Thank you, Anni. Maybe I'm a masochist because I do like making things difficult for myself. I considered rhyming each line as well, but that was a bridge too far. Perhaps next time...
Outside in the winter darkness,
the soft snow silent falling, a few cars hissing past and
the fog, the glowing breath of streetlamps,
whispering secrets beyond our hearing,
while the trees let slip their burden,
plumping to the hidden ground,
and we in here, safe and warm.
Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 02.13.23
Prompt: Select and use a few words from the poem Oranges by Gary Soto and use them in a poem of your own.
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