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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. |
| Museums In old age we become museums of ourselves, echoing halls and rooms filled with the clutter of long ago, display cases of what once was, a record of the ages, the imprints of our memories. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 06.11.22 Prompt: Museum. |
| Beacon Cyclops of the shoreline, the lighthouse flashes a single eye, bright beam through the darkness, watching and warning benighted sailors on the waves, “Stay clear for here be rocks.” Mariners count the sequence, their navigation confirmed. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 06.10.22 Prompt: Write a poem about something flashy. |
| Choices Hidden in the day are many dawns of possibilities, effulgent to the brim with thoughts of change and the promise of renewal, presenting just another throw in the immortal game of hope and dream. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 06.09.22 Prompt: Write a hidden poem. Note: As prescribed by the prompt, this poem contains a hidden poem, made easier to identify by emboldening the relevant words. |
| A Tale of Eight Cities Oh, to have the audacity, or even the loquacity, to avoid all mendacity and demonstrate sagacity. If adding the capacity, as well as some tenacity, eschewing all pugnacity, we might come to pure veracity. Line count: 8 Rhymed aaaaaaaa, syllables 88888889 For Express It In Eight, 06.08.22 Prompt: Audacity. |
 Mushrooms Magic mushrooms were a bit after my time, so I cannot say that they lead to an Otherland. The shaggy ink caps, however, picked on walks with my father, and fried on our return, were a passport to heaven indeed. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 06.06.22 Prompt: As per illustration. |
| Disaster In vain the cry goes up, “The red button! Hit the red!” Turning ever faster, the vanes spin till the turbine races uncontrolled, and shatters, flinging shards of mayhem and destruction, tearing veins and ripping limbs, turbojet refusing birth. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 06.04.22 Prompt: Vain, vane, vein. |
| You Are Here Take Psycho Path to its end, in Dementia you’ll arrive; down Farfara Way you wend, and from there to Cattle Drive This leads to Fordfair Lane, and so to Under Pass through the high Sur Mounts, where dwells the fair Wind Lass. Line count: 8 Rhymed abab cdcd For Express It In Eight, 06.03.22 Prompt: Psycho Path – Traverse City, Michigan. |
| Poultry Defences Chicken wire to build the coop set the support posts deep old wooden crates to build a house boxes inside for the laying of eggs and that’s the easy part. But the pièce de résistance surely must be, the passing ogre hired for the scaring of goblins. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 06.02.22 Prompt: Goblin-proofing One’s Chicken Coop. |
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