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...
I remember the perfect storm
when a tired hurricane
joined forces with a nor’ easter,
drawing such swirls on the weather maps
that brought gasps of ecstatic joy
from the lips of delighted
meteorologists on the telly,
while the seas raged their applause.
Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 08.27.23
Prompt: The perfect storm.
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