Plummeting
A bit of weather’s coming.
Arctic air, sharp as a hawk’s beak,
and snow
creeping down the map.
Pale and shiny.
White as an albatross.
It melts our houses.
AI Digital Art: created using Midjourney’s bot (v4b) Image and poem ©Misky 2022 Shared on Twitter #amwriting
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