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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. |
| Homage to Ted Flower Though he’s long dead, I think of Ted, a man of boundless jest. Those childish pranks, below his rank, innocence at its best. So broad his smile, yet gone this while. Line count: 8 Rhymed aab ccb dd, syllables 446 446 44 For Express It In Eight, 12.12.22 Prompt: Prank. Notes: Ted was a nobody who tired of being a teacher in England and came out to Africa to build a new life. He was in his forties when I knew him and I much younger, but we shared a silly and sometimes practical sense of humour. It was a shock to learn that he had died suddenly at so early an age and I often think of him and his gloriously inappropriate surname. He was never what you’d call floral. Sleep well, Ted. |
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