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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. |
Lullaby for Today Careful where you tread, oh little one, faithless the stones on which you run; beware the watching danger in the dark, the hounds that bite worse than they bark, the nightmare horde that feeds on sleep, it steals the dreams that you would keep. Uneasy is your path through life itself - your future teeters on the shelf. Line count: 8 Rhymed couplets For Express It In Eight, 07.28.23 Prompt: Write an uneasy poem. |
![]() ![]() Haute Couture To weet to woo? Your overcoat blue is bright and fine, and so chic of line. But your voice so deep is hardly a cheep, more like an owl than some other fowl. Line count: 8 Rhymed aabbccdd For Express It In Eight, 07.27.23 Prompt: As per illustration. |
Acquisitive child of the moment reaches for the vision object of desire need before decision drawn by what he sees slavery to temptation forgetfulness the cure no craving in excision Line count: 8 Rhymed abcbdbeb For Express It In Eight, 07.26.23 Prompt: Out of sight, out of mind. |
The Sound of A/C To the tune of The Sound of Music: The rooms are alive with the sound of a/c since the summer matures with the month of Aug, the heat locks us in and my vision gets hazy, if it gets any warmer I’ll go join the Borg. But the a/c’s our friend and its setting is chill, inside we survive with the cool breeze of the fan. Try not to think of electricity bill - if you go near the fridge can you get me a can? Line count: 8 Rhymed abab For Express It In Eight, 07.25.23 Prompt: Write a poem about what you hear right now. |
![]() ![]() Train Wreck Like Robin Hood and Little John, they grapple for command of the track, heads butting and flanks shoving, they arch in heaving stalemate, both immovable objects and irresistible force meeting in thwarted ambition, and duelling to defeat. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 07.24.23 Prompt: As per illustration. |
Spooner’s Lament On Wednesday I would do the chores, though I would rather chew the doors; I always had to deed the fog, but maybe that was feed the dog; for lunch I’d have a sad bad salad, while listening to a bad sad ballad, followed by dessert of jelly beans, undone top button of my belly jeans. Line count: 8 Rhymed couplets For Express It In Eight, 07.22.23 Prompt: Spoonerisms. |
![]() ![]() Comeuppance The day old Bart made a Bart-shaped hole in the sky, and the sky broke into silver bubbles, gyrating as they fell, we had a tantalising glimpse of what lay on the other side, some ragged shape glowing in the distant darkness, and a red globule that oozed through the hole as if invading. Many times I warned him that nothing good would come of his human cannonball ideas. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 07.20.23 Prompt: As per illustration. |
Diary of a Happy Man I gave up some time ago my dreams to fly away; these airborne journeys to and fro so rarely seem to pay, and now they frisk you everywhere ‘fore letting you on the plane, I’ll stay beyond all strangers’ stares - to move would be insane. Line count: 8 Rhymed abab For Express It In Eight, 07.1823 Prompt: Fly away. |
Advice To wave the flag without flagging, never leave your patriotism sagging, to invest your money in gold, should keep you until you get old, to limit your fare to the bovine, and stick to your motto of no wine, will stop people from throwing the mud, but moo, I’m just chewing the cud. Line count: 8 Rhymed couplets For Express It In Eight, 07.17.23 Prompt: Moo, gold, flag. |
Not an Inch Pigheaded when your heels dig in, obstinate if you deign not to yield, stubborn you’re named for baulkin’ and willful if your rights you wield. Mulish too is what you’re called, unbending to the rule you hear, inflexible when in court you’re hauled, though to the truth you persevere. Line count: 8 Rhymed abab For Express It In Eight, 07.16.23 Prompt: Refuse to budge an inch. |