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...
Down the long, dark hallway of memory,
we pass by rooms bright with Spring,
new growth green in the trees and bees busy,
others where winter reigns, cold and grey,
some where waves run up a sandy beach,
or cool mountain air is sharp in our lungs,
and so on down the hall, room after room,
on a trip to the darkness of forgetfulness.
Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 09.22.22
Prompt: A long hallway.
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