Read Poem: Terraformed, by Freya Pickard

No gentle slowly seeping sunrise

instead a violent blast of pink

shouts across the northern skies

heralds season of storms

no respite from wind

or purple rain;

terraformed,

transformed

Mars

nonet © Freya Pickard 2020

Author: poetryfest

Submit your Poetry to the Festival. Three Options: 1) To post. 2) To have performed by an actor 3) To be made into a film.

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