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Rated: E · Book · Entertainment · #2268464
Entries to Express It In Eight from September 2020 to the present .
The number of poems enforce the use of blog format with ten poems per page.
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May 22, 2022 at 2:22pm
May 22, 2022 at 2:22pm
#1032727
Mississippi

Downstream, the river relaxes,
unmindful of its tempestuous youth,
it slows its pace, spreads wide
across the plain, undecided
upon direction, bending and looping,
leaving ox bow lakes in its wake,
seeking the ocean and its rest,
yet unhurried.



Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 05.22.22
Prompt: Downstream.

May 21, 2022 at 3:59pm
May 21, 2022 at 3:59pm
#1032691
Compass

The compass knows but one thing,
is single-minded in intent,
devotes its life to this lone cause,
prepares for universal answer
to the question, “Where am I?”

Fulfilled in purpose and its being,
the compass shrugs, it cannot know,
but points and says, “That’s North.”



Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 05.21.22
Prompt: North.

May 20, 2022 at 9:16am
May 20, 2022 at 9:16am
#1032626
From the Carriage

Shadows move closer,
leaping at the windows,
blurred and flickering,
as the train enters the cutting.
Empty fields ensue,
now the shadows lengthen,
tall spectres racing, hurdling
gates, fences and hedges.



Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 05.20.22
Prompt: Begin your poem with, “Shadows move closer.”

May 19, 2022 at 11:17am
May 19, 2022 at 11:17am
#1032595
Howdy, Stranger

There are cowboys and cowboys
but much depends on you,
and which movies were joys
as through childhood you grew.

In silence you watched the deeds of Tom Mix,
then came Gene Autry whose gaze was like flint,
later the Duke was prob’ly your pick,
but for me the hero was the man they named Clint.



Line count: 8
Rhymed abab cdcd
For Express It In Eight, 05.19.22
Prompt: "My Heroes Have Always Been Cowboys.”

May 18, 2022 at 11:51am
May 18, 2022 at 11:51am
#1032567
Attempt at surreal sculpture.


Carapace

Great, bulbous beetle,
scrap metal in pain,
warped grey carapace,
windowed with misshapen glass,
deposited by the ghostly trees,
abandoned, rejected, left,
reaching for the stars,
wrecked alien craft.



Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 05.18.22
Prompt; As per illustration.

May 17, 2022 at 8:51am
May 17, 2022 at 8:51am
#1032524
Cows on Rampage

Here they come, strolling down the sidewalk,
a gang of them, switchblades at the ready,
mooing their contempt at all they pass,
leather jackets tattooed with messages,
like “Mother” and “Hell’s Herd on Stampede.”
Full of loud and lewd suggestions
to any bull that crosses their path,
while shoving sharks into the bushes.



Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 05.17.22
Prompt: Cows kill more Americans each year than sharks do.

May 16, 2022 at 9:35am
May 16, 2022 at 9:35am
#1032474
Beetles

The Volkswagen Beetle,
reputed to be so airtight
it could float without leaks,
and in my imagination,
as fast as you closed a door,
the resultant air pressure
would pop open the other.

The Third Reich’s Revenge!



Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 05.16.22
Prompt: When one door shuts, another door opens.

May 14, 2022 at 4:14pm
May 14, 2022 at 4:14pm
#1032400
Go Gentle This Time

Ah, Thomas and your hallowed verse,
singing in your Welsh voice loud and
drunken in the bars of England beyond
the power and majesty of your words,
it’s no wonder that we celebrate you,
your rage against age that welcomes
meekly death as a final release, relief,
we listen spellbound to your beauty.



Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 05.14.22
Prompt: International Dylan Thomas Day.
May 13, 2022 at 10:21am
May 13, 2022 at 10:21am
#1032350
Tunnel

Far off, a spark shines in the velvet dark,
speaking of exits and the outside world
while the blackness gathers around us
and the air lies heavy and thick on the skin.

A fumble for the switch and torchlight
pools on the blank rockface, a guide
down the narrow corridor of stifling night
that leads us ever deeper in mute silence.



Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 05.13.22
Prompt: Write a tunnel poem.

May 12, 2022 at 8:25pm
May 12, 2022 at 8:25pm
#1032328
Karma

Just deserts,
with honour crowned,
or maybe punishment
for deeds astray,
perhaps best to stay
in shadowed quiet,
there to consume
those just desserts.



Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 05.12.22
Prompt: Honor.


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