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...
The night was dark, lit only by flashes
of lightning in the raging skies,
our desperation given voice
by the rampant waves and pounding thunder,
cold our panic as the water flooded the deck,
and we loosed the ropes to launch the boat,
but not as cold as those northern seas,
no comfort as we escaped the foundered ship.
Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 05.02.22
Prompt: Illustration of storm at sea and ship sinking.
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