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...
Arrival in the early morning,
when Beverley Minster was reaching for the dawn sky,
a wedding cake of towering spires in white stone,
and inside, the hush of vast expanses
lit by the dawn light through painted windows,
an emptiness filled only with awe
and the sudden echoing of a Bach concerto,
as the organist practised in peace.
Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 04.21.23
Prompt: Write an interior poem.
Note: A minster is a cathedral size church formerly attached to a monastery. Beverley’s, in Yorkshire, is smaller than most cathedrals but exquisite in its soaring height and Gothic design.
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