%%USERNAME%%    %%ACCWORDS%% %%ONOFF%% |
 |  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. |
| Jellyfish The jelly fish is a smelly fish, when cast upon the shore. Don’t put it in your bellyfish, you won’t be wanting more. But, if you see them in the sea, diaphanous and bright, beware their streamers floating free,, those strings can really bite! Line count: 8 Rhymed abab For Express It In Eight, 02.09.22 Prompt: Jellyfish. |
| Moonshine How bright the nightly moon doth wax! It guides us so into our tracks, the poet sings of silvered nights, the lover claims romantic rights, the spaceman fares from here to there, the farmer tells the time of year, and, strange to tell, the lunatic is led to speak in terms emphatic. Line count: 8 Rhymed aabb For Express It In Eight, 02.07.22 Prompt: Lunatic. |
| Fields of Concrete The man of the city, so wistful of the time his ancestors tilled the hard earth and sang songs of the seasons, has no past and sings no songs, tills only plastic and paper in the dreams of others. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 02.05.22 Prompt: September Tomatoes by Karina Borowicz. |
| Dialogue My brain says, “Hasta la vista,” but my mind says, “No way, mister. To answer the prompt is my worry and it’s better to be safe than sorry. The concerns of Spanish translation only gift me with constipation; so, to keep my mind on the task is all that I really should ask.” Line count: 8 Rhymed aabb For Express It In Eight, 02.04.22 Prompt: Better safe than sorry. |
| Dust Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, and surely we are dust in the wind, raised from the dust beneath our feet, multiplied and spread upon the land, a dust bowl to the earth. And yet, the very dust bears fruit, each of our countless millions being the apple of His eye. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 02.03.22 Prompt: Song by Kansas, Dust in the Wind. |
| Tomorrow “I’ll see you tomorrow,” the brakeman kindly said, and I disguised my sorrow since all the flags were red. I replied, “God willing,” having done all the sums, and all came out quite chilling, for tomorrow never comes. Line count: 8 Rhymed abab For Express It In Eight, 02.02.22 Prompt: "Well, what if there is no tomorrow? There wasn't one today." |
| Eight The reason for being comes clear, in the long run, at life’s ending, beyond the purview of science, it is a matter of the heart. As the light grows dim and misty, all life narrows to just one point, so bright in the shadows of dusk is the well earned relief of death. Line count: 8 Free verse, syllables 8 per line For Express It In Eight, 02.01.22 Prompt: Write an eight-line poem with exactly eight words in each line. Prompt words are REASON and SCIENCE. |
| Snapshot In the forests of the frozen north the snow lies heavy upon the ground, frost paints the endless trees, and a bridge leaps the mirrored stream. A train pauses in mid tiptoe across the latticed arch, captivated perhaps, by its clear reflection in the water far below. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 01.30.22 Prompt: Illustration of a frozen landscape and bridge over a river. |
 Under 2 Like an iceberg, showing barely a tenth of its mass above the waves, the baobab, the upside down tree, waving its roots to the winds. Who knows what grows underneath? Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 01.29.22 Prompt: Illustration of tree with roots in the air, flowering underground. |
View Portfolio
Visit Notebook
Send Gift Points
Awards
Badges
Send Email
Community Newsfeed
General Discussion
Sponsored Items
Book of Trinkets
Static Items
Books
Groups
Interactive Stories
Audio
Campfire Creatives
Community Notes
Crossword Puzzles
Documents
Folders
Images
In & Outs
Madlibs
Photo Albums
Polls
Product Reviews
Quizzes
Survey Forms
Web Pages
Word Searches
