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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. |
Memories “The birds, the birds!” they cry and I hear the sound of jangling guitars, angelic harmonies, eight miles high and hey, Mr Tambourine or Spaceman pounding in an open field and Roger McGuinn the sole survivor. Oops, my mistake, I thought you said the Byrds. Line Count: 8 Free Verse For Express It In Eight, February 04 2021 Prompt: The Birds. |
Talking of Despair... I peed blood this morning and, for a moment, I despaired. My doctor warned me of this, clearly expecting the worst, and I have been running scared, dreading the fateful sign. But hope remains resilient; I’ve come back from other omens. Line Count: 8 Free Verse For Express It In Eight, February 03 2021 Prompt: Despair. Note: This is not a plea for attention or sympathy. In fact, it’s the easy way out as regards writing to the prompt, since this is what’s occupying my mind. No need to say anything, therefore. |
A Bonus Poem The Cantaloupe is a funny antelope; it can canter and lope if you wanter. It has two extra letters, the C makes it better but the U does nothing at all, just stops it from being small. Line Count: 8 Rhyme scheme aabb ccdd For Express It In Eight, February 02 2021 No prompt ‘cause it’s a bonus! |
Swagger Be yourself but cooler, Indeed, I wouldn’t fool yer, You’re doing well, Only I can tell I’m still your coolness ruler. The reason why I beat yer Is perhaps my strongest feature: I was born the coolest creature. Line Count: 8 Starts off sorta limerick (aabba) but gets bored and heads for home (ccc). For Express It In Eight, February 01 2021 Prompt: Below are some bumper sticker slogans. If you wish, slide one in as a line in your original 8-line poem! Be yourself but cooler. |
Tutorial Come with me, my child, come to the edge of the forest and look upon the habitation of man and the birds in pens. Here lies your future, the hunt, for us to steal in the night, feathered trophies in the mouth and he, with dogs, in the morning. Line Count: 8 Free Verse For Express It In Eight, February 01 2021 Prompt: Photo of foxes. |
Executive Order Why doesn’t a candle come with a handle? Should only vandals wear shoes called sandals? Maybe we should promulgate these things and legislate so only Simple Simon can do this silly rhymin’. Line Count: 8 Rhyme scheme aa bb cc etc. For Express It In Eight, January 30 2021 Prompt: Candle, Air, Silly, Linger. |
Muizenberg Beach Ah, the sun-soaked days of my childhood, so often under the open skies and sands where the gentle sea lapped at the strand, the waves hissing as they spent themselves on the sloping beach, crumbling the castles of dreams we built too close to the tide. Yet I never learned to swim in those days, waiting until the ocean lay a continent away. Line Count: 8 Free Verse For Express It In Eight, January 29 2021 Prompt: Strand. |
Nevermore She knitted the man some woollen pants. He knew better than to refuse ‘em. He earned the name, Ol’ Woollen Pants (though, secretly, they don’t enthuse ‘im). He wore the same to town one day. The skies began to rain and pour. Waterlogged his pants became so heavy, they swiftly hit the floor. Line Count: 8 Rhyme scheme abab cdcd For Express It In Eight, January 28 2021 Prompt: Write a poem about Ol’ Woollen Pants. |
Apology for Thoughts Unbound Being a trifle contrary, I wonder oft how lonely is a cloud, so rarely seen as single but commonly just one of many, sometimes a host, at others, combined as overhanging roof, continuous in their multitude, a shadow over us below. Line Count: 8 Free Verse For Express It In Eight, January 27 2021 Prompt: Use words from Wordsworth’s I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud. |
Freedom As the feather wafts, unguided by desire, adrift on the wind, the aimless life floats on the currents of fate, spinning and turning, a swirling chip of being, ever awaiting landfall. Line Count: 8 Free Verse For Express It In Eight, January 26 2021 Prompt: Illustration of feather in the wind. |