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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. |
| Thought for the Day All I have and all I want may not be the same for dreams and reality aren’t good company. Satisfaction rules the game peace the eternal goal need and desire conflict and that ain’t destiny. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 02.25.26 Prompt: Begin your poem with the phrase: All I have and all I want. |
| A Crumpled Poem Naughty little poem, won’t do as it’s told; don’t look, don’t show ‘em, it’s really too bold. Crumple it and throw it as far as it will go; even you should know it, don’t ask - it’ll say no. Line count: 8 Rhymed abab For Express It In Eight, 02.23.26 Prompt: Write a crumpled poem. |
| Coelacanth Coelacanth oh coelacanth listen to my heartfelt rant. Hiding in your untold deep out into the light you creep. Once extinct and long forgotten suddenly you’re not so rotten. Here before our very eyes it seems the past is not just lies. Line count: 8 Rhyming couplets in a chant For Express It In Eight, 02.22.26 Prompt: Write a poem so prehistoric. |
| A Cookie, You Say I cannot write about a cookie (although my cat’s name is Pookie) for me the time for this is past, for only in December last (it qualifies as fait accompli) I did the same for Lilli’s Promptly, writing of McVities Hobnob - I’ve had my say and that’s the job. Line count: 8 Rhymed aabb For Express It In Eight, 02.21.26 Prompt: Write a poem about a special cookie. |
| Magician Prestidigitator, the word will do till later, you cannot be magician; at least, that’s my position. Magic is wishful thinking and audience is blinking; your hands may fool the eye but it’s all a clever lie. Line count: 8 Rhymed aabb For Express It In Eight, 02.20.26 Prompt: Write a poem about a magician. |
| 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. |
| Trapped Monster under the bed, not joking - I saw his head; the kind of thing I dread, don't care what my mom has said Dare not run for the door - as soon as my feet touch the floor, that thing will open its maw and on my bones will gnaw. Line count: 8 Rhymed aaaa bbbb For Express It In Eight, 02.17.26 Prompt: Write a poem about something under the bed. |
| Flying They tell me that the flying dream will free us from the bonds of earth; uplifting thought to me it seems - I have to guess at what it’s worth. The only time I took to flight, I had to flap with all my might, and never quite attained the heights - the tree tops caught me on that night. Line count: 8 Rhymed abab For Express It In Eight, 02.16.26 Prompt: Write a poem about when gravity lets you go. |
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