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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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September 29, 2023 at 7:54am
September 29, 2023 at 7:54am
#1056385
Greeting a whale.


Put It There

Put it there,
If it weighs a ton

Put It There, Paul McCartney

Give me your hand,
I'd like to shake it,
I want to show you I'm your friend.
I don’t care
if it weighs a ton,
as long as you and I are here, put it there.
If I can make it clear,
It's all that matters in the end.



Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 09.29.23
Prompt: As per illustration.
Note: I forget what they call it but there is a form in which the lines are taken from another poem or, as in this case, a song.

September 28, 2023 at 7:41am
September 28, 2023 at 7:41am
#1056327
Wild Goose Chase

There they go,
honking their way through the upper atmosphere,
bound for warmer climes
and bountiful country,
easy living,
for northern snowbirds
from glacial lakes and bogs.

If I had wings…



Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 09.28.23
Prompt: Wild goose chase.

September 25, 2023 at 11:01am
September 25, 2023 at 11:01am
#1056192
Vaulting Ambition

As here on earth the nations turn to bickering
between themselves, the notions vain and petty,
with all debate reduced to mockery and snickering,
and reason disregarded as just so much confetti,
good men reviled and condemned with innuendo,
millions repeating lies to lead them all in thrall
to faithless gods while truth’s in diminuendo,
the vault of heaven silent as we design our fall.



Line count: 8
Rhymed abab
For Express It In Eight, 09.25.23
Prompt: Vault.

September 24, 2023 at 11:27am
September 24, 2023 at 11:27am
#1056154
A boy sips at a cup in darkened kitchen.}


Water

The boy sips at water from the tap
the kitchen dark
red electric bill crumpled in a corner
the cupboards bare
father gone when hope was too
mother down at the bingo
for boy and baby sister
life drips on.



Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 09.24.23
Prompt: As per illustration.

September 23, 2023 at 7:03am
September 23, 2023 at 7:03am
#1056098
Gimme

You say it will kill me,
it’s not that I care -
at least it will fill me
and I’ve got you there.

The fact is I need it,
you could say I’m parasitical,
don’t care who decreed it,
my bacon level’s at critical.



Line count: 8
Rhymed abab
For Express It In Eight, 09.23.23
Prompt: Bacon Level, Alabama.

September 22, 2023 at 9:35am
September 22, 2023 at 9:35am
#1056069
Ruin

Though I know that England’s empire has returned into sand
Vanished from my hand
Left me blindly here to stand, but still not sleeping
My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet
I have no one to meet
And the ancient empty streets too dead for dreaming

Mr. Tambourine Man, Bob Dylan

The map’s brave red leached by the sun
Dyed a million colours by the rain
The memories come home to roost
Graffiti drawn by fingers on the pane

So the evening’s shadows soundless fall
The stones of yesterday reduced to dust
No more the faint lullaby of bugles call
Our edifice alone and dreaming rusts.



Line count: 8
Rhymed abcb
For Express It In Eight, 09.22.23
Prompt: Write a poem about ruins.

September 21, 2023 at 11:18am
September 21, 2023 at 11:18am
#1056035
I Bought a Lemon

The lady so forward and zesty
I made her my positive besty
The problem was I
Was backward and shy
So I left and now live in Trieste.

It’s all very well
To come out of your shell
But for me it was something like hell.



Line count: 8
Form: Augmented limerick (I just invented it)
For Express It In Eight, 09.21.23
Prompt: Write a zesty poem.

September 20, 2023 at 10:45am
September 20, 2023 at 10:45am
#1055983
The Bowling Green

I did not mean thus to demean
the finest green that I have seen,
it was my bent that what I meant
(my wish fervent is heaven sent)

was to secure my motives pure,
I do assure (not to obscure)
your fabled lawn is neatly shorn,
so sweetly drawn to greet the dawn.



Line count: 8
Rhymed couplets
For Express It In Eight, 09.20.23
Prompt: Meant.

September 19, 2023 at 6:06am
September 19, 2023 at 6:06am
#1055941
Oops 3

Full fathom five thy father lies,
that’ll teach him to go swimming
after eating jumbo burgers, fries,
accompanied by women.

The weatherman predicted storms,
for once he’d got it right,
he shattered all the usual norms,
your dad he thought it s***e.



Line count: 8
Rhymed abab
For Express It In Eight, 09.19.23
Prompt: Fathom.

September 18, 2023 at 10:47am
September 18, 2023 at 10:47am
#1055912
What They Used To Be

Yggdrasill, the World Tree, older by far than time,
to friends it’s known as Iggy,
not oak, nor beech, not larch, not verdant lime,
but ash, declared the Piggy,
higher than the beetling sky, bright as summertime,
there’s none dare call it Twiggy,
but now its fame has passed away, its honour only grime,
I think I need a ciggy.



Line count: 8
Rhymed abababab
For Express It In Eight, 09.18.23
Prompt: Write a poem about something/someone old.


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