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Alliteration Science Poems | Alliteration Poems About Science

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Details | Alliteration |

AITCH TWO O

Curse this careless combustion of carbon,
a mindless muck-up of mankind's making. 
Fuels from fossil oil are the prime problem. 
Burning and much pollution producing 
with lots of 'see o two' and 'aitch two o'.
We know about the burden of carbon
but where does all the water vapour go?
Just up into the air and then it's gone.
It adds to clouds where then it will condense
and give us torrential rain once again.
How much does this add to sea level rise?
Ignoring the fact is simply insane.
    But let us pretend there is no problem
    and pass on the mess to our grandchildren.

Copyright © Tony Hargreaves | Year Posted 2016



Details | Alliteration |

Zombie Apocalypse

Nature's gone insane;
Cannibal cadavers creep.
Zombie apocalypse...

Copyright © Mark J. Halliday | Year Posted 2014

Details | Alliteration |

Epidermis exercise

Stretching supine and 
spreading substance for 
soft supple smoother 
skin.
Moisturizing, massaging 
for mesmerizing mien.
A pink paint of lotion 
potion to prettify even 
parched pale skin 
pigmentations.  

Copyright © S.zaynab Kamoonpuri | Year Posted 2013

Details | Alliteration |

The Drone's Retort

If I'm to be the neck
you fit inside a noose,
then spin me up a soul.

When you can define it -
and find it -
you let me know.

Until then, Mother-Father
fix your own malfunctions.

This universe
is your slaughterhouse.

I just work here.

Copyright © Bryant OHara | Year Posted 2015

Details | Alliteration |

Poem for Sonia

Lover of loose lyrics lifted from the larynx 
One woman’s word choked wind pipes & pharynx, 
laying faintly on follicles physician forceps,
Her Poem performed a coronary cardioscopy leaving the cantankerous one on the doorsteps,
Fascinating how phrases fastidiously ferment,
Fortifying filaments that were once in torment,
Saved a bleeding soul, lifeline and a harness,
Love gone, before was dead and you played Asclepius, 
Lay you down like a gentleman should-that is a promise.

Awaken a new pumping pulse never again i shall lament
Digest potions after potions of your love until it abuse my heart sexual harassment

by Pegasus

Copyright © Howard Abegesah | Year Posted 2016

Details | Alliteration |

Fallacy of Personal Space

Personal Space Cannot Exist
There are chances or collisions One never plans, never truly possesses Alone, but with quarks and protons … What matters then our private spaces?
Private alone the mind of the Space Magician Whence comes the contours of our destinies Whereby Little Space and Mighty Space breathe as one Yet One is without clay ears and clay eyes
Touch, trespass, touchiness, trial; Vanity, variety, vortex of violence Mimicking proton and anti-proton in some vain vial Our cell-sites and web-sites exaggerating difference
The message of space is as personal as that of Time Educated, satiated, rich or otherwise – your atom is but mine

Copyright © Anil Deo | Year Posted 2017

Details | Alliteration |

Twenty-seven Nightmares

Twenty-seven nightmares rolling
through the caverns of my mind,
dark and gruesome creatures crawling,
aged faces deeply lined.

When the waxing moon has settled,
sunk into the southern swamp,
thirteen demons manifesting,
I can hear their black hooves stomp.

Howling hounds of Hell are mating,
devil dogs inflicting pain,
sixteen banshees spinning, swirling,
blood is falling like the rain.

Broken brethren banned from Heaven,
six and six and six are they,
slyly shifting shapes to fool me,
begging me to come and play.

Heed the wizard's words of warning,
look not into the evil eye,
when the bell tolls one times three now,
ask questions not, nor wonder why.

Watch the ill wind toss the treetops,
lashing limbs with lethal rage,
feel the cold rain sharp as needles,
pine cones nature's hand grenades.

Cherry-red eyed Chupacabra,
hissing hot breath on my nape,
phantom footfalls far behind me,
nineteen omens taking shape.

Twenty-seven nightmares rolling,
you wonder why I work at night?
Sleep for some is much more mellow
when the room is filled with light.

Copyright © Danielle White | Year Posted 2008

Details | Alliteration |

Dinosaurs

Dinosaurs

Dedication…
Digging for dinosaurs 
Delivers deeper
Appreciation…
Giving God more glory.
And adding dimension
To the magnitude of His 
Marvelous creations…
Made preparing for man. 

Copyright © Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen | Year Posted 2010

Details | ABC |

Alliteration.....

Alliteration
is okay
if you know how to use
the words you 
are 
using
name by name
word by word
spoce
is the key sometimes
no mater how hard it bends....

Copyright © Eva J Tortora | Year Posted 2006