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 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. |
| Unfamiliar Territory Out there in the wilds where the trees and the grass hold sway the midnight trail shines ghostly in the light of the vagrant moon. Hasten on your way homeward, traveller, for out here the spirits are ancient creatures of the open sky without thought of house and home. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 10.28.25 Prompt: Write a poem about walking a spooky rural road around midnight. |
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Dan is a poet; I can point out at least one of ID's songs that has a perfectly symmetrical syllable count. Ryan leaves more up to the skill of his voice...
