Iron Rain
At one hot, faraway world,
a tiny new moon,
moving quickly across the sky,
roughly the size of a car.
At one hot, faraway world
it’s always daytime on the day side,
with clear skies.
At one hot, faraway world
it’s always nighttime on the night side,
always cloudy with a chance of rain.
At one hot, faraway world,
like droplets of metal falling from the sky,
it rains iron on the night side.
GloPoWriMo Day 7 - In the News
This is a found poem. I have used the following articles:
Beautiful. I just watched a discovery channel show about exoplanets that rain iron....
ReplyDeleteThank you. I need to watch that too, must be amazing.
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