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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. |
| Headwaters Turbid and frantic, the stream leaps from its mountain bed, the mist of its scouring obscuring the depths of snow melt, source of its vibrant play, churning and roiling in joy, for now unmindful of old age and reflection. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 09.07.22 Prompt: Turbid. |
| Unusual Words Oh, to have the confidence (which requires, of course, the cognizance), in conversation rootless, to use the word “hubris.” It’s like the word “percipient,” landing on the recipient with force to make one humble and all defences crumble. Line count: 8 Rhymed couplets For Express It In Eight, 09.06.22 Prompt: Hubris. |
| Untethered Progress is a rock dislodged on the slope above, unconscious missile bounding down in the grip of gravity, gathering to it fellow rovers, a landslide of random accident. Seeking shelter, we’re swept away. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 09.05.22 Prompt: Tether. |
| Cat Sky pales as dawn approaches the air filling with the sound of birds staking a claim to branch or bush in their morning symphony Cat watches from a window attracted by the flash of wings in the awakening world. The hunt stirs in her feline eyes. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 09.04.22 Prompt: Sky. |
| September September, and summer relents, worn thin by baking heat, pausing for breath, and a last push toward year’s end and winter. A draught of autumn’s nectar will heal such thoughts and lull the heart with golden days, brief carefree intermission. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 09.02.22 Prompt: September. |
| Birthday Birthday and a terrible thought of myself through trials fought my way to life (though still unsought), my entrance now being caught. Imagination stretches taut on this first day I’ve bought, though price was low (indeed was nought) I wasn’t sold too short. Line count: 8 Rhymed aaaaaaaa For Express It In Eight, 09.01.22 Prompt: Birthday. |
| Spider Eight eyes staring from the ceiling, eight legs give that creepy feeling, furry or shiny, massive or tiny, the spider still sends you reeling. Though they’re not exactly appealing, there’s no need for your blood congealing, arachnophobia's concealing. Line count: 8 Rhymed aabba aaa For Express It In Eight, 08.31.22 Prompt: Spider. |
| Side Show Deep in the crystal ball translucent, the shadows perform their ritual, mysterious their every movement within their tiny world orbitual. So she bends to watch the play, another client to her importune awaits to hear what she might say, interpretation to their fortune. Line count: 8 Rhymed abab For Express It In Eight, 08.30.22 Prompt: Translucent. |
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