It's Still Life

Napowrimo Write tomorrow’s news. (Found Poetry
sourced from today’s UK Met Office report)

I.
Tomorrow’s Weather Report

When it’s nearly today,
light might dry clear.
Brightness will level, and
winds will shine sheer,
and bit by bit odd nights
we’ll hear – spells, a few,
and idle words like rain.
Mist might probably form
on the plains of Dartmoor.

Poetic Asides: Lucky or Unlucky

II.
Does It Snow in Madrid?

It’s sharp 8 o’clock.
The radio snaps on, and it’s
the national weather report.

Hoy será soleado y cálido.
Máximos 25C. Mínimos 15C.

Internet radio, and I think, How
lucky they are, as I watch snow
swirling around a car driving by.

The Poeming’s Found Poetry Challenge

III.

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