Cinquain Science Poems | Cinquain Poems About Science
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of earth and sun,
the moon and satellites -
the whole system revolves 'round you
Copyright © DebbySue Guenther | Year Posted 2016
There's safety in numbers.
No surprises in the new world...
Copyright © Lycia Harding | Year Posted 2015
Perseus mirrored magic.
Free at last, oh.
Copyright © Orma Sullivan | Year Posted 2007
Illusions of motion
The mind requires description
Copyright © brian lauer | Year Posted 2007
Where life begins
Is, hydrogen oxygen
Copyright © Laura Mckenzie | Year Posted 2008
starships gather humans
justify my entry records
Copyright © James Marshall Goff | Year Posted 2009
You call up and say:
“Hello, how are you today?”
I’m dead and rottin’ away,
But my droid is pretty bright,
It answers “I’m all right!”
You celebrate the bi-centennial,
And call up your oldest serving menial:
My spirit is hardly congenial,
But my droid is going strong;
It accepts congratulations from the throng.
So when all is said and done,
I’ve been dust on the floor of sub-station one
Twenty-three revolutions of the sun.
Your polite query is replied,
By the droid who inherited my pride.
Copyright © Cecelia Hopkins-Drewer | Year Posted 2017
Fabric on charge
As sweater pulls over
Copyright © Nigel Fawcett | Year Posted 2015
Struggling in the dark to breathe
I flip the light switch underneath
It's glow surrounds me like a wreath
I've landed in a cave
An icy mountain cave
My pod is running out of air
I pop the canopy and stare
An ice cave lighted by my flare
I take a deepened breath
(Is that a tinge of death?)
My focus sharpens, taking stock
A hint of light there, and some rock
I grab supplies and start to walk
Along the purple ice
A cave of purple ice!
I find the sunlight, of all things
But not a sound of wanderings
No flitting buzz of insect wings
Just a horrid silence
Vacant, horrid silence
A vista spreads before my feet
A valley, lakes and trees, replete
Yet not a hint of hearts that beat
Just throbbing in my ears
The throbbing of my fears
No flap of creatures on the wing
No howls or bellows echoing
No noise from ANY living thing
There's something very wrong
Yes, something's deadly wrong
Not long ago there must have been
Here and beyond a wondrous scene
Lifeforms designed in types yet seen
Now, just death's aroma
Putrid death's aroma
Just weeks before we'd scanned this place
From our approach, not far in space
'Twas full of life and not a trace
Of ANYthing to fear
No pathogens to fear
How could this splendid landscape lay
With trees and plants, from hills to bay
Yet ALL be in such deep decay?
Not a creature living
Not a thing left living!
The smell was overwhelming rot
The more I breathed, the more I fought
To not expel upon that spot
All that was inside me
All that lay inside me
Just months behind me, colonists
Builders, couples, biologists
And naught but this apocalypse
To welcome their sad eyes
Just ghastly mass demise
What caused this ruin here was grand
A cataclysm, air and land
An answer I MUST have in hand
Before my friends arrive
Or we will not survive
No, we will not survive ...
Not one soul left alive.
Copyright © Gregory R Barden | Year Posted 2017
a frozen sheet
a brittle window hung
suspended in space and time is
Copyright © John Anderson | Year Posted 2017