The second of my collections of poems written for "Express It In Eight." |
As usual these days, I choose blog format because it offers more space for the work. |
A Shoe-In Write a poem about something the size of a shoebox - I read the prompt and my brain turns to rocks; a giant cockroach leaps out and runs across my mind, or maybe I could shrink something of slightly larger kind. But no, that would be cheating and would hurt my reputation - I need something of much closer size configuration, and poetry requires a subject to me both dear and true; my problem is I’m stuck with nothing but a shoe. Line count: 8 Rhyming couplets For Express It In Eight, 08.19.24 Prompt: Write a poem about something the size of a shoebox. |
Rime Time Bad Poet of the Year, he never made it clear, through the mists of wine and beer and the haunted frightened deer, that he really couldn’t care, in fact he didn’t dare, for meaning to go somewhere or anywhere but in his words. Line count: 8 Rhymed aaaabbbc For Express It In Eight, 08.18.24 Prompt: National Bad Poetry Day. |
Reach for Heaven The godless ones aspire to something they deem higher Assuming divinity they attempt infinity Elected now as gods regress to arthropods Creation from computer and offspring now all neuter. Line count: 8 Rhymed couplets For Express It In Eight, 08.17.24 Prompt: Illustration of hands reaching for the universe. |
Encounter 2 Maybe another time another place if the sun were shining or if it rained if there were music in the air or silence reigned complete if only things were different I’d dream at night of you. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 08.16.24 Prompt: “Maybe another time” to be used in the poem. |
Julia Child “Bon appetit!” she chortles the words with plum-voiced abandon as she leans upon the workbench table wine glass to hand and embracive smile upon ruddy face supremely confident in her black-and-white world slightly tipsy it’s true but the magician of culinary delights. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 08.15.24 Prompt: Today is Julia Child’s birthday. |
Don’t Fool Me I doubt the video some trick of Vimeo the likelihood of cheating is high in things so fleeting. The secret’s in the joints the intervening points some clever unseen clasp or glue to aid the grasp. Line count: 8 Rhymed couplets For Express It In Eight, 08.14.24 Prompt: Video of a guy balancing unlikely objects. |
Rear-View Mirror Objects in mirror are closer than appear that reflected world is smaller than here in miniature depicted in sharpest clarity do not be fooled by this similarity. Strangest of all in this tiny universe it seems that all things have gone in reverse landscapes depart in unseemly haste released from our vision as soon as embraced. Line count: 8 Rhymed couplets For Express It In Eight, 08.13.24 Prompt: Write a rear-view poem. |
Think for Today The brain has many wrinkles the better to make us thinkle and its matter is always grey like us it’s made of clay. The memory hides inside the forgetory twice as wide they function like a trunk that holds all kinds of junk. Line count: 8 Rhymed couplets For Express It In Eight, 08.12.24 Prompt: Words associated with elephants: gray, trunk, tusk, wrinkles, memory, matriarch. Include 2 or 3 of the given words in your poem, but your poem should NOT be about elephants. |
Sporophore He was a fun guy of the Fungi family, with kin of micelial connections stretching far under soil and the past. Though serious of face and demeanour his humour would mushroom at times, inspired with the wisdom of age. Out here in the shadows of forest he communed with his ancestors alone. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 08.09.24 Prompt: As per illustration. |