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Science Sun Poems | Sun Poems About Science

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

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Details | Rhyme |

When The Sun Sets

When the sun sets, The stars shine with no regrets. Darkness fills the air, The moon gives light with every care. The darkness is easier to walk through, Every light shining is so pure and true. Guidence forever are the stars in the sky, With them we find our places lifted so high. Forever is the moon to cast light upon us all, We become encouraged to stand firm and tall. The stars shine with no regrets, When the sun sets.

When the sun sets, Shining its powerful light it never forgets. Though light fades to darkness, It comes about with alertness. Shadows before the eye can see, The little shining light is enough to set us free. Sometimes we are afraid to walk alone in the dark, From which we were given a caustic remark. Guidance Forever is the changing of dark and light, It helps us to be strong and make one last fight. Forever are the shadows lurking at every turning point, If we give in it is ourselves we disappoint. Shining its powerful light it never forgets, When the sun sets.

When the sun sets, The sky is filled with wonderful colors that the ocean reflects. All the animals of the sea, Come forth creating a musical harmony. The waves crash upon the shore, Washing up new sand to the ocean floor. Its a beautiful site to see, The ocean sounds are calmingly free. Who's to say the ocean isn't peaceful get away, Its a calming place to relax and stay. The sky is filled with wonderful colors that the ocean reflects, When the sun sets.


Details | Verse |

A Plane and The Eagle

O'er tempest,soars the 
eagle with wings 
stretching towards the 
smiling sun.
        Gliding-nature's 
handiwork.
    Up the sky,a figure 
with outstretched wings 
battling the turbulent 
wind and frowning sun.
      Soaring like an eagle-
Never an eagle.
      Gliding like an eagle-
Never an eagle.
      Mistaken for an eagle 
in the sky-never an eagle.
      Utter's sound as the 
eagle-never an eagle.
    This man-made 
handiwork,dismember's 
under a stormy wind.
    For paid price-loss of 
lives.
    The works of mother-
nature can never be out-
dated or equalled.
    Frog-men under sea 
and frogs in the waters 
can bear witness.


Details | Free verse |

Synthetic Moons

Insignificant
This dust
A void
We trust
This is real
Magnetic solids
Fate is sealed
Whatever
You call it

So struggle still
Churning fauna
In constant flux
Earthly sauna
Show me
The end
If it’s soon
I can't defend
Synthetic moons


Details | Free verse |

Squids, like Sunshine

You knew I was angry

As we walked apart, along Spadina
Through the pungent summer air of Chinatown
Past the various sea creatures, dried or iced
And fruits I don’t know piled atop sacks of rice
I closed my eyes and let only the breeze run over me
A million particles per second
Imagining I could imagine every one
I let in the sunlight
And wondered in that amazement you only get
By thinking about everyday things
As the heat danced on my skin
And I thought about how it had been
Through eight minutes and twenty seconds of space
To land radiant on my face
I let things go and walked with you again
I felt stand-offish as you took my hand
But was in awe it was there at all
Or that you love me


Details | Didactic |

How To Sky

             How To Sky

First, get rid of the skis
Grow very large and blue
Do not confuse yourself with the sea
Place your planet close enough to the sun
(But not too close as you might burn)
Gather the reflective angular light there
It must be just right
Almost prism like
It is suggested; to have 78% nitrogen, 21% oxygen, mix argon gas and water
Don’t be afraid to use other gases with small solid particles, ash and pollen
If you must use salt, make sure it comes from the ocean
Hold these and other elements in the atmosphere
This will highlight your day
Surround yourself with clouds
At night turn black and add a full moon
That makes you look marvelous
                                


Details | Free verse |

The Wastelands

The sun reached down
Almost as if to the ground
Bleaching the skulls and the bones

Wind rustled, rustled the ash
Gently kissing the faces of the dead
Parting with a sorrow it should be said

Nevermore would the faces rise
It was the end of earth
What touched the sky

Dauntless I set ‘cross the land
A grim determination set
Fractious in its demands

A final disposition partook me of my trust
As the bleached white skull
Transcended into dust

With malicious eye I watched it
Weary of such tricks fickle to my mind
Yet remaining vigilant for such a fix

Even as the sun fell
I watched it with vigil till the end
Even then I knew I had entered The Wastelands

The rain fell from the clouds 
Vapid as it flew against the sky
Wondering what art disposed it to take me by

And as the sun did rise
Bleating dauntless in the sky
I set ever onward

Doubtless ever onward
Dauntless ever onward
Staring vexed with oblivious eye

As a traveler I lay waste
Mournful for the wretched soul
Which had withered fair

Though I doubted 
At that forsaken stare
As I stood and watched it there

That bonded soul
Did the sun reach down upon
Bleached forever on the down

Did forever it sit upon lost ground
And as I passed
I could swear for stare

Swear I saw it watch me there


Details | Bio |

The Sun

The Sun Comes Out All The Time Every
Day Every Sign The Sun Has The Most Heat
On This Planet It will Share It The Sun
Is A Flaming Ball Of Fire So Neat But
Yet To Hot To Even Touch It The Sun
Has Wonders About It you Will Never
Know Because It Is In Fact The Sun. 


Details | ABC |

Moon Mirror

The sun, going about her daily chores, 
glimpses a new star in the sky, 
one smaller than herself, 
yet strangely familiar.

Used to catching her image first in puddles, 
then growing larger in lakes, 
she at first only sees a stranger, 
then catches herself 

spread in the moon's reflection 
across thousands of miles of sky.
Hypnotized by the beauty 
of this strange new view of herself, 

she can't ignore it, 
sneaking looks time after time; 
she can't take her eyes off herself.
Daily, as the moon moves about in the sky, 

the sun catches tantalizing glimpses 
of herself from multiple angles. 
By then, the sun imagines herself to have 
the moon's full attention, 

claiming it as her mirror.
Like Snow White's wicked stepmother, 
the sun asks this mirror repeatedly, 
methodically, almost hypnotically, 

"Who is the fairest of them all?"
The moon answers all questions 
obliquely, 
bringing the sun back time and again, 
puppet on a string 
seeking a definitive answer.

By day, the moon untangles 
its strings of moonlight, 
puts out its nets.

Their dialog moves sideways; 
the sun's questions, always direct, 
glance off the moon; 
the moon's answers slip around behind it 
as the sun tries to get a better look 
at what the moon might be saying.

Who was created in whose image? 
Which came first, 
the chicken, the egg, or the yolk, 
small sun caught up in the quicksilver lies 
of albumen?


Details | Sonnet |

Exhalted

I saw the Sun and the Moon take a stance in the universe.
And an unknown Star placed over them was put in charge.
The whole entire inhabitants scattered themselves at large.
And all the lands and seas became separated by a diverse.
 
The Sun Shined brightly in the west never to set in a curse.
The Moon gleamed fully bright to the east as the surcharge.
The door had been widely opened and many came by barge.
The stress was great because the world went into a reverse.
 
Fate and destiny was being dished out like a deck of cards.
Skies lit up and the Stars came back out like never before.
And the palm trees took up to the seas like standing guards.
And from this stemmed growth from that one opened door.
 
The Sun and Moon are exalted above and beyond you all,
And so is the Star in charge of those that flaw in its thrall.
 
 
® Registered: Ann Rich 2008


Details | I do not know? |

Playing Catchup

Tide slurps wet kisses on weed slimed stone jetties
The wind slaps sandy fine grit into salt dried eyelids

And the sun shines on

Gulls scream challenge as clams dig spurtingly deeper
Shells roll and tumble wave dancing on flowing sand

And the sun shines on

A white line jet outruns its trailing breakdown
As a crab scuttles sideways into sheltered shade

And the sun shines on

And the waves have no end
Echoes of moon tugs on wind oceans 
Racing to catch and match 
The spin of gravitational fire


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