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...
Turned to salt at the waters’ edge,
that last, staggering step frozen in the act,
instinct extends a crystalline arm
and the eyes seek the safe landing
her saline nature no longer needs,
the folds of her cloak solidified
and sparkling in the reflected light,
her journey proverbially ended.
Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 03.08.22
Prompt: Photo “Ice Ghost at Lake Erie."
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