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...
Wanderlust drove them,
westward, ever westward,
their slow caterpillars
of wagons creaking, creeping,
across the empty plains,
blue mountains distant
draw them to the pass
and hope beyond to settle.
Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 08.06.22
Prompts: Wanderlust and Settle.
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