Summer Science Poems

POEMS ABOUT SCIENCE 3: EVOLUTION



Peers
by Michael R. Burch

These thoughts are alien, as through green slime
smeared on some lab tech’s brilliant slide, I grope,
positioning my bright...

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Climate Change Haiku
by Michael R. Burch

late November:
climate skeptics scoff
but the geese no longer migrate.



The King of Beasts in the Museum of the Extinct
by Michael R....

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“The End of Summer”

In those days 
they watched for signs
in the heavens

numbers connected
the ways that 
weighted the scales

written in the stars
a woman gave birth
to a...

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One Summer night, just around dawn
A Motley Crew came to town
But there was something that filled with dread
They were all very dead.

The folk scattered to...

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with a cat lying on my lap
a sough whispers in the trees 
as a summer day begins fading
the tiger lilies below bend as if trumpeting
a...

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I danced with an Alien
At the Diplomat’s Summer Ball
Though I’m not sure Dancing
Correctly described it at all.
A dancing partner with six feet
And thirty six naked...

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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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heat blankets the earth
	simple self-preservation ~
		prickly hedgehog ball...

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southern summertime
      a temporary torpor ~
            salamander sleeps...

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We grew up with sci-fiction,                                        ...

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The endless fight seemed to come to an end,
the toxic nature beaten out of men
by lessons taught, and pressure from above,
the masculine had surrendered to...

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I used to be an archaeologist,
and minored in paleontology,
had a job at a college and tenure,
Dr. Bascomb was what students called me.

I specialized much in...

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Tilting in the breeze 
branches sway to and fro 
to the rhythm under the world 
a delicate snow to autumn breeze 
rushing here, there 
breaking...

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Loose Magic

Pee-a-boo, I see you...
Got your nose, 
and not your toes. 
Skipping rocks, 
and bubbles in the park. 

Eye contact from across the room, 
notes...

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Spaghetti

The meat, 
the cheese,
the sauce.

The smiles,
the laughs,
the wine.

The music, 
the song, 
the moment... 

The vow of forever!

Then...

You and I, 
and the garlic bread!



A. Foster, Ann...

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