*Magnify*
    April     ►
SMTWTFS
 
1
2
3
4
5
6
7
8
9
10
11
12
13
14
15
16
17
18
19
20
21
22
23
24
25
26
27
28
29
30
Archive RSS
SPONSORED LINKS
Printed from https://www.writing.com/main/books/item_id/2268464-Eight-line-Poems/sort_by/entry_order DESC, entry_creation_time DESC/page/12
Rated: E · Book · Entertainment · #2268464
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.
Previous ... 8 9 10 11 -12- 13 14 15 16 17 ... Next
November 14, 2023 at 7:18am
November 14, 2023 at 7:18am
#1059472
A Clear Poem

Look there, where the light reflects upon the page,
you might not see it from that angle,
imagine that it’s hidden from limelight on the stage,
don’t grasp it - better that it’s wangled.

Try squinting and gaze into the distance,
apprehension requires that you intuit,
so much depends upon the happenstance,
the problem being you can see through it!



Line cont: 8
Rhymed abab
For Express It In Eight, 11.14.23
Prompt: Write a clear poem.

November 13, 2023 at 6:35am
November 13, 2023 at 6:35am
#1059415
Knock Knock

Knock knock, comes the familiar sound,
someone at the door it seems.
A second chance on a hopeful round,
or landlord come to end your dreams?

Ed McMahon with stupendous prize,
salesman with some life enhancer?
Possibilities before your eyes -
get up, man, and go to answer.



Line count: 8
Rhymed abab
For Express It In Eight, 11.13.23
Prompt: Knock.

November 12, 2023 at 7:28am
November 12, 2023 at 7:28am
#1059360
Carpe Diem

To meditate
upon predicate
is to procrastinate
beyond the ultimate.

Be bold
and not old,
completely sold
whate'er may unfold.



Line count: 8
Rhymed aaaa bbbb
For Express It In Eight, 11.12.23
Prompt: Meditate.

November 11, 2023 at 6:27am
November 11, 2023 at 6:27am
#1059295
Weather Report

There will come soft rain,
in these British Isles, that’s a given,
though not at all a pain,
nor reason to give in,

the climate being temperate,
and gentle in its moods,
not some dehydrated emirate
with sweaty attitudes.



Line count: 8
Rhymed abab
For Express It In Eight, 11.11.23
Prompt:
There Will Come Soft Rain by Sara Teasdale.

November 10, 2023 at 10:31am
November 10, 2023 at 10:31am
#1059251
Blue

When the world turned blue.
saturated in shadow and gloom,
the cows, at first befuddled
that all had become so muddled,
held a meeting to discuss
if blue food should be a fuss,
but Daisy declared that grass
was grass and deserved a pass.



Line count: 8
Rhymed aabb
For Express It In Eight, 11.10.23
Prompt: Cows under a surreal blue sky.

November 5, 2023 at 6:47am
November 5, 2023 at 6:47am
#1058932
Sliced green peppers looking like faces.


A Singing Sensation

That singing quintet
(acapella to the core),
Five Green Peppers,
so cool and even more,
available on diskette,
harmonies top drawer,
and all are high steppers,
a guaranteed encore.



Line count: 8
Rhymed abcbabcb
For Express It In Eight
As per illustration.

November 4, 2023 at 11:40am
November 4, 2023 at 11:40am
#1058880
Good Old C.S.

Clive Staples Lewis -
no matter what your excuse is,
if you haven’t read his books,
you deserve all kinds of looks
for being too old for sense,
just lost in a forest too dense,
and too young to believe
what everyone else can perceive.



Line count: 8
Rhymed aabb
For Express It In Eight, 11.04.23
Prompt: "Those of us who are blamed when old for reading childish books were blamed when children for reading books too old for us. No reader worth his salt trots along in obedience to a time-table.” ― C.S. Lewis

November 3, 2023 at 8:35am
November 3, 2023 at 8:35am
#1058803
A Torn Poem

When the storms of life are through
and the calm of age descends
as from skies now blue,
the jagged edges of our pain,
but by time and wear blunted,
are memories we look back on,
detached reflection
papering over the scars.



Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 11.03.23
Prompt: Write a torn poem.

November 2, 2023 at 10:45am
November 2, 2023 at 10:45am
#1058622
Forgiveness?

Sweet forgiveness is rare enough
in the blame culture of today;
we’re not made of such fine stuff,
more often needing someone to pay
the piper wants his pound of flesh,
and slight offence requires rebuke,
so every cut just wounds afresh,
and slightest hurt demands a nuke.



Line count: 8
Rhymed abab
For Express It In Eight, 11.02.23
Prompt: Forgiveness.

November 1, 2023 at 11:27am
November 1, 2023 at 11:27am
#1058436
Dog asleep on the master's bed.


Dog Dreams

Dog dreams in the comfort of the master’s bed,
the lingering warmth an assurance in the midst of absence,
and sleep to take the edge off the empty hours,
to run the phantom fields of expansive summer.

Chasing with the pack the aromatic prey,
smells of grass and ground afloat upon the wind,
loud the breath and panting in the ear,
pounding with the claws in measured, careless tread.



Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 11.01.23
Prompt: Illustration of dog asleep upon the master’s bed.

1,000 Entries · *Magnify*
Page of 100 · 10 per page   < >
Previous ... 8 9 10 11 -12- 13 14 15 16 17 ... Next

© Copyright 2024 Beholden (UN: beholden at Writing.Com). All rights reserved.
Beholden has granted Writing.Com, its affiliates and its syndicates non-exclusive rights to display this work.

Printed from https://www.writing.com/main/books/item_id/2268464-Eight-line-Poems/sort_by/entry_order DESC, entry_creation_time DESC/page/12