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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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December 8, 2023 at 7:17am
December 8, 2023 at 7:17am
#1060678
Vertigo

The CNA bookshop in Pietermaritzburg,
is a tall, narrow, three-sided tower,
and in my day the roof was accessible,
a study in height indeed, a lesson
in the acquisition of acrophobia.

On that high, tiny, and unbounded space,
I was an ant on the head of a pin,
raised in frozen fear above the streets below.



Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 12.08.23
Prompt: Write a towering poem.

December 7, 2023 at 8:18am
December 7, 2023 at 8:18am
#1060637
Stone steps arising in a niche.


Ascend

The secret stair between two bastions
compressed beneath the common notice
darkness draped upon the heights
uplifting thought to hidden spaces.

Stone steps arising from the humdrum
invitation offered by their arising
mystery upon their empty faces
destination veiled in every riser.



Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 12.07.23
Prompt: As per illustration.


2023 Quill Nominee

December 6, 2023 at 9:32am
December 6, 2023 at 9:32am
#1060596
Sculpture of crouching body within cocoon.


Withdrawal

I crouch down, defensive,
fold to the smallest target,
shrinking from the pain intensive,
agony my only argot.

Rejection of the world my answer,
behind the skin of my cocoon,
shielded from prevailing cancer,
behind my hands my eyes immune.



Line count: 8
Rhymed abab
For Express It In Eight, 12.06.23
Prompt: As per illustration.

December 5, 2023 at 3:24pm
December 5, 2023 at 3:24pm
#1060572
Season’s Greeting

Winter pokes its head above the parapet,
with flinty eyes surveys the waiting world,
when weather news speaks of coming snow,
white flakes falling in the window’s future.

Will we wind the blankets a little tighter,
wait with bated breath the creeping cold,
watch while temperatures be daily falling,
wish we in warmer climes were to be found?



Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 12.05.23
Prompt: Write a poem whose lines all begin with the same letter.

December 4, 2023 at 5:24pm
December 4, 2023 at 5:24pm
#1060535
Guardian of the Shore

A wind-shaped tree
bending, all branches gathered, twisted,
pleading for return
from someday long and far away,
sweeping, wide-winged
to the departed gale,
stands dark and silhouetted
‘gainst the bright ocean far below.



Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eighty, 12.04.23
Prompt: Choose a word or words from these three poems to include in a poem of your own!

December 3, 2023 at 9:58am
December 3, 2023 at 9:58am
#1060480
Carolina Morning

Wide awake in South Carolina,
gentle breezes kiss my face.
It’s so true, there’s nothing finer,
ferocious winters don’t know this place.

But surely this cannot be so,
astral travel’s a myth I deem,
and how could I unconscious go
from north to south - it was a dream.



Line count: 8
Rhymed abab
For Express It In Eight, 12.03.23
Prompt: Wide Awake, South Carolina.

December 1, 2023 at 10:54am
December 1, 2023 at 10:54am
#1060381
Go South Young Man

I never could see a reason
for seeking a northwest passage -
no matter what the season
the ice gonna do some damage,
and your boat will always get stuck,
a pebble in a glacier,
so you would get much better luck
digging canals somewhere hotter and lazier.



Line count: 8
Rhymed abab
For Express It In Eight, 12.01.23
Prompt: Photo of lost Franklin Expedition.

November 30, 2023 at 8:40am
November 30, 2023 at 8:40am
#1060325
Juice

Never mind the juice, Bruce,
just savour the flavour;
I know that you are loose, Bruce,
but give the peach a waiver.

I know you do not care for
the how and why and wherefore,
but the dripping from your chin
should not cause unholy din.



Line count: 8
Rhymed abab ccdd
For Express It In Eight, 11.30.23
Prompt: Juice.

November 29, 2023 at 10:54am
November 29, 2023 at 10:54am
#1060285
Horizontal

Out there the horizon is flat,
as straight as though honed
by a giant plane in the grip
of some vast carpenter.

Yet even here, on the Great Plains,
there are secret pits and dimples,
hidey holes in the emptiness,
where the sky closes in above.



Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 11.29.23
Prompt: Write a horizontal poem.

November 28, 2023 at 7:14am
November 28, 2023 at 7:14am
#1060245
Smartly dressed mannequin apparently about town.


Mannequin

Mannequin about the town,
spruce and chic in understatement,
jaunty hat over one eye pulled down,
and jacket loose in fashionwise abatement,
make up stark in colours prime,
stands she tall among the crowd,
haughty conqueror of time,
reflected in her window proud.



Line count: 8
Rhymed abab
For Express It In Eight, 11.28.23
Prompt: As per illustration.


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