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...
The bow bends with stress
as you draw back the string;
tension hardens the muscles,
yew wood and twisted cord,
as concentration grasps
the target in your narrowed sight,
all released in one intent.
The quiver supplies new arrow.
Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 08.16.22
Prompts: Stress and quiver.
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