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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. |
| Creation Don’t laugh, but I love plastic, much as does the carpenter delight in the willing wood that bends to his design. A sheet of polystyrene clean is my hotbed of dreams, and thus our hands linger on the product of our artistry*. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, March 13 2021 Prompt: *Wooden Boats by Judy Sorum Brown. |
| Snapshot In the shallows at Kynance, sand eels darting through the ripples, the water green above the white sand, blue out in the deep and the rocks massive and scattered all around like a sculptor’s workshop, with the sea lapping into the caves of greasy, green and purple stone. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, March 12 2021 Prompt: Shallow. |
| The Third Man Pity the third man, always the cause of a crowd, recipient of the bronze, base metal amongst the fine, target of the bullet aimed at the first two lights. Even the movie gives him a tough role. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, March 11 2021 Prompt: The Third Man. |
| Flirting with Failure Almost didn’t write one today Felt drained of ideas Nearly threw up hands in despair And crawled under a rock Came close to giving up Toyed with taking a day off But a miss is as good as a mile And it was only almost. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, March 10 2021 Prompt: Almost. |
| Twilight Life, stretched thin and down to the last strand, is still life after all. Though the world closes in and the past becomes all, still, it tastes good. Let the light fade in the evening, hope remains a lantern. Line Count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, March 09 2021 Prompt: Photo of frayed rope. |
| Future Schmuture The young cannot wait for the future to appear. The old long for the return of the past. Me? I just weave a few words while in the waiting room of eternity. Line Count: 8 Free Verse For Express It In Eight, March 08 2021 Prompt: Future. |
| Secrets In the back rooms of our minds Where the hidden secrets go Under lock and key and sentry The things others will not know Amongst the deeds done in darkness The matters of deep shame There store we finer things The highest we can claim. Line count: 8 Rhyme scheme abcb For Express It In Eight, March 07 2021 Prompt: Illustration of keyhole. |
| Amarillo Bound Out in the west of Oklahoma, the towns are sparse on the ground. This is the state’s neglected backyard where the soil is dry and the buildings tired, many deserted and leaning to the weather, the stores designed in the 1950s, yesterday alive in the atmosphere, in such contrast to neighbouring Texas. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, March 05 2021 Prompt: Sparse. |
| In Praise of the Mutter The mutter is a wondrous thing It allows my heart to dance and sing It gives to me the nerve to say Just what I want without repay Beneath my breath I let thoughts loose And never fear return abuse No matter how you beg and plead I’ll never admit to what I said. Line count: 8 Rhyming couplets For Express It In Eight, March 04 2021 Prompt: Mutter. |
| Stranded In the sands along the shore we came upon the bones of an old boat, cast upon the dry land, as though seeking shelter from some fierce storm of long ago. Gone were those who sailed so hopefully, committing their dreams to the sea, and we took heed of their warning. Line Count: 8 Free Verse For Express It In Eight, March 03 2021 Prompt: Illustration of old boat. |
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