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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.
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April 17, 2023 at 10:45am
April 17, 2023 at 10:45am
#1048321
Illustration of country dance with figures going to market in the forground.


Market Day

To market, to market, the whole town would go
and on the way there, they’d dream of the show,
the buying and selling, the haggle and deal,
the mooing and neighing, the bleating and squeal,
but mostly they yearned for the coming of night
when all would witness the strangest of sights,
no longer providers and now just the clients,
at the magnificent dance of the giants.



Line count: 8
Rhymed aabb
For Express It In Eight, 04.17.23
Prompt: As per illustration.

April 16, 2023 at 10:05am
April 16, 2023 at 10:05am
#1048285
Aimless

Give me a ticket to anywhere -
I’ll see where it is once I’m there;
I need to ride upon the rails,
it’s either that or go by mail.

I’m not designed to be a parcel,
you’d not fit in my metatarsals;
it’s not that I need to get away,
but here is not where I want to stay.



Line count: 8
Rhymed aabb
For Express It In Eight, 04.16.23
Prompt: Write an aimless poem.

April 15, 2023 at 10:16am
April 15, 2023 at 10:16am
#1048242
Ray Kroc

It’s McDonald’s Day, to celebrate Ray,
like crocodile but spelt with a K,
and who better to sing his song
than Knopfler - he won’t get it wrong.
Only he could write about this,
with his gold-tongued guitar he’s made Ray his,
and so I stand aside for once,
when he gets busy I’m just the dunce.



Line count: 8
Rhymed aabb
For Express It In Eight, 04.15.23
Prompt: McDonald’s Day.
Note: The poem can be sung to the same tune as Knopfler’s song which may account for its apparently strange meter.



April 14, 2023 at 11:36am
April 14, 2023 at 11:36am
#1048190
Mountain

The bare face of the mountain
rises above in naked disdain
for the lives of mere mortals,
assembled like attendants below,
in awe appropriate
and shadowed humility,
scrabbling in the scree
of the peak’s exfoliation.



Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 04.14.23
Prompt: Scree.

April 13, 2023 at 11:20am
April 13, 2023 at 11:20am
#1048143
Mushrooms above a city at night.


Mushrooms 2

So they dropped the bombs,
presumably from boredom,
throwing them at the cities,
those wartime committees,
but they really should have known,
the times being upside down,
that mushroom clouds intended
become cloud mushrooms instead.



Line count: 8
Rhymed (approximately) couplets
For Express It In Eight, 04.13.23
Prompt: As per illustration.

April 12, 2023 at 12:27pm
April 12, 2023 at 12:27pm
#1048079
Sparky

His eyes that sparkle with delight,
mischief being his prime intent,
inform us of his taken right
to lead us on without assent.

And if we acquiesce indeed,
end in searching for the car key,
it’s only true that we concede
it’s not chance his nickname’s Sparky.



Line count: 8
Rhymed abab
For Express It In Eight, 04.12.23
Prompt: Sparky.

April 10, 2023 at 5:23am
April 10, 2023 at 5:23am
#1047937
Kites

Perhaps all kites should be yellow,
it being such a happy colour,
and happiness being the object
of the young soul holding the string.

And if you’re going to dream,
yellow being opposite to blue,
it seems ideal to take you from
the blues and into the blue.



Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 04.10.23
Prompt:
I Dream of Yellow Kites by Retta Bono.

April 9, 2023 at 9:38am
April 9, 2023 at 9:38am
#1047878
A sapling grows within the bole of a shattered old tree.


Re Growth

Tree within tree,
heartwood soul,
this must surely be
the innermost bole,
bark in bark attired,
the strangest under sol,
the only wood required
for carving Russian doll.



Line count: 8
Rhymed abab
For Express It In Eight, 04.09.23
Prompt: As per illustration.

April 8, 2023 at 9:02am
April 8, 2023 at 9:02am
#1047795
Sharks But No Jets

Hark, hark, the sharks do bark
and sometimes ride the surf;
they do it just to make their mark
and delineate their turf.

With jaws like saws they’ll give you pause
and make you yell for mother.
Don’t hang about to find the cause,
run faster than the others.



Line count: 8
Rhymed abab
For Express It In Eight, 04.08.23
Prompt: Image of a shark (probably from Jaws) emerging from the water.

April 7, 2023 at 5:59am
April 7, 2023 at 5:59am
#1047706
Down in the Dumps

“It’s my party and I’ll cry if I want to…”
Lesley Gore’s hit song from her album of the same name, 1963.

Yes, you may complain and that’s your right,
but it’s my party and I'm drained of fight,
since my house has been lost in a sinkhole,
I’ve been trying to have fun in a bowl.

And now you understand the reason I grieve;
we’ll have to climb if ever to leave,
which is why I cannot be so bright -
I am trapped by my fear of heights.



Line count: 8
Rhymed aabb
For Express It In Eight, 04.07.23
Prompt: Worst place to throw a party - in a sinkhole.




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