Eight-line Poems

Snapshot

Snapshot

In the forests of the frozen north
the snow lies heavy upon the ground,
frost paints the endless trees,
and a bridge leaps the mirrored stream.
A train pauses in mid tiptoe across
the latticed arch, captivated perhaps,
by its clear reflection
in the water far below.


Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 01.30.22
Prompt: Illustration of a frozen landscape and bridge over a river.