Entries to Express It In Eight from September 2020 to the present . |
The number of poems enforces the use of blog format with ten poems per page. |
The Law of Dynamics A spinning top will wobble as it slows and loses balance. The Earth has a wobble too perhaps weary of constant rotation. Will some giant hand spin the globe again before it topples and comes to rest? Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 02.21.22 Prompt: Wobble. |
Decisions, Decisions Look before you leap but don’t hesitate or you’ll be lost. The story has two sides - if we refuse to choose and hear no more, can we assume the news is good? Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 02.18.22 Prompts: Look before you leap. There are two sides to every story. No news is good news. |
Inspiration Some bright spark leaps out ahead, a sharp idea makes him cry and bellow, “It’s all quite clear inside my head!” inspires the others to blindly follow. Purple, blue, green, orange and red, take their lead from blazing yellow switched on, he is, enlightened fellow, conductor now, he reigns instead. Line count: 8 Rhymed abab abba For Express It In Eight, 02.16.22 Prompt: The picture says it all! Note: The pun in the last line is entirely intended as a reference to rainbows. |
Rocket Science That there boy’s so lazy, just one thing will get him goin’ and that’s my pappy’s remedy for all those that be ailin’ so. Light a fire underneath his butt, guaranteed to get him movin’, never seen him run so fast, same principle as rocket science. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 02.15.22 Prompt: Rocket science. |
Meander The river is a living thing, looping like a snake; it slides off the slip-off slope and makes a cut-off bank, so writhing across the plain, ever changing and inconstant, mocking our attempts to use it as a bound’ry. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 02.14.22 Prompt: Slope, boundary. Note: The use of the Mississippi as a boundary between states has led to some odd anomalies as the river has changed its course over the years. Tiny slices of one state now find themselves on the wrong side of the river, making a complete nonsense of cartographers’ drawing of lines. |
Log of the Rover Opportunity Imagine the loneliness of me, cast upon the arid sands of Mars to wander, a friendless spider, across the scorching waste always seeking moisture, sampling dirt and dust, fruitless, ever obedient to my orders. I welcome the final storm. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 02.13.22 Prompt: Mars Rover Concludes 15-year Mission. |
Who Needs Nobel? The memory of Darwin, evolving with the ages, speaks too of those who star in the award for less than sages. So here’s to those who volunteer to keep the gene pool pure; the Darwin Award from all their peers will be their prize for sure. Line count: 8 Rhymed abab For Express It In Eight, 02.13.22 Prompt: International Darwin Day. |
Supermarket Warrior You served me well, you, with your constant desire to turn left, one wheel twirling uselessly, while the others squeaked in approval. Caged no more, in a watery grave you lie. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 02.11.22 Prompt: The Stray Shopping Carts of Eastern North America: A Guide to Field Identification by Julian Montague. |
Slough The serpent in molt, casting his former life to the wind, and careless of his ruffian past, repeats his crimes in rebirth, having learned nothing. His cast, silvered and transparent, bears no witness to his deeds, returning to the dust. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 02.10.22 Prompt: Molt. Note: ‘Slough,” in this context, is pronounced “sluff.” English does love the “gh” ending. |