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. |
| Harry Fate had it in for Harry beyond what he could parry when crossing at the lights he thought he had it right. The lights they all went green when red they had just been and now the news was famed poor Harry became fair game. Line count: 8 Rhymed aabb For Get The Picture? 02.18.26 Prompt: Photo of man crossing the road under green lights. |
| Sky I asked the sky how is it, why are you so utter blue, when all you have to do is show us how heaven, at least on cloud seven and sometimes eleven, is another Devon. Line count: 8 Rhymed aabb cccc For Express It In Eight, 02.18.26 Prompt: Write a poem about a conversation with the sky. Notes: Devon is a county in the south west of England. There are days when it resembles heaven more than anywhere else. |