Eight-line Poems

River

River

The river is a wondrous thing,
it makes a ge-o-grapher sing,
that such a mighty, moving throng
of droplets joined in current strong
should start as little raindrops frail,
or snowflakes mild, or stinging hail,
united on this parchèd earth
to flowing symbol of rebirth.


Line count: 8
Rhymed aabbccdd, all lines of eight syllables
For Express It In Eight, 06.21.23
Prompt: National Rivers Month.