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...
Out on the plains,
where the road lies straight
from here to hazy distance,
driven by the wind, the tumbleweed
lines up along the fence,
its journey halted
by the only obstacle in miles,
and home a wind change away.
Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 08.24.22
Prompt: Driven.
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