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Science Couplet Poems | Couplet Poems About Science

These Science Couplet poems are examples of Couplet poems about Science. These are the best examples of Science Couplet poems written by international PoetrySoup poets

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Thats a sin

A whole new twist to the same old story
Evil scientist in their laboratories
Creating monsters that live in the night
I often reflect on mankind's plight
As mankind drifts further from his soul
We seek things to fill the hole
The path of lies forever bends
Truth is straight and narrow my friends
As I see it getting bent in every way
I simply find myself compelled to pray
What will become of our sons and daughters
Will their souls be led to slaughter
As scientist seek out another way
To disprove what the bible has to say
Trillions spent in search of a ghost
Another theory of true reproach
Rainbow stars now fill the skies
I wonder what is hidden inside their lies
We can now place a robot up on Mars
But can't help the drunk at the local bar
Trillions more spent on a new space station
But we can't feed the hungry right here in our nation
Seems to me before we go further conquering space
We should maybe try to help out the human race
Our quest for knowledge has drove us insane
We are now so smart we don't use our brain
Our nation was founded "In God We Trust"
Our government says "Let it be covered in dust"
Even this lowly creature up out of the pen
Knows in his heart that thats a sin

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I'm Just a Little Particle

I'm just a little particle, created so long ago
I swirled with many of me, to help your Solar System grow

For many years I spun, I thought in never ending spin
From that marvel the nebula, your Solar System begins

For those who are not very sure, a supernova could have set the reaction
A core attracted me in, then collapsing in a fatal attraction

The speed of which this happens, picture a skaters arms by their side
Rotational forces so massive, spinning in ever glide

This causes the cloud to flatten, as me the dust is being drawn in
Around a dense core it travels, a star is pulled in to begin

The more mass that is accumulated, towards the centre of the disc
Enough energy is now created, nuclear reactions react so brisk

In basic simple terms, Hydrogen atoms in Helium fuse
Releasing enormous amounts of energy, your Solar System sings the blues

The outcome of one of these bursts, was the forming of your sun
Granted, it took another ten million years, but what you know now has now begun

The next step in the journey of this incredible science feat
Is the formation of the planets, that you humans will eventually seek

Eventually us dusts we stuck together, to form the many of many rocks
This process is known as accretion, created by the science clock

Forming in the flat plane, over millions and billions of years
Electrostatic forces allured, creating your Solar System spheres

I'm just a little particle, created so long ago
I swirled with many of me, to help your Solar System grow

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Are the "Missing" Linked?

Tibetan monks share legend-colored reports
     Taking wide-eyed listeners from valley floors

To peaks in the sentinel Himalayas
     So how could such holy men’s tales betray us

A dark, furry creature’s outline has been seen
     Startling climbers on mountains so serene

Leaving bipedal footprints on pristine snow
     Stumping searchers who try to learn where they go

Yeti, the not-so-abominable snowman
     Much maligned being of God’s creative hand

Never attacks, just appears and quickly flees
     Allowing sighters to suspect what they please

Howling in the pain of loss from lofty peaks
     Perhaps for a missing cousin Yeti seeks

One who traversed a lost land bridge from Asia
     Then made his way south from the Arctic Tundra

To explore lush forests now U.S. Northwest
     Where for centuries Bigfoot has done his best

To elude capture by settlers and hunters
     And scoff at ever-hopeful photographers

Publicized encounters with both have been made
     But only footprints, blurry photos remain

Of man’s intriguing, unevolved ancestors
     Scientists think they’re human predecessors

But their imprints on Earth have been minimal
      Never chopping trees or scarring pinnacles

They’ve reason to hide from creatures who pollute
      Posing threats to life by developing nukes

Perhaps these "beasts" we should emulate
     Learn from our ancestors before it’s too late

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Goodnight Moon

<                                              Goodnight moon
                                    Only God knows if I'll see you soon

                                    As I stand under this canopy of stars 
                                    It looks as if you're riddled with scars

                                      From your illuminating harvest glows
                                   To those frosted faces from a winters toll

                                          You even play your peek a boo
                                          With clouds that shuffle by you

                                            Don't you know I love you so
                                         So please stay and don't you let go

                                               You're my guiding light
                                       My shining armor through-out the night

                                    The crickets are even playing our love song
                                             So let's dance all night long

                                         For I know the sun will be rising soon
                              And we'll start hearing yodel calls from a loons tune

                                             Well    goodnight moon 
                                          You've slipped away all to soon

                                                    It's been fun
                                        Dam ! now here comes the sun

Entry For
Deb Guzzi's 
Harvest Moon Contest
G.L. All










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Salty Sentinels

When lyrics and music are combined they take on a whole new life.
When chlorine and sodium assimilate they make salt.
Separately they are limited, combined they are significant.
Together we can accomplish much, divided we dither. 

Salty Sentinels By James E. Tate Sodium ions stable, assembled on the table, Salivating palates crave. Chlorine ions tiny, mustering soldiers briny, Guarding corners brave. Sodium Chloride making, crystal shakers shaking Cubes of salty white. Ever fighting blandness, vectors adding grandness, Enhance the appetite.
You are the salt of the earth. But if the salt loses its saltiness, how can it be made salty again” It is no longer good for anything, except to be thrown out and trampled by men. Matthew 5:13

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Smile Your On Candid Camera

<                                         sphinx ~ head
                                             who ~ said

                                           roman ~ God
                                           without ~ bod

                                           shadow ~ illusion
                                           causing ~ confussion

                                           butte ~ mesa
                                           I ~ guess ~ a

                                           transition ~ zone
                                           with-out   ~ phone

                                            oh ~ my   ~    cydonia
                                            don't ~ all ~ just ~ wanna ~ ya

Entry For
Carolyn Devonshire's
Sphinx Head On Mars Contest
G.L. All

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Planck to Present

If we close our eyes, can we look back to the start When the Universe began, when science played it's part Particle clouds so massive, so immense It's us, look around, learn it makes sense Drifting microbes, bacteria of sorts For millions of years mingled into life shaped contorts It has taken eons of time as life became known Where human words like Mother Nature, having claimed life's throne For in her sphere, blossomed riches of note From Dinosaurs to Zebra's, it's her right to gloat But what she has given is a chance to let live On this planet of beauty that we continue to sieve If we close our eyes, and we look back to the start We should be so very fortunate, we were invited to take part

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Where Frozen Embryos Still Burn

The claret globe it fills the sky
for landing time will soon draw nigh.
Now wake from cryogenic sleep
those who Earth's promises must keep,
our sixteen finest, bright and bold
to set red planet's first threshold.
For their tasks, specially chosen
air's thin - Sherpa gene bespoken,
brains, strength and reflex all enhanced
to give our crew a fighting chance.
Carefully reared in far Tibet
to make their chances better yet
and if perchance their mission fail
a second crew will take their trail.
Where frozen embryos still burn
to start new clones and take their turn.

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When The Girls Play

Caissa poses brazen firm
watching bishops spread and burn
and in her awe demands a game
for galaxies unnumbered fame,
mesmerized by milky falls
across the fortress Nebula.

Through cosmic peppered crystal stars,
she perpetrates her grasping pawns
forcing out the king’s last play
a queen, the moon, usurps his rays.
But Nebula bemuses chance
of sweaty earth and circumstance,

her systems sprout from treasured strife
and knights patrolling massive life,
nine new rooks of regal birth
proving powers bursting forth.

She names the goddess little pearl
‘I’m waiting for you, fleshy girl,
to challenge complex moves of mine,
our last exchange, until next time.'

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Don’t care what you say about airplanes.
To me it’s just magic. . . . two hundred tonnes 
Of steel and sweaty passengers, waiting to be fed,
Rumbling loudly on the runway  at about a hundred 
Miles per hour : and one moment it’s on the ground
And next moment it’s up in the air  -  with no sound.
Don’t talk to me of lift and drag coefficients;
It is simply magic :  and that’s sufficient.

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Written on  9  October  2011  by Sydney Peck  for 
Russell Sivey's  Contest  " Challenge - Max 8 lines "