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...
Toys littering the nursery floor,
a chaos of colour and shape,
there, in the centre, a helium balloon,
tethered in stillness, unmoved,
its string a vertical exclamation
fallen beneath, motionless as though
wind and weather were fiction
in this frozen heart of disorder.
Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 02.16.23
Prompt: Write a motionless poem.
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