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...
Dark thunder clouds gather
as the storm swallows the sun,
the gloom curdles in the shadows
and spreads across the land;
the first fat drops begin to fall
and the wind hurls them sideways,
a jagged ribbon of blue-white light
streaks to earth in a thunderclap.
Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 08.11.22
Prompt: Ribbon.
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