The second of my collections of poems written for "Express It In Eight." |
| A Mackerel Sky A mackerel sky, striated ripples above, silver grey stripes and rain on the way. So flashes the school, bright sides in unison, there in the deep, echoes in the sky. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 09.08.25 Prompt: Write a poem about strange-looking clouds overhead. |