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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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March 4, 2024 at 6:05am
March 4, 2024 at 6:05am
#1065527
Grouch

Just go away, don’t bother me,
stop touching that, it wasn’t free,
I don’t need you, I’d rather sleep,
mind your own and what’s mine I’ll keep,
don’t talk so loud, don’t be so rude,
you hurt my ears, that’s awful crude,
and if you think I’m so prickly,
just go now and - double quickly.



Line count: 8
Rhymed couplets
For Express It In Eight, 03.04.24
Prompt: Write a prickly poem.

March 3, 2024 at 7:40am
March 3, 2024 at 7:40am
#1065460
Doldrums

Silent in the sapphire seas
Tempests tamed by time
Under the ululating updrafts and
Vertical vermilion vaults
Without the wandering winds
Xebecs exult in ecstacy
Yachts yearn for yardmasters in
Zenith of the Zeeland zone.



LIne count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 03.03.24
Prompt: Write a poem in which every line starts with a consecutive letter of the alphabet. Begin with any letter you wish.
Note: I chose the last letters of the alphabet to make things more interesting, the alliteration for the same reason. The nautical theme chose itself!

March 2, 2024 at 6:48am
March 2, 2024 at 6:48am
#1065371
Echoes

A flight of fancy
on the wings of a dove
booted by Nancy
and offered with love

Soaring on high
and bound for the blue
Jimi kisses the sky
in hope to get through.



Line count: 8
Rhymed abab
For Express It In Eight, 03.02.24
Prompt: Flight.
Note: Not feeling up to it today, so resorted to nonsense. There is, however, a grain of sense in it and it’s found in the title. The echoes mentioned are found in the oblique references to music of my generation. Admittedly, the wings of a dove are from even earlier.

March 1, 2024 at 5:26am
March 1, 2024 at 5:26am
#1065303
Clown

Though I smile and often fall down,
it’s not easy being a clown;
I may deal in silly pratfalls,
so you laugh and send me catcalls.

It’s my pain that buys me applause,
and humiliation’s the cause,
isolation my greatest of fears,
with no one to witness my tears.



Line count: 8
Rhymed aabb, 8 syllables per line
For Express It In Eight, 03.01.24
Prompt: Illustration of a clown.

February 29, 2024 at 6:51am
February 29, 2024 at 6:51am
#1065218
Rules for the Game of Life

Rules for the game of life,
simple steps for starters,
here’s how to avoid the strife
and never join the martyrs.

Do not rise and leave your bed,
keep opinions quiet,
try not to hear what sages said,
and run away from riot.



Line count: 8
Rhymed abab
For Express It In Eight, 02.29.24
Prompt: Simple rules for living.

February 28, 2024 at 5:35am
February 28, 2024 at 5:35am
#1065066
Right Away

Yes, I’ll do it,
just as soon as I possibly can,
but first I have to clear the decks
and get everything spick and span.

Hang on a mo though,
I did promise Uncle Joe
that I’d definitely visit him soon,
so you must wait till tomorrow.



Line count: 8
Rhymed abcb dded
For Express It In Eight, 02.28.24
Prompt: Write an indecisive poem.

February 27, 2024 at 6:14am
February 27, 2024 at 6:14am
#1064968
Stop!

Creation is a funny thing,
it sticks and then it runs;
the trick to make it really sing
is knowing when it’s done.

Overworking will spoil the piece
and take it much too far,
lets inspiration wilt and cease
and underworking scar.



Line count: 8
Rhymed abab, syllables 8-6-8-6 8-6-8-6
For Express It In Eight, 02.27.24
Prompt: Overworking.

February 26, 2024 at 6:46am
February 26, 2024 at 6:46am
#1064904
An apparently effervescent roulette wheel!


Faites vos Jours

I can tell you without preamble,
I have no desire to gamble;
my tastes lie in other directions
and my wishes in various sections.

The casino leaves me just cold
and, if I may make so bold,
I can say without any regret,
there’s no magic for me in roulette.



Line count: 8
Rhymed aabb
For Express It In Eight, 02.26.24
Prompt: As per illustration.

February 25, 2024 at 7:09am
February 25, 2024 at 7:09am
#1064842
Oh Cinnamon

Oh cinnamon,
once a rare treat,
as time’s gone on,
it’s much too sweet.

Here in the States
it’s over-used,
the craving sates
and sweet tooth bruised.



Line count: 8
Rhymed abab
For Express It In Eight, 02.25.24
Prompt: Cinnamon.

February 24, 2024 at 6:56am
February 24, 2024 at 6:56am
#1064775
Clayton Road 1954

A horse in a field,
there’s a thing
that digs deep to the memory
of a boy transplanted briefly
to a land both damp and grey,
on his way to an unfamiliar school,
hand in pocket searching
for the sugarlump for his friend.



Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 02.24.24
Prompt: James Wright’s poem,
A Blessing.


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