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. |
A Sunday Remembered Just one Sunday, a bright sunny Sunday, and, for a change, the Friends’ meeting house, bright, silent room, heads in meditation, windows bright with light, the air numinous. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 02.27.22 Prompt: Sunday. |
Saturnalia No Saturdays can compare with those of my youth. While parents snooze in bed, kids own the tube the cartoons fill the morning, blessed sloth defeats the demon duty, and summer smiles with sunlight. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 02.26.22 Prompt: Saturday. |
Legal Tender “I promise to pay the bearer on demand…” not that I ever heard of anyone so bold as to ask for the gold, defeated, as no doubt they were, as how to gain the most benefit from the fabulous yellow metal, the point being, of course, to rid our pockets of such heavy tender. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 02.25.22 Prompt: 1862 – US law is passed authorizing the United States Note (greenback) into circulation, first flat paper money as legal tender. |
A Song of Suet Dumplings should be made with suet, white nuggets of gold we mined for in a steaming stew to savour, prospectors of the tasty treat, as we were in our fabled heyday. All mined out now, and suet a forgotten dream; small comfort that we know now how it’s made. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 02.24.22 Prompt: Dumpling. |
Toxic Consideration Had my pen loaded with poison, all primed and ready to write. Then second thoughts eroded intent, I inspected my motives instead. What wrongs will be righted by this, some cheap satisfaction at most? Far better to rise above hatred and let karma decide on the rest. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 02.23.22 Prompt: Poison. |
Drought In their great pain they prayed for rain, devised new dances, went into trances. Storm clouds massed in the skies at last, but such was their fate, the rain came too late. Line count: 8 Rhymed aabb For Express It In Eight, 02.22.22 Prompt: Illustration of dry plain with dead trees. |
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. |