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. |
Wanderlust Running away with my best friends, Jenny, old Caesar, and me, it’s not that home has come to an end, it’s just that I want to be free. And now for the joys of the road, to wander in lands never seen, to swim in the sea where the river has flowed, tell tales of the places I’ve been. Line count: 8 Rhymed abab For Express It In Eight, 09.12.23 Prompt: As per illustration. |
For Jordan Peterson Interesting scientific facts are becoming rather rare, when everything is bought and sold it’s hard for us to care. If one side brooks no argument and t’other gagged and bound, the truth’s the one that’s crucified and lies retain the crown. Line count: 8 Rhymed abcb abcb For Express It In Eight, 09.11.23 Prompt: Interesting scientific facts. |
Silken Wings In the outer wards, where the insane go, the seriously beyond all hope, condemned against self harm and danger to the rest, in padded cells restrained. Soft upholstered walls. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It in Eight, 09.09.23 Prompt: Silken Wings. |
The Little People Some people they have fairies, their gardens bright and airy, but I live in the woods you see, with gnomes and creatures ugly. There’s one lives here inside a stone, his wife’s a goblin crone; they run the local mud pie shop, and sell me mutton chops. Line count: 8 Rhyming couplets For Express It In Eight, 09.08.23 Prompt: As per illustration. |
Snicker Sly giggle behind the masking hand and flirting with forbidden thoughts, though not to balk or make a stand, mockery hid and seldom caught. The snicker thrives in stealth and shade, no promise given, no payment made, so singular is its muffled raid, unlike the laugh in loud parade. Line count: 8 Rhymed abab cccc For Express It In Eight, 09.07.23 Prompt: Snicker. |
4:51am Awake and the night reluctant releases its hold, sleep drains from my mind as orientation begins. Day? A passing moment delivers a handhold, Wednesday the consensus of gathered memory. Get up? Bodily comfort assessed and five more minutes decided. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 09.06.23 Prompt: Awake |
Fire and Faith Fire in the outhouse burning bright Fiery her hair in the stiffening breeze Flung open the window for the morning air Forlorn the dog’s despairing gaze Fresh the fare on checkered tablecloth Frank her gaze in painter’s eyes Free her mood and confident For her fate in Father’s hands. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express it in Eight, 09.05.23 Prompt: Write a poem whose lines all begin with the same letter. |
The Key Tree The key tree waits with key to paradise gate. Choose wisely now, can’t tell you how, for only one (the rest make fun) can open wide, let you inside. Line count: 8 Rhyming couplets For Express It in Eight, 09.04.23 Prompt: As per illustration. |
Ouch There's a red glow in the gloom, enough to light up the room, and I fear I may have awoken all sleepers from here to Hoboken. With my cries of utter despair, I think I have shattered the air - my oaths are anything but dumb when the hammer connects with my thumb. Line count: 8 Rhyming couplets For Express It In Eight, 09.03.23 Prompt: Write a clumsy poem. |