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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. |
| A Reason to be Cheerful Unstoppable I never am though occasionally on top, not of the world, you understand, but perhaps some minor hilltop. The cause is always just the same and no surprises there, ‘tis writing blows away the blues and banishes all care. Line count: 8 Rhymed abcb For Express It In Eight, 03.14.23 Prompt: What makes you feel unstoppable? |
| An American Icon Little Ronny Howard, all freckles and buck teeth, still in awe of Andy Griffith, having not yet met the Fonz, makes a million movies, as actor then directs, wins awards for Cocoon and for his Beautiful Mind. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 03.13.23 Prompt: The Andy Griffith Show. |
| Peek-a-boo By sleight of mind I hide the thing, so you’ll not find what makes it sing, but here’s a clue to help you through (not make it worse): its name is verse. Line count: 8 Rhymed ababccdd For Express It In eight, 03.12.23 Prompt: Write a hard-to-find poem. |
| Eine Kleine Nachtmusik Night owl slips through the secret hours alone nocturnal soul in the pale moonlight alone awake in the brooding silence of the night alone bleary eyes greet the dawning of the light alone. Line count: 8 Freeish verse rhymed here and there For Express It In Eight, 03.09.23 Prompt: Night owl. |
 Systems Evolution has its hierarchy, predation does too, intelligence grants aristocracy, and size lists who is who, adaptability claims the win, different skills, who loudest shouts, but these reasons wear quite thin, since we’re the ones who worked it out! Line count: 8 Rhymed abab For Express It In Eight, 03.08.23 Prompt: As per illustration. |
| Song for the Postmodern In the sixties we were just learning to fly - now we can and inhabit the sky. Imagination sets the day’s agenda and we’re all girls with the name of Brenda. With no bounds to personal desire, we fly forever higher and higher, and though the sky is total illusion, it matters not to our delusion. Line count: 8 Rhyming couplets For Express It In Eight, 03.07.23 Prompt: Learning to fly. |
 Puppet Master Come now Observe how The eye deceives What the mind receives You see the strings Controlling things But the marionette Moves this duet. Line count: 8 Rhymed aabb For Express It In Eight, 03.04.23 Prompt: As per illustration |
| Density Density? I’ll give you density. My head, that’s what’s dense, dense like a rock, so hard to pierce, dense like a forest, too full of thoughts, yet porous too, holed like a sponge, words and memories leaking, pouring from every orifice, spring water lost in the racing stream of life. Don’t talk to me of density. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 03.02.23 Prompts: Density, porous. |
| Catwalk You mince your way in self congratulation, certain now you’ll meet their expectation, for who’d deny so sweet a manifestation, being innocent and without dissimulation, so fetching, your proud perambulation and calculated in pure ingratiation, yet did I spy a flicker of hesitation betraying still your aim of fabrication? Line count: 8 Rhymed aaaa For Express It In Eight, 03.01.23 Prompt: Mince. |
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