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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. |
| Forest King There in the dark and silent woods, deep within the secret heart of forest, he runs free, icon of our dreamlike moods, master of snow and raging torrents. Through the mists of half caught glimpses something moves, mischief afoot, he reigns supreme, the lord of princes, there upon the edge of reason, mighty Bigfoot. Line count: 8 Rhymed abab For Express It In Eight, 10.29.22 Prompt: Write a poem about a woodland animal. |
| Spice Understanding, being rooted in experience, means here one thing, and another hence. “Spice” may speak to one of oriental taste; to a Dune fan a tale is spun of purple eyes in the endless waste. Line count: 8 Rhymed abab For Express It In Eight, 10.27.22 Prompt: Spice. Note: It’s wrong to limit one’s audience but I cannot resist this shout out to all readers of Frank Herbert’s novel, Dune. |
| Breakfast Breakfast smiles at me loosely, fried egg eyes innocent, wide, and bacon grin so juicy. Bile rises within me like a tide - too early for such happy meals. Is there no sadder stuff to crunch? Surely I can make a deal, save breakfast for my lunch. Line count: 8 Rhymed abab For Express It In Eight, 10.24.22 Prompt: Illustration of bacon and eggs on a plate. |
| Northern Delights Up north the seas do freeze and the polar bear doth seize a passing seal to tease with whatever fleas he sees. His neighbour, the eskimo, would not think to tell him no but sometimes when it snows might share a cup of joe. Line count: 8 Rhymed aaaa bbbb For Express It In Eight, 10.21.22 Prompt: Homophones - seas, sees and seize. |
| On Quiet Asides Here’s to the marvellous mumble that avoids many a rumble, leaps over rather than stumbles, holds together and never crumbles. If a quiet answer you miss, do not think a louder one’s bliss, for the meaning might make you hiss, and knowing won’t lead to a kiss. Line count: 8 Rhymed aaaa bbbb For Express It In Eight, 10.20.22 Prompt: Mumble. |
| Truth Truth is stranger than fiction, although it’s an odd thought and must be true therefore. It also hurts, I’m told, and will out eventually no matter how long the wait. Impatience broods upon the advent of a painful stranger. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 10.19.22 Prompt: Truth is stranger than fiction. |
| Letter of the Law Letter of the law came today; that’s it there on the bureau. No, I haven’t opened it, don’t really want to know. The envelope is brown, has an impressive seal. It just has to be bad news, you can tell it by the feel. Line count: 8 Rhymed abcb For Express It In Eight, 10.18.22 Prompt: Letter of the law. |
 Dust In 1930 the earth rose against us, the dirt piled in storm clouds to the skies, falling in the dry rain of drought, our homes choked with dust creeping, and fields beneath the dunes of desperation, as poverty swallowed all hope. Out in the Oklahoma panhandle houses still cower from the wind. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 10.17.22 Prompt: As per illustration. |
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