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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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December 20, 2023 at 10:13am
December 20, 2023 at 10:13am
#1061227
The Call

The journey is the thing,
it has that certain ring.
Mere destination’s moot
when road calls to your foot
and heart yearns to be gone
into the far and yon,
then wander is your home
and evermore you’ll roam.



Line count: 8
Rhymed couplets
For Express It In Eight, 12.20.23
Prompt: “There is a time for departure even when there’s no certain place to go.” – Tennessee Williams.

December 19, 2023 at 7:32am
December 19, 2023 at 7:32am
#1061177
My Favourite Tipple

My ancestors didn't drink beer,
they had something else without peer -
a golden elixir that spelt hearty,
'twas always the life of the party.

Those old Anglo Saxons were wise,
the greatest of things in their eyes
was a flagon of liquid called mead
made from honey - it was all they would need.



Line count: 8
Rhymed aabb
For Express It In Eight, 12.19.23
Prompt: Honey.
December 18, 2023 at 11:57am
December 18, 2023 at 11:57am
#1061137
Visits

“There’s visits and visits
and choices exquisite,”
said David of Number Nine,
“Some that you would dread
or greet, with arms outspread,
dependant on mood at the time.
But if you would wish to benefit most,
be the visitor, never the host.”



Line count: 8
Rhymed aabb
For Express It In Eight, 12.18.23
Prompt: Write a visit poem.

December 16, 2023 at 7:39am
December 16, 2023 at 7:39am
#1061056
Electric lights in winter trees.


Electric Orchard

By careful breeding
and specialised feeding,
they managed to raise,
far beyond all praise,
Christmas trees laden
(like fairytale maidens
oh heavenly sight)
with pre-installed lights.



Line count: 8
Rhymed couplets
For Express It In Eight, 12.16.23
Prompt: As per illustration.

December 15, 2023 at 7:07am
December 15, 2023 at 7:07am
#1061021
Adages

Adages, you say?
Well, I think that’s a bit late -
Add age to me and
I’d overshoot
into something like death,
or even afterlife,
an old man grown older
and shoved to sudden end.



Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 12.15.23
Prompt: Adages.

December 13, 2023 at 7:30am
December 13, 2023 at 7:30am
#1060940
Wooden picket fence interrupted by a tree.


Something There Is

To walk the line
with Robert Frost’s neighbour,
not stone, but wooden posts,
abruptly ended by a tree
that declares,
with arms extended,
“You’ve had the last
from me.”



Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 12.13.23
Prompt: As per illustration. Which made me think of Frost’s poem
Mending Wall.
December 12, 2023 at 7:30am
December 12, 2023 at 7:30am
#1060906
Old Man

The old man sits hunched
and brooding alone,
brows knitted and bunched,
lips silent as stone,
his eyes fixed on nowhere
and always downcast,
his thoughts being elsewhere
and ashes his past.



Line count: 8
Rhymed abab
For Express It In Eight, 12.12.23
Prompt: Write a poem about ash or ashes.


December 11, 2023 at 10:01am
December 11, 2023 at 10:01am
#1060873
The Little Things

Like a woman
The water drop
In grasping the holdless ceiling
Defies the sight and mind of man
Proposes cloudbed rivers borne
By windy banks
To seas and oceans
Of the sky.



Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 12.11.23
Prompt: Enjoy every small thing.
Note: I cheated on this one - the poem is not new, being an extract from something I wrote in about 1972. But it expresses much of the intent of the prompt and was instantly recalled to me by the subject. If you want to read the whole poem, it’s included in my blog post for today. Everyone deserves a holiday occasionally, even if it’s just from originality.

December 10, 2023 at 1:01pm
December 10, 2023 at 1:01pm
#1060842
Metal man who cannot fall.


Undefeated

Here I stand,
poised upon a pinnacle
and trusty weights to hand;
push me if you will
and, whoa, I bend over,
but soon recover,
only to fall the other way,
but I’ll return.



Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 12.10.23
Prompt: Write a kinetic poem.

December 9, 2023 at 7:47am
December 9, 2023 at 7:47am
#1060790
Out for the Count

One knock at the door I’ve not heard before,
two lovers at least to visit the priest,
three making a crowd and talking aloud,
four knives for the beast that makes up the feast,
five fingers at hand and five in the band,
six eggs in the box not guarded by locks,
seven the number but no cucumber,
eight are the wet socks that dried on the rocks.

Nine head of cattle, taken in battle,
ten is for metric, so asymmetric,
eleven the tanners minding their manners,
twelve is a dozen, though not my cousin,
thirteen unlucky, and in Kentucky,
fourteen two sevens, shout to the heavens,
fifteen be three fives and we’re still alive,
sixteen is sweeter, more so than Peter.



Line count: 16
Internal rhymes
For Express It In Eight, 12.09.23
Prompt: Write a poem consisting of two eight-line stanzas.


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