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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.
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January 3, 2023 at 4:45am
January 3, 2023 at 4:45am
#1042561
A Geographer’s Poem

Alaska, the frozen state,
wakes from its six-month sleep,
admittedly a trifle late
but winters are so deep,
retracts its mighty arm,
devoid of all pollutions,
and throws, without intent of harm,
snowballs named the Aleutians.



Line count: 8
Rhymed abab
For Express It In Eight, 01.03.23
Prompt: Alaska became a state in 1959.
Note: As already stated, this poem is written by and for geographers. To share in the joke, it may be necessary to google for a map of Alaska.

January 2, 2023 at 10:08am
January 2, 2023 at 10:08am
#1042511
Science Fiction

Arthur C Clarke and Childhood’s End,
Frank Herbert and his Dune,
Stranger in a Strange Land joins the trend
(Robert Heinlein plays its tune),
Isaac Asimov adds Foundation,
these, the greats of science fiction,
plus the movies and teevee,
built the worlds of you and me.



Line count: 8
Rhymed ababccdd
For Express It In Eight, 01.02.23
Prompt: National Science Fiction Day.

January 1, 2023 at 6:10am
January 1, 2023 at 6:10am
#1042429
Imagine the Fine

Oh, guilty secret,
hidden away for years,
as gawky as an egret,
custodian of fears,
forgotten once in haste,
but now revealed again,
renewal far too late,
lost library book’s a pain.



Line count: 8
Rhymed abab
For Express It In Eight, 01.01.23
Prompt: Write a poem about renewal.

December 31, 2022 at 11:30am
December 31, 2022 at 11:30am
#1042402
A Gift Horse

This measuring machine
that I from you did borrow,
although so cool and clean,
has not assuaged my sorrow -
most imprecise device,
indeed, I tried it twice,
with diff’rent answers both,
and third, it yelled an oath!



Line count: 8
Rhymed ababccdd
For Express It In Eight, 12.31.22
Prompts: Imprecise, device, twice.

December 30, 2022 at 10:44am
December 30, 2022 at 10:44am
#1042354
Photo of an old, rusting playground roundabout.


Silent Spring

We don’t have children anymore,
other gods we do adore,
convenience is king and comfort,
only these are worth a trumpet,
and kids are messy things and loud,
especially when in a crowd,
no need for playgrounds, country fair,
leave us to our mute despair.



Line count: 8
Rhymed aabb
For Express It In Eight, 12.30.22
Prompt: As per illustration.

December 29, 2022 at 10:42am
December 29, 2022 at 10:42am
#1042325
Lines

God said to Adam, “Hold up your palm,”
then wrote several lines on his hand
“Your future,” He said, “to keep you from harm,
should last longer than words in the sand.”

Then He added some lines to man’s face,
deeply He scored, hand moving fast,
“There,” He announced, “that seems the right place
for all to read of your past.”



Line count: 8
Rhymed abab
For Express It In Eight, 12.29.22
Prompt: Palm.

December 28, 2022 at 10:42am
December 28, 2022 at 10:42am
#1042290
Sprawling

The urban sprawl of Los Angeles,
spread like butter on the toast of the plain,
makes me think of my bodily manganese,
found in liver and kidneys and brain,
and as life begins in humility,
a speck through many trials it has won,
but spawning more growth in futility,
like this poem, it goes on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on.



Line count: 8
Rhymed abab
For Express It In Eight, 12.28.22
Prompt: Write a sprawling poem.

December 27, 2022 at 11:48am
December 27, 2022 at 11:48am
#1042241
Ramble

Generally speaking,
I’ve no need for sneaking;
it’s easy to get lost,
to set out is the cost,
but, just to make sure
(my motives are pure),
when I go for the ride,
I take with me a guide.



Line count: 8
Rhymed aabb
For Express It In Eight, 12.27.22
Prompt:
A Field Guide to Getting Lost by Rebecca Solnit.

December 26, 2022 at 3:02pm
December 26, 2022 at 3:02pm
#1042213
Hot air balloons in the morning light.


Hot Air Balloons

Silent, stately ships in spacious stream,
they float through the golden light of dawn,
high in the molten atmosphere and mist,
extended line of striped adventurers of air,
drifting as the dream of distant denizens
of other lands and vistas far and fair.

A roar of gas and flame
and one mounts higher.



Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 12.26.22
Prompt: As per illustration.

December 23, 2022 at 11:09am
December 23, 2022 at 11:09am
#1042065
Empty Barrels

Still waters run deep,
shallow streams do chatter,
some their wisdom keep,
and others do not matter.

The fool states more than twice,
while silent stays the sage,
I’ll take my own advice,
and not fill the pristine page.



Line count: 8
Rhymed abab
For Express IIt In Eight, 12.23.22
Prompt: Still waters run deep.


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