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. |
Reverie Monet’s Water Lilies gone mad, inky black pool reflects neon sky, electric green tiddlywinks float and loud pink dinghy rides the air, smiling at its heartfelt image, glowing fish and a zeppelin swim through midnight heights, the Fauvist dream a scream. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 03.30.23 Prompt: As per illustration. |
Dryad Caught in the tangled emotions of being, wrapped in the arms of her habit, she twists in the branches, forgiving their tenuous hold in the earth. Wild in the wind of her dreaming, she remembers the horde of the ages, brothers and sisters cloaking the hills and the valleys sheltered. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 03.29.23 Prompt: As per illustration. |
Spring By the invisible bootstraps you climb, hand over hand, stretching forth, reaching for the light and warmth, goodbye to the cold earth of winter, shaking the dirt from your foot as you climb the currents of air, up through the rushing rain to the applause of summer. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 03.28.23 Prompt: As per illustration. |
Limpet Mr Limpet, clinging tight, hanging on with all his might, sticking to his rock so strong, Mr Limpet can’t go wrong. Sneak up on him from afar, surprise your weapon, not crowbar, hit him when he least expects, then Mr Limpet you’ll collect. Line count: 8 Rhymed couplets For Express It In Eight, 03.27.23 Prompt: Write a clingy poem. |
Backyard Shed The shed, grown old with the man who built it, sags, like him, under the weight of the years, wooden bones rotten with the rain of ages, broken window dark with moss and cobweb, the tools inside rusted and camouflaged in the dim light, storage now only of the forgotten, quiet retreat and shelter once of its builder, ready now for collapse into the grave. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 03.26.23 Prompt: Write a poem about an old barn or shed. |
Escapology Harry Houdini escapist extraordeeny in life or on the screeny the best you’ve never seeny his shows would make you greeny they were anything but teeny and I’m not being meany when I say he rhymed with Trini Lopez. Line count: 8 Forcibly rhymed. like it or not For Express It In Eight, 03.24.23 Prompt: Harry Houdini’s birthday. |
Annoyance Buzz buzz buzz around your head Little black fly makes you see red Round and round then tickle your ear Fly far away then come back near Bad little buzzer with one desire To drive your blood pressure even higher One tiny insect with evil intent Makes you the one upon murder bent. Line count: 8 Rhymed couplets For Express It In Eight, 03.23.23 Prompt: Write an annoying poem. |
Tectonics The grave diggers gathered, earth movers all, “Hail St Anthony!” was their rousing call. To celebrate the shovel, their religion’s fountain, the reward of their digging, faith moving mountains! Line count: 8 Rhymed abcb For Express It In Eight, 03.17.23 Prompt: Write a tectonic poem. Note: St Anthony is, apparently, the patron saint of grave diggers. |
Tragedy ‘Tis the season for the reason, the salt of human madness in the end; poor Sally’s not for squeezin’, Bland Billy’s badness passed amends. For he’s taken out and used her, on parole he was at large, yes, he’s mistreated and abused her, assault and battery is the charge. Line count: 8 Rhymed abab For Express It In Eight, 03.16.23 Prompt: as per illustration. |
Creeps the Day Innocent the eyes that greet the morning, eagerly drink the world anew, unblinkered to the piercing light, wide open to a hope revealed; so the babe in gurgling wonder swims in pristine future bright. Wounded peeks through shuttered eyelids, experience retreats into the dream. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 03.15.23, and Shadows and Light Poetry Contest, March 2023 Prompt: Write a wide-eyed poem. |