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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. |
 Old Friends Water colour but the rain ceased, the old man leaves the dry patch he made upon the bench, and now reflects upon the path with Brutus, long companion, close by and leading still, into the morning mist and shadowed, ghostly trees. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 08.09.23 Prompt: As per illustration. |
| Countless Out there in the lonely places, in the deserts when the sun retires and the daytime heat seeps into the sands, on the mountains where the freezing air is sharp and brittle in the night, out there where the stillness reigns and darkness cloaks the world, the stars are strewn beyond our dreams of number. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 08.08.23 Prompt: Sky full of stars. |
   Embrace the Now There’s a reason it’s called the present, it being the only gift we’re given, for the past begins its long descent, as from our grasp it’s always driven, and the future’s an eternal maybe of hopes and dreams and even dreads, but the now is ours from when we’re babies, and stays with us until we’re dead. Line count: 8 Rhymed abab For Express It In Eight, 08.07.23 Prompt: The Power of Now by Eckhart Tolle. |
| Noble Foe Dandelion smiles upon the lawn, one yellow face amongst them all, that cheerful horde that splits the green to ruin the gardener’s monocultural aim and, weeded out, returns again, to rise once more defiantly from root so deep to dig it out would ruin the pampered grass and leave the careful surface pitted like the moon. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 08.06.23 Prompt: Write a poem about something that is common yet noble. |
| Walking on the Moon One small step in reduced gravity of little consequence for a man but a giant leap out of all proportion in cash and brains and effort for mankind. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 08.05.23 Prompt: Neil Armstrong. |
| Tragedy The politician’s dream of party, while anything but hearty, like Macbeth by Monty Python, was not to be relied on - though serious in its intent and tragedic in its bent, it ended by being a homily that we all took as comedy. Line count: 8 Rhymed aabb For Express It In Eight, 08.04.23 Prompt: Tragedy. |
| Painting into the Corner Cornered by life, did you plan for this? Not that there’s advantage in looking ahead - your mistake being to paint the floor (or being born), the end comes just the same. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 08.03.23 Prompt: Picture of a man painted into a corner. |
| Feral Phase The cat enters her wild half hour, eyes blazing with intensity, gaze fastened on her prey, she stealthy creeps in ambush, crouched low and elbows jagged, dark the single murder her intent, and sudden she springs the trap to fasten on my ankle. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 08.02.23 Prompt: Feral. |
| Floating Mesa Breaking off bits of landscape, redirecting the rain, mending the fault with duck tape, splitting the atom again, counting imaginary genders, freeing the mosquito horde, in debt to another new lender, and still you reckon you’re bored. Line count: 8 Rhymed abab For Express It In Eight, 07.31.23 Prompt: Photo of the floating mesa. |
| Idyll As fresh as the new fern, unfurling from its winding, released from its clockwork to greet the green spring and wave feathered hands in the shade of summer’s sun, so flow the words from the pen of the poet’s new song. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 07.30.23 Prompt: Write a fresh poem. |
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