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. |
Apropos of Nothing Reasons to be cheerful, I’d rather not be fearful, so let me have an earful, and never be so tearful. These poems can be silly, landscapes might be hilly, a horse is oft a filly, and no, my name’s not Billy. Line count: 8 Rhymed aaaa bbbb For Express It In Eight, 07.05.25 Prompt: None. |
Rat Race I must be up and gone by eight the rules require I not be late these timely deadlines are my fate the sprouts upon my daily plate. My life is measured out in bits no wonder that my brow is knit I serve the timepiece on the wall and heed its ev’ry beck and call. Line count: 8 Rhymed aaaa bbcc For Express It In Eight, 07.03.25 Prompt: None. |
Roses Eighteen yellow roses came today but I seem to miss the things they say tomorrow they will die and fade away and you and I will find another way. I don’t know why they should be yellow the question is more thought than bellow but I retreat and let it mellow that’s me you see, a laid back fellow. Line count: 8 Rhymed aaaa bbbb For Express It In Eight, 07.01.25 No prompt. |