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. |
| Snap Lately I have lost my snap of fingers rapping quick but still I have the loudest clap I’ll never lose that trick. Which means I can no longer show how fast indeed the moment but my applause will let you know your performance remains cogent. Line count: 8 Rhymed abab For Get The Picture? 03.09.26 Prompt: Picture of fingers snapping. |
| Upside Down How long have I dangled here heels in the air is this an irrational fear or correct to beware? Some would say I’m right at last smug in ecstasy so why should I feel the blast of grim apostasy? Line count: 8 Rhymed abab For Express It In Eight, 03.09.26 Prompt: Write a poem about feeling upside down. |