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March 4, 2022 at 11:53am
March 4, 2022 at 11:53am
#1028238
Doomsday

A short break and I returned,
to the world where anything could happen,
the land of hopes and dreams,
the place of triumph and elation,
only to find it gone, mysteriously vanished,
leaving only a void of despair.

My world ended, I cry aloud,
“Oh no, Writing dot Com is down!”



Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 11.04.21
Prompt: The day you thought the world ended.
March 4, 2022 at 11:52am
March 4, 2022 at 11:52am
#1028237
A Moral Tale

Cheap knives are chamfered
along one side of the blade only,
this leading to misdirection
of the cut, slipping away from
the intent. Real knives
are chamfered on both sides
and are straight and true
in the slice. Don’t be cheap.



Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 11.03.21
Prompt: Knife.
March 4, 2022 at 11:50am
March 4, 2022 at 11:50am
#1028236
Mole

Mole hunter she was, our Staffie*
brindled, broad and beautiful,
digging at the molehill,
nose down, forelegs scrabbling.
She never caught a thing,
but one day a man came up,
mole in hand, charcoal dark,
we stroked its silken fur.



Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 11.02.21
Prompt: Write a poem about your childhood, either a single event or a general observation.
* Staffie - Abbreviation for Staffordshire Bull Terrier.
March 4, 2022 at 11:49am
March 4, 2022 at 11:49am
#1028235
Windy

Late last night I woke,
hearing the wind hissing in the trees,
tugging at the house,
sending a garbage bin banging
down the street.
For a moment I feared for the power,
savaged by the gale, but then
I snuggled down and slept.



Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 11.01.21
Prompt: Lying in bed at night, listening to the wind or the rain outside.
March 4, 2022 at 11:28am
March 4, 2022 at 11:28am
#1028233
Doubt

Are you sure, are you sure
you navigated aright?
I know you planned the tour
and were up half the night,
but this doesn’t look like Spain
(I saw some penguins twice),
that was snow last night, not rain,
and those are cliffs of ice.



Line count: 8
Rhymed abab
For Express It In Eight, 10.31.21
Prompt: Photo of red-sailed yacht in front of glacier with red moon rising.
March 4, 2022 at 11:27am
March 4, 2022 at 11:27am
#1028232
Astronomy Domine

Eyes on the sky,
counting stars,
wondering why
no life on Mars.
Errant asteroids,
vivid nebulae
filling the void,
the discs will see.



Line count: 8
Rhymed abab
For express It In Eight, 10.30.21
Prompt: Illustration of astronomical discs.
March 4, 2022 at 11:26am
March 4, 2022 at 11:26am
#1028231
Repeat After Me

Pity the guy
who had to transcribe
all the oo-oohs
of this song.

He’s up there
with those unfortunates
still writing sha-na-na
and do-wah-diddy.



Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 10.29.21
Prompt: The song, Don’t Worry Be Happy
March 4, 2022 at 11:25am
March 4, 2022 at 11:25am
#1028230
Uncertainty

Glanced at Eight this morning,
thought, “Now that is cool”
and liked it without warning -
I’d forgotten I’m a fool.

Second thoughts aren’t easy,
unsure I have become,
the first might have been breezy,
the second’s made me glum.



Line count: 8
Rhymed abab
For Express It In Eight, 10.28.21
Prompt: Write an unsure poem.
March 4, 2022 at 11:24am
March 4, 2022 at 11:24am
#1028229
Five Cats

Five cats, regarding Vincent’s work,
The Starry Night, revealed
their thoughts, as cats are wont to do.
“Astigmatism,” said the orange one,
the white ones disagreed, saying
“it’s how he wished it be.”
The black opined, “That’s Sirius,”
the fifth enquired, “Which is the Mouse?”



Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 10.27.21
Prompt: Illustration of cats observing van Gogh’s
The Starry Night.
March 4, 2022 at 11:22am
March 4, 2022 at 11:22am
#1028228
Mystification

Consternation greets the realisation
that life may be pure dramatisation
that everything is just aberration
and all our dreams are affectation

Abnegation of such cerebration
could provide a better dispensation
especially if, with cogitation,
everything leads to osculation.



Line count: 8
Rhymed comic verse
For Express It In Eight, 10.26.21
Prompt: Consternation.

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