Eight-line Poems

Storm

Storm

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.