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Entries to Express It In Eight from September 2020 to the present . |
The number of poems enforces the use of blog format with ten poems per page. |
Kite Up on the hill and the wind fresh with spring, sunlight bright in the eye and on the grass, the boy eager as he holds the kite, bucking in his hand, the tail streams from the fragile structure, its tissues crackling in the eddies of air, alive with longing to ride the high currents above. Released, it climbs into the blue space, still connected to his dreams by the tugging line. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, April 18 2021 Prompt: “Go Fly a Kite Day takes place during April, National Kite Month, which means that the phrase should be taken literally. People should use the day to fly kites.” If you're inspired, write a poem about a kite! |
Before I even consider writing anything, let me record that I think Denise Levertov’s poem is excellent. This is the first time I’ve read it (and I’ve never heard of her before) but it struck me in the first few lines that this is a truly powerful poem. It is full of bright, clear imagery and reveals a fresh, original vision of something that a thousand poets have tried and failed to encapsulate. Denise Levertov succeeds in it. The First Rains In Africa, the days are bright with harsh sunlight yet dulled with the heat and dust of drought. All life stands in the shade and regards the faded world, colour leached from the scene by the relentless sun, yearning for the rains to come. And when they do, great, fat drops falling from a thunderous sky to raise puffs of dirt, churning the red earth to mud, leaving the air sharp, clear, daubed with oils to paint the pastel land. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, April 17 2021 Prompt: Denise Leverton’s poem, Celebration. |
Tortoise Philosophy Remember what the tortoise taught us, a house on your back can be a fortus, and also, real quick, a limerick: A brave young tortoise one day found a strawb’ry in his way. Too large to remove, so heavy it proved, it ended his trip to Cathay. Line count: 8 Fun with rhymes and a limerick of sorts! For Express It In Eight, April 16 2021 Prompt: Photo of tortoise and strawberry. |
Space Out west there is space, the open plains, flat, empty and vast, an expanse of land beneath endless skies, the towns low and clinging to the earth, refusing to pierce the horizon with height, happy with the empty lots and eternal grass. There, too, is freedom. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, April 15 2021 Prompt: Write a space poem. |
Monet and Me Monet in old age, absorbed in the capture of light and intent upon its pursuit, painted only water lilies until his death, certain, if he could get it right, then he could say just one perfect thing. Imperfection seems sufficient to me. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, April 12 2021 Prompt: A Monet painting of water lilies. |
Being Steeled When young, we are too often governed by a temper so strong, we act on impulse, are rash in decision, unafraid to be wrong. How age changes and chastens, caution becoming the word, like metal that is tempered by dousing in life, like a sword. Line count: 8 Rhyme scheme abcb For Express It In Eight, April 11 2021 Prompt: Temper. |
A Picayune Afternoon The moon in June makes me croon and spoon but what tune I croon I’ll not tell very soon you may call me a loon or poltroon or a goon or even, as a boon, a buffoon or baboon though never the monsoon would make me immune from the typhoon in Rangoon especially at noon whereas my bassoon may be more attuned if cocooned and harpooned out by the lagoon. Line count: 8 Nonsense poetry, rhymed profusely and irrationally For Express It In Eight, April 09 2021 Prompt: Illustration of a moon. |
Modern Fantasy Jaded by our own success, bored by entertainment that seeks ever darker expressions of ourselves, weakened by endless leisure, sickened by pointless pleasure, we contemplate the end, dreaming of armageddon. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, April 08 2021 Prompt: Jade. |