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 |  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. |
 Decay Man stands in the misted waste, the ghosts of trees merging with the gloom, a forest, long departed, phantom shadows of the past. In the grey dust of crumbling concrete the bones of buildings long gone the urban jungle withered and spent yet man still standing. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 04.18.22 Prompt: As per illustration. |
| Philip Larkin I admit I leaped upon this chance to write of that previous oxymoron, a Coventry poet of lugubrious mien, the opposite of mere romance, unlikely issue of industrial neurons, this voice adrift in the guilded scene. Most recent arrival in my trio of countrymen, no fable he, almanacked yet ordinary. Line count: 8 Rhymed abcabc xy For Express It In Eight, 04.17.22 Prompt: Read At Grass by Philip Larkin, then choose 2 - 3 words from the poem to incorporate into a poem of your own. Notes: I nearly fell over when I saw that the chosen poet for this prompt was the Coventry poet, Philip Larkin. As a Coventry kid myself, I have been aware of his presence (like a weight around my neck) for many years now (the trio mentioned is that of Shakespeare, Tolkien and Larkin). As a manufacturing city for centuries (a product of the guilds representing trades referred to obliquely in my poem - no, it wasn’t a typo), Coventry is an unlikely place to be the origin of poets and writers. Its libraries are filled with How To books. Larkin has been described as marked by “a very English, glum accuracy,” all of which endears him to me. |
| Questionnaire Just think, someone cares enough to ask your opinion, the horns of dilemma pain them, so they come to you for answers to the questions that defeat them, you alone can save them from disaster. I know it’s not true, but it’s hard not to feel flattered. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 04.14.22 Prompt: Questionnaire. |
| Radioactive Man Radioactive Man, bitten by a spider quite ordinary, climbs no buildings, spins no webs, but falls from ceilings and, if you close your eyes, glows in the dark. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 04.12.22 Prompt: ”Radioactive Man” (Season 7, Episode 2 of The Simpsons). |
| As I Imagined But… Significant places assume a greatness relative to the history they hosted. Reality reduces them, shrinking to fit our awe inside a smaller package. Trafalgar Square is tiny, a mere model of the dreams its fame fostered, and in Dallas the same is true, the Grassy Knoll less than a hill. Line count: 8 Free verse Dor Express It In Eight, 04.11.22 Prompt: Grassy. |
| Wanderer In the morning the wanderer seeks new vision, rides the tides of desire, feeds the soul of change. Now, as evening shadows deepen, he roams the silent past, treads the paths long gone and settles for the memory. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 04.09.22 Prompt: Choose a word that begins with W, make it the title of your poem, and then write your poem. |
| Warning Tread wary as you go and take things very slow; I tell you what I know from pain to heel and toe. The land has set its traps, its vigilance won’t lapse; you might escape perhaps, but likely take your raps. Line count: 8 Rhymed aaaa bbbb, 6 syllables per line For Express It In Eight, 04.08.22 Prompt: Photo of barrel cacti littering the desert floor. |
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