Beach Science Poems

I was an illustrious, nuclear physicist, and I was studying the strong force,
Holding together building blocks of all atoms, as stars hold to their course.

That...

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my chair was in the path of totality
a thin ribbon about seventy miles wide
moving West to East
it does this because of at the equator
Moon's shadow...

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We grew up with sci-fiction,                                        ...

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Is it to be something if nothing it is can be
The wheeling whirring cogs
In the cluttering clatter of atoms and stars
Whirring their physics into oblivion
Nothing...

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Black Hotel
Immortal fear, 
blind rage appears on black rock… 

How does it rise along on a lonely beach?
…an outcrop of the night!

A black hotel looms...

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[Inspired by Carolyn Derbyshire’s
‘Footprints’ contest but too long]

For Dr Bartholomew Green
There’s little that he hasn’t seen
But here on this Jurassic coast
Is the place that he...

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The sunshine and singing birds, awoke me that fine day;
And warmth caressed my face, as the wrens began to play.

I stretched luxuriantly in my bed,...

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There is a rocket firing off today 
Sending a business adventure trip far away 
With the thunder below 
Up it will go 
Looking to put...

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The shoreline came into view
As the days drifting meant nothing to do
I woke each morning hoping for this sight
Being disappointed was usual as the sun...

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There they sit
The objects on the beach
Washed by the tide
Waves of chemical solution
No Earth like water
For this is an alien world
Full of familiar things
Yet as...

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'Tasting' the Lips of Heaven!

Do we 'taste' our 'creator(s)?' when loving night skies? 
For we gather now all that we 'see,' must be stars
Or detritus...

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I have the greatest of the great ideas!” My husband said. 
“Best one I have ever had!” He uses this line weekly 
Since he is...

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I feel my ears pop,
As the light above me increases ...
Columns of purple sunshine shimmer and dance.
I swim up out of the cool, inky blackness...

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The music was so very low
And it drew me on in the way to go 
As mysterious as it was beguiling
It led on with the...

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Oceans harbor many mysteries, some say too much.
Wave ends reach out to powdery sands, gentle foamy touch.
Beachcombers muse the seventh is always the largest wave,
Believing...

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