Evolution Poems - Poems about Evolution

Once we were hunter-gatherers tribes grouped outdoors before the days of yore now we're hunt and peckers each cooped indoors on personal computer keyboards and way back when we'd communicate banging on the drums yes since then we've progressed today we're all fingers and thumbs ...

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What we think we know From the history book as we grow About how we become humans Might just be a grain of sand in a desert Religion taught of the creation A good will of a bigger being Who from dust mold, better carves The most intelligent thing on Earth. Early scientists say we evolve From ape-like creatures, bushy hairs Transformed from round...

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Written: May 26, 2025, For contest By Brian Strand *********************** s t ...

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I am the universe Before I was, did my "I" exist? Atoms danced in cosmic streams, Born in stars, billions of years past, Nuclei forged in supernova blasts. In my parents’ cells, DNA entwined. A code of life, billions of years refined. Then, in my mother’s womb, I formed, Cells dividing, channeling a form No thought, what’s to come unknown, A spark of life, a...

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As a paleontologist my research has supported the idea that the primary cause of dinosaur extinction had been the massive impact of at least 10 km diameter asteroid in the Yucatan Peninsula, creating the Chicxulup crater at ca. 65 million years ago. The impact triggered large-scale environmental devastation, including prolonged “impact winter”, severely affecting the vegetation life that...

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Hyacinth Hands Mother, ego-cracker, birthed an embodiment of freedom plaited with slavery petunia planter, marjoram with Malay curry and rice, yet scarcity her best performance when hunger a primary protagonist my leap into Sovereignty depended on unraveling karmic bonds binding us through lifetimes, countless ages, sotto scenarios Piscean, she scaly presented the toughest tests with...

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Cars, we never had the luxury of cars, We would endure harsh conditions just to get to places. Places, we never had sleek structures, Our buildings were made of mud, unconducive for learning. Learning, you complain of stress, The only things we had were books. Books cause we never had the internet, We would sweat in the library just to get facts. Facts,...

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"Written" There is a rhythm to us, a quiet knowing in the spaces between. Not hurried, not forced just the gentle pull of something timeless, written long before we knew. Your warmth lingers in my days, a soft light in the places I keep hidden. I do not chase it, ...

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Freedom must be won Oppression beaten and done; Let’s follow Heron: Let’s make revolution live; Defeating oppression’s jive:- Come revolution, Heal syndrome’s devolution; Curing delusion: It’s time for revolution; Let’s get to liberation:- We’ve survived much worse Of the oppressor’s dam curse; Now’s too, we will burst: Liberation’s spring is here; We’ll be fighting without fear:- Now, its you folk’s call, To deal with that choice by y’all; Least all your hopes...

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The Golden Mean A simple mathematical ratio: 1.1.618 All nature in its simplicity follows this mean Shapes pleasing to the eye All in natural proportion Flowers on a plant Leaves on a tree Nautilus spiral shells on a beach Human ears on a head Eyes on a face Studied by mankind for millennia Mathematicians and artists Architects and builders Musicians and scientists Have all copied the Golden Mean Randomness...

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(“Still Life”, 2021, original encaustic) A World of Thoughtforms Caught in cascade tumble Splashing here there Without time to collect my self Let alone thoughts What is up becomes down And down up. As I fall Bits and pieces Are left scattered Splashed onto shores Evaporating into nothing Leaving only flow. Somehow in the process One is made greater With their losses Stripped of identities Like so many badges Of false honor. Not greater...

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new year, new you preposterous poppycock seasoned you shines through ...

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What’s natural is rarely kind. It’s what grows in leaps and bounds From chaotic paranoia in the abstract To orderly mitosis in the particular An avalanche of exponential divisions Until all resources are consumed All space filled And the cancer of desire Meets its end. Death is the end after all And likewise the beginning Each moment needing a start and stop Somehow jumping...

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Long, long ago in the dense warm rainforest where our ancestors swung from treetops in the canopy, someone fell - a slipped grip, a jammed finger or caught tail - down, down down they must have caught hold of a branch or a vine, or the hand of another of their species, a friend in a time of need because two hundred thousand years later and all seven billion of us have had that dream - falling, falling only...

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Side A: Players of an album made... Vinyl, cassette, CD. Audio output displayed To ears of you and me. Mono in the days of old For output of a song. Better mixing would unfold When stereo came along. Physicality was more Abundant way back when. One went to the music store To buy albums - and then... Side B: ...after years of being sold In shops to you and me, Music...

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