Rain 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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The crescent moons of the auburn sky
The acid rain clouds dance, purple, by

The air it stings as I respirate
A strange howling noise as the storms...

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Breathing in the luminous vapor that tastes like vanilla
While looking at illuminating our neon skyline
Since the moon and stars are veiled with the aluminium ceilings
Pastel...

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Close up, the lines appeared as a road map
for those seeking a route to their destination.
Igneous paths cut into the Earth's surface,
worn by centuries of...

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I woke up this mornin’ and my phone was playin’
A song about mornin’ rain
How did my phone know that it was rainin’?
I guess it’s smart...

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I stand barefoot eyes open sometimes closed but as I stare into the grey abyss that deluges rain and its oh divine potent power. It...

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How is it we are drawn towards
the better angels in our minds,
the ones that lift and help us drift
beyond our space and time?
 
What causes...

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Earth's final day came unexpected
It wasn't heralded, nor was it detected
The skies suddenly bled with starry rain
And everything living started to feel pain.

All lands and...

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I asked someone who ought to know
   a simple question of science.
The answer he gave, “We really don’t know,
   but as...

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How Pale the Poem!
(An Echo Poem) (1)

Are poems lovely as night's stars?
Aren't all more fireflies viewed in jars?
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Faint points of light man barely sees
now (gift...

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My brain is changing
I am not the vessel
My brain is changing
Wheels are turning
Being smart is sexy
Very Very sexy
Making it happen is SEXY
...These humans want to...

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...“They screamed that they should have a say in things,
we destroyed all who would question True Man,
until those who were left stopped their shouting,
since then...

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In the end you're only human,
In the end you're the only thing human.

The end is never a doubt in your mind,
The end is both good...

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Of paper and Ink
Warriors of words written in a land
Of Blood and broken toys
Jet black things
Set ice plains and caviar
Standing long into the starry night
Eyes...

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She was born as Holly Clarkson
in the year 1993,
and for most of her early days
she lived life uneventfully.

She grew up outside of London,
went to uni...

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