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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. |
| Amelia Earhart We still think of her, you know, her disappearance a heck of a blow - lost forever in the mighty Pacific, and a legend that’s quite magnific. A skeleton on little Nikumaroro (less populated than ancient Bordeaux) might be hers and some think it’s so, but the truth we’ll not ever know. Line count: 8 Rhymed aabb (well, you try finding a rhyme for Nikumaroro) For Express It In Eight, 05.30.25 Prompt: Write a poem about someone who got lost. |
| Dream High on the mountain crag Eponymus the wayward sheep surveys the crumbling plain the sunset green and void. I’ll dine with you tonight I said amid dreams of silverware and nostrils twitching wide with the taste of mutton and mint. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 05.28.25 Prompt: Write a surreal poem. |
| Medicine Cod liver oil, your day was sure to spoil - my mother and a spoon, tastebuds to swoon. Intended as a tonic, taste reputed chronic, I never got it right, the stuff was my delight! Line count: 8 Rhymed aabb For Express It In Eight, 05.27.25 Prompt: Taste of your own medicine. |
| Pluto There from my distance far cast from the planet’s club for being the smallest star I receive the grandest snub And do I not in mighty loop circle the father of us all clear the dust with gravity’s scoop reflect the light in darkest pall? Line count: 8 Rhymed abab For Express It In Eight, 05.26.25 Prompt: Write a “going round in circles” poem. |
| Tapestry of Memory “Preserve your memories they’re all that’s left you” Simon & Garfunkel - Bookends 1968 Each stitch in the tapestry a memory preserved in the album of the past and blue and white the hands that turn the dark pages of yesteryear the dusty volume of your history. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 05.25.25 Prompt: Write a poem entitled “Tapestry of Memory.” "Tapestry of Memory"  |
| Just Jesting “Just because I can,” he said and there’s no denying that his silence says more instead - Jim is not jolly and fat. Join me in jabbing the bear, tease him till he hits us back. When he sees that we don’t care, he’ll shout like a jumping jack. Line count: 8 Rhymed abab For Express It In Eight, 05. 24.25 Prompt: Write a poem that contains 3 - 4 words that begin with ‘J.’ |
| Chewy Granola bar so chewy my daily breakfast treat no please do not say “Fooey” it’s what I like to eat so early in the morning before the sun has riz (I know it’s slowly dawning) my Chewy bar’s the biz. Line count: 8 Rhymed abab For Express It In Eight, 05.23.25 Prompt: Write a chewy poem. Note: I can’t help it - Chewy is the name of my granola bar manufacturer. |
| Procrastinate Now! No finer time than the present if only the future weren't there with blandishment incandescent and its acres of space to spare. The past is done and recorded so I’ll give yesterday a miss with today bought and afforded tomorrow might still earn the kiss. Line count: 8 Rhymed abab For Express It In Eight, 05.22.25 Prompt: Procrastinate now! |
| A Naughty One North Pole said to the South, “I’m the king of the castle.” and South said to the North, “I’ve wrapped up a brick in a parcel and sent it to Spain with a note to explain it came from an Englishman’s limerick.” Line count: 8 Rhymed abcbddef For Express It In Eight, 05.21.25 Prompt: Write a conversation poem between opposites. |
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