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March 4, 2022 at 1:16pm
March 4, 2022 at 1:16pm
#1028304
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.
March 4, 2022 at 1:15pm
March 4, 2022 at 1:15pm
#1028303
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.

March 4, 2022 at 1:14pm
March 4, 2022 at 1:14pm
#1028302
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.
March 4, 2022 at 1:11pm
March 4, 2022 at 1:11pm
#1028301
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
.
March 4, 2022 at 1:10pm
March 4, 2022 at 1:10pm
#1028300
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.

March 4, 2022 at 1:08pm
March 4, 2022 at 1:08pm
#1028299
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.

March 4, 2022 at 1:07pm
March 4, 2022 at 1:07pm
#1028298
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.

March 4, 2022 at 1:06pm
March 4, 2022 at 1:06pm
#1028296
Click

Soul catcher, snap shooter,
once with bellows,
now it’s mobile,
watch the birdie
or secret agent,
Ansel Adams
or paparazzi,
moments of our daily lives.



Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 02.08.22
Prompt: Illustration of an old bellows camera.
March 4, 2022 at 1:04pm
March 4, 2022 at 1:04pm
#1028295
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.

March 4, 2022 at 1:03pm
March 4, 2022 at 1:03pm
#1028294
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.


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