Day 7 – 7th April

Overcast on Wasp-76b

 

sunny side up with clear skies

gets monotonous on the bright side

 

always on the run, so darn fast

that I nearly outrun the sun

 

the alpha, the racing on steroids, the yang

while the yin gazes out to the asteroids

 

my cool face has the force of iron clouds

without a doubt, ready to rain bullets

 

should you even try to break my isolation

it would be the occasion for shots fired

 

so far, in my own binary world

it’s always cloudy with a chance of iron rain.

 

 

 

Saffron – April 2020

 


Prompt:

Write a poem based on a news article. Frankly, I understand why you might be avoiding the news lately, but this is a good opportunity to find some “weird” and poetical news stories for inspiration. 

I chose this one:

 “Researchers Discover Faraway Planet Where the Rain is Made of Iron