Eight-line Poems 2 (Book)

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The second of my collections of poems written for "Express It In Eight."

As usual these days, I choose blog format because it offers more space for the work.
April 20, 2026 at 10:33am
April 20, 2026 at 10:33am
#1113879
A Moment

How long is a moment?

Is it an instant in time

so fleeting and miraculous

that it exceeds all expectation?


Or can it be a lifelong

experience of sheer joy

and special being

that lasts forever?


Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 04.20.26
Prompt: The beauty of a single moment.
April 13, 2026 at 10:36am
April 13, 2026 at 10:36am
#1113245
A snapshot of my desk.

Clutter

The landscape of my desk
overpopulated mess
a lifetime’s scattered tracks
confusion piled on stacks.

And yet the clutter works
a use for all that lurks
each one assigned a place
secretly ordered space.



Line count: 8
Rhymed aabb
For Express It In Eight, 04.13.26
Prompt: Clutter.
April 12, 2026 at 10:25am
April 12, 2026 at 10:25am
#1113150
Democracy

Suggestion
the question
discussion
concussion.

Awareness
bewareness
in fairness
it’s squareness.



Line count: 8
Rhymed aaaa bbbb
For Express It In Eight, 04.12.26
Prompt: A suggestion box.
April 8, 2026 at 6:22am
April 8, 2026 at 6:22am
#1112739
April

April, April,
gives us a thrill,
starts with a fool
and kicks like a mule.

Winter is done
and winter must go,
break out the fun,
then it starts to snow.



Line count: 8
Rhymed aabb cdcd
For Express It In Eight, 04.08.26
Prompt: Write an “April” poem.
April 7, 2026 at 10:42am
April 7, 2026 at 10:42am
#1112668
A Quick Buck

I once had a dollar
a dollar I had
took an age to collar
and you’ll think me mad

but this buck was so quick
it was so hard to catch
yet gone in a tick
of my secondhand watch.



Line count: 8
Rhymed abab
For Express It In Eight, 04.07.26
Prompt: Write “a quick buck” poem.
April 6, 2026 at 10:25am
April 6, 2026 at 10:25am
#1112547
Just Because

It’s possible
but not recommended,
allowable
but not if intended.

There is much that I can,
but more that I shouldn’t.
Things that I might plan,
even those that I wouldn’t.



Line count: 8
Rhymed abab
For Express It In Eight, 04.06.26
Prompt: Write an “it’s possible” poem.
April 5, 2026 at 7:08am
April 5, 2026 at 7:08am
#1112462
No Connection

Help me, Information, get in touch with my Marie -
she’s the only one who’d call me here from Memphis Tennessee.
Her home is on the south side high upon a ridge,
just a half a mile from the Mississippi Bridge.


Chuck Berry 1963

Return to sender, address unknown,
No such number, no such zone.
We had a quarrel, a lover's spat,
I write I'm sorry, but my letter keeps coming back.


Otis Blackwell/Winfield Scott 1962

Isolation sings in the wires,
Loneliness in the air,
Yearning the motivator,
Wishing we were there.

Heard your voice in the ether,
The sound of a love I knew,
Trapped in the long hereafter,
Separation’s no breakthrough.



Line count: 8
Rhymed abcb
For Express It In Eight, 04.05.26
Prompt: Write a “no connection” poem.
April 1, 2026 at 9:35am
April 1, 2026 at 9:35am
#1112058
Numbers

Beep beep, beep beep,
I'm going cheap
and fully bar-coded,
so modern moded.

Scan me with laser.
No, not the tazer!
Just read my number,
we'll all be much dumber.



Line count: 8
Rhymed aabb
For Get The Picture! 04.01.26
Prompt: Picture of supermarket line with all customers' faces barcoded.
April 1, 2026 at 9:18am
April 1, 2026 at 9:18am
#1112055
Decisions

Coffee or tea, coffee or tea,
which beverage shall it be?
Either shop or house, shop or house,
the Yankee’s wit, the British nous.

The eternal question
and so beyond mention,
ascertain your poison
that’ll keep your toys in.



Line count: 8
Rhymed aabb
For Express It In Eight, 04.01.26
Prompt: Write a coffee or tea shop poem.
Note: “Nous” is British slang for common sense. It is pronounced to rhyme with house and not, as asserted by Google, noose.
March 31, 2026 at 9:34am
March 31, 2026 at 9:34am
#1111945
Sweetie Pie

This poem’s a frosted cereal
sugar-coated every flake
you’ll get all the sweetness desired
even more than wishing can take.

Your problems might one day be dental
but the future takes care of its own
the present’s concerned with your pleasure
and your taste buds are still on the throne.



Line count: 8
Rhymed abcb
For Express It In Eight, 03.31.26
Prompt: Write a sugar-coated poem.


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