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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. |
| Gimme You say it will kill me, it’s not that I care - at least it will fill me and I’ve got you there. The fact is I need it, you could say I’m parasitical, don’t care who decreed it, my bacon level’s at critical. Line count: 8 Rhymed abab For Express It In Eight, 09.23.23 Prompt: Bacon Level, Alabama. |
| Ruin Though I know that England’s empire has returned into sand Vanished from my hand Left me blindly here to stand, but still not sleeping My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet I have no one to meet And the ancient empty streets too dead for dreaming Mr. Tambourine Man, Bob Dylan The map’s brave red leached by the sun Dyed a million colours by the rain The memories come home to roost Graffiti drawn by fingers on the pane So the evening’s shadows soundless fall The stones of yesterday reduced to dust No more the faint lullaby of bugles call Our edifice alone and dreaming rusts. Line count: 8 Rhymed abcb For Express It In Eight, 09.22.23 Prompt: Write a poem about ruins. |
| I Bought a Lemon The lady so forward and zesty I made her my positive besty The problem was I Was backward and shy So I left and now live in Trieste. It’s all very well To come out of your shell But for me it was something like hell. Line count: 8 Form: Augmented limerick (I just invented it) For Express It In Eight, 09.21.23 Prompt: Write a zesty poem. |
| The Bowling Green I did not mean thus to demean the finest green that I have seen, it was my bent that what I meant (my wish fervent is heaven sent) was to secure my motives pure, I do assure (not to obscure) your fabled lawn is neatly shorn, so sweetly drawn to greet the dawn. Line count: 8 Rhymed couplets For Express It In Eight, 09.20.23 Prompt: Meant. |
| Oops 3 Full fathom five thy father lies, that’ll teach him to go swimming after eating jumbo burgers, fries, accompanied by women. The weatherman predicted storms, for once he’d got it right, he shattered all the usual norms, your dad he thought it s***e. Line count: 8 Rhymed abab For Express It In Eight, 09.19.23 Prompt: Fathom. |
| What They Used To Be Yggdrasill, the World Tree, older by far than time, to friends it’s known as Iggy, not oak, nor beech, not larch, not verdant lime, but ash, declared the Piggy, higher than the beetling sky, bright as summertime, there’s none dare call it Twiggy, but now its fame has passed away, its honour only grime, I think I need a ciggy. Line count: 8 Rhymed abababab For Express It In Eight, 09.18.23 Prompt: Write a poem about something/someone old. |
 Hulk In a place called Beira, in Mozambique, where the Indian Ocean laps at the edge of Africa, the sands hold a great, red, rusted hulk, huge upon the beach where tourists play. Who knows the night when this bold trader was cast upon the shore by some wild storm? It was forty years ago that her rusty bones stood monumental on the sand. Long gone now. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 09.16.23 Prompt: As per illustration. |
| Casanova’s Lament There’s something about me, when I enter a room, all the ladies turn to see, as though I’d gone Boom! My attraction must be great, more than anyone could hope, so many smiles on my plate, with forty winks I can’t cope. Line count: 8 Rhymed abab For Express It In Eight, 09.15.23 Prompt: Forty winks. |
| Uninvited Guest Fruit fly, fruit fly, little black dot, in front of my eye, this wavering spot. Hatched from some ‘nanas, and never you’re still; how can something so gaga be so hard to kill? Line count: 8 Rhymed abab For Express It In Eight, 09.14.23 Prompt: Write a poem about an annoyance. |
| Dial Emma When Donna gave me the come-onna, I wanted to honour her offer; though she hardly seemed a Madonna, she had plenty of charms to proffer. Her looks were completely inviting, but, loth to demean her honour, still I found her presence exciting, can’t decide whether off ‘er or on ‘er. Line count: 8 Rhymed abab For Express It In Eight, 09.13.23 Prompt: Honour. |
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