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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. |
| Ambition 2 Jimmy, oh Jimmy, where have you been? I told you, mom, I’d not be seen for a while as I’m digging a hole to China - it’s always my goal. The back yard weren’t big enough and the ground really tough, so I dug in the golf course way over there; now I hear Chinese voices - I’m nearly there! Line count: 8 Rhymed couplets For Express It In Eight, 05.31.23 Prompt: Photo of a large sink hole in a golf course. |
| What’s in a Name? On Follow That Dream Parkway, in Inglis, Florida, the last house is numbered infinity, the eight having fallen over through sheer exhaustion at the naming of the street, perpetrated by someone not English, judging by the spelling. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 05.29.23 Prompt: Unusual street names - Follow That Dream Parkway. |
| Goat A curious creature the goat (have no idea if they float), their pupils are flat horizontal so they see both behind and frontal, though hooved they often climb trees and do so with the greatest of ease, but always, when asked how they are, they respond with a very loud “Bah!” Line count: 8 Rhymed couplets For Express It In Eight, 05.28.23 Prompt: Goat. |
| Cricket In the symphony of summer, when the heat sets the shimmering tone rebounding from the hard-faced earth, and all life seeks the shade, then sings the cricket with strident creak, unfettered by the enervating day, filling the parched and vacant space to claim the clothes of silence. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 05.27.23 Prompt: The Poetry of Earth Is Never Dead by John Keats. |
 Obtuse Excuse At cross purposes we do collide, our coloured services be kept inside. Our surfaces transparent are angled square, directions quite apparent, no meaning there. Line count: 8 Rhymed abab For Express It In Eight, 05.26.23 Prompt: As per illustration. |
| Silence Seek the silent spaces to soothe your soul, so says the sapient sage of centuries, serene and safely seated in security, swift to speak upon your singular search. And silence sure would soothe uncertainty, if such were simple to secure your succour and soundless were the systems of existence, surging streams and shouts, internal process. Line count: 8 Abstract and apparent absence of all but alliteration For Express It In Eight, 05.25.23 Prompt: Write a poem about Silence. |
| Calamity Okay, now it’s the red wire. No wait, make that the white. At least I think it was. No, definitely the red. Yes, of course I’m sure. Cut the red wire. Or… Arnold, are you okay? Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 05.21.23 Prompt: Write a calamitous poem. |
| Blue Moon Just once in a blue moon, then everyone was doin’ it, a hundred versions very soon, each and every one a hit. ‘Twas ‘34 when it was startin’, Al Bowlly was amongst the first, Dylan, Sinatra and Dean Martin, so many more yet still we thirst. Line Count: 8 Rhymed abab For Express It In Eight, 05.19.23 Prompt: Once in a Blue Moon. Note: So many, yes, but I still prefer Showaddywaddy. |
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