Short Nitrogen Poems

Short Nitrogen Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Nitrogen by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Nitrogen by length and keyword.


Premium Member Element Of Air

      Prime is Nitrogen 

      to pacify Oxygen

      not to burn, but to inhale.


       Symbolising 
 
       enthusiasm, freedom,

       love, intellect, compassion.
Form: Other


What Are We Doing To Us?

What are we doing to our planet? 
Processing oils, 
pumping air with oxides;
be them sulphur, 
or nitrogen gas.
Burning coals,
manufacturing chemicals.
Making acid rain -
burning our -
dumb ass!

Premium Member The North Sea

Sea and sky in gunmetal grey Cold as liquid nitrogen The salty tang of ocean spray The ozone and the oxygen Caught in the lash of a flash downpour Our winter walk on a North Sea shore
sea
Form: Verse

Premium Member The Sunrise

The sunrise, pink magenta Against wispy white clouds Sudden noise, a lightning bolt The sky shattered, the air rolls back Thunder claps, nitrogen floats down All plants dark green, spring's rain storm
Form: Sijo

Bird Atmosphere

Success a bird nestling in the atmosphere, clouds of liquid water and ice crystals. There are three nestled in a personal basket poems, raps, and quotes, thin basket envelope, water vapor, nitrogen, and oxygen, giving 10 to 21% effort in the dry air, pressing forward as a hardware.
- Loverboi


Premium Member spring

Romans 8:37 _ Yet in all these things we are more than conquerors and gain an overwhelming victory through Him who loved us [so much that He died for us].

spring rains, thunderstorms water, nitrogen come to earth.... three ripe tomatoes food for the body food for the soul.... sustain and grow
Form: Haiku

Forbidden Fruit

W e are out of toilet paper I say! I’m gonna do my business outside beneath an apple sapling. That I may return a little phosphorus and nitrogen to the soil I have been so content to rob. And Years from now I’ll know that some bastard generation grows yet, sprung not from my loins, but thereabouts at least
Form: Shape

Liquid Candle

Liquid nitrogen is gassing through the wick.
Regulated just right slowly burning the wax,
Of the special candle stick.

But the Illusions looks like water burning.
Its harmless gas that is churning.
You can even light a match.
Don't worry about an explosion of a mess.

Water coming up from a candle stick, while the way slowly drips.
© Jack Reed  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Narrative

The Alchemist Plumber

Heavy metals make you dumb.
Arsenic, Gold, Plumbum.

Those metals take from the dome.
Why not try nickle, iron, or chrome?

Chlorine, sulfur, and radon will take away your breath.
Carbon, nitrogen, and hydrogen can make meth.

While mercury, zinc, and copper were known to the boomers,
lithium, silicon, and titanium were just late bloomers.

With Every Breath

Shaking hands
I clench my teeth
Anger pouring from me
Like Poison it seeps
Tainting everything he touched
Like fire melting rocks
Liquid nitrogen I burn
Memories like paper torn
His face a betrayal of all I knew
With laughter my heart he slew
Dead animal, rotting flesh
I curse him with a witches death 
Hurt and pain laced through my blood
Tainted till I go numb

Water Candle..

Water Candle..



Liquid nitrogen is gassing through the wick. 
Regulated just right slowly burning the wax, 
Of the special candle stick. 

But the Illusions looks like water burning. 
Its harmless gas that is churning. 
You can even light a match. 
Don't worry about an explosion of a mess. 

Water coming up from a candle stick, while the way slowly drips.
© Jack Reed  Create an image from this poem.
art

Premium Member The Gang of Six

Listen to poem:
In nature's design, six is the key to all life alive.
Hexagons in petals, snowflakes, and beehives thrive,
In music, blues and roots groups play the six-stringed guitar.
With songs made with a hexatonic blue note, added to each bar.
Six key chemical elements there when life first sprang
Were the notorious Carbon, Hydrogen, Nitrogen, Oxygen, Sulfur, Phosphorus gang.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Lightning Tableau

               nitrogen fixed bursts
  

                                    nimbus acoustics


                              neon lit cobalt


               static veins pulsate


                        almighty broadcasts


                                             synaptic feedback



3-27-2021
Tableau 2 Contest
Sponsor: Joseph May
Photo #6
Form: Verse

Premium Member Tomatoes

I kill for tomatoes

if only they were satisfied
with some~ the fat, green
caterpillars -- 

Weeds seem always to thrive -- 
like children somehow in the
gutter – soil of the street 
never needs tilling, or nitrogen
added, handily replenishes its own 
filth and acrid scent -- 

Occasionally one ripe
with good seed is spared
both plate and gutter

then to be crucified

The Scuba Diver

The Scuba Diver 

we look down
signal frantically
‘come up’,
though it is already 
too late

he dances wide eyed
with ecstasy
as the nitrogen 
tickles his cells

anemones
cling to the steep
rock walls
fish feed and dawdle
incuriously

we peer through
our tiny windows
into the ink black sea

as he goes 
free wheeling 
down, 
down,
a rictus of laughter 
on his face

Hate To Nurture

Have half to hang hand in hand
And harp the harmless hate
Then heap the hazardous haze of heartbreak 
And heave the ironic heroine 
Because the hollow horde that hovers over head 
Is now the narcissist on narcotics 
Creating nausea near the neglected one
While the network of nerves brings news 
Of the night nitrogen seemingly never-ending
So end the notorious nudge of nylon personality.

Orion

liquid oxygen, nitrogen, napalm
the many methods of modern BBQ
multi-pronged igniters injecting mainline
high pressure laser guided fusion reactors
subatomic quantum mechanical quasar energy
photons vibrating in Orion’s nebula
disintegrating galactic supercharged plasma
ejected from hemorrhoids at warp speed 
inner core’s event horizon is compromised
came through the worm hole
didn’t see it coming

Smart Child and Imagination

Smart child can imagine
The obvious wide margin
Between Whore and Virgin,
The young and the Ageing,
Main Language and Pidgin
Birds of Prey and Pigeon 
Human Heart and Engine
Detention and Prison
An Excuse and Reason
A Period and Peason
Oxide and Oxygen
Nitrate and Nitrogen
The Lord God and Satan
David and Jonathan
The Sweet and The Sour
A Grave and it's Flower

Good imagination
Beats intimidation.
Form: Rhyme

Hydrogen and Nitrogen

Hydrogen and Nitrogen

If you give a 
measuring tape a 
whiff of 
an of no 
colour powerful-smelling gas containing hydrogen and nitrogen he’ll 
lay out all the 
best facts that can be useful in 
arguments about the 
important role ducks play in 
the flora and 
fauna. Note: to 
increase the quantity of 
oxygen in 
the blood and 
make strong the lungs and 
heart share with 
anyone anything 
previously specified.

Periodic Table

Helium Lithium, Beryllium
They all rhyme,
which is the only way I can remember them.
Au is gold,
O is oxygen,
I’m not trying to be bold,
but life sucks without both of them.
Nitrogen, hydrogen
are both gases,
but that doesn’t mean they have the same masses.
Those are some of the elements in the periodic table that I find important.
I really don’t know much about the rest,
because in science class I never passed those test

nitrogen hypoxia

they sit him down, strap the arms,
not the old chair, not the rope—
this is cleaner, scientific,
no blood, no sparks,
just the mask.

the lungs beg first,
pulling at nothing,
a vacuum of sky
swallowing itself.

the heart beats like a busted drum,
then quieter,
the eyes go wet, then far—
a man drowning on land
without water, without storm.

the state calls it mercy.
but death is still death,
as the body visibly shows us.

The Chemist

you will long for this, Chemist,
i am sure.

inhale.
thicker than your skin,
whiter than the pupil of your eyes.
gush into your arteries,
it's pinholes, and pins,
and pin ticks, and stings.
from your foot, 
(I was familiar with),
to your thighs,
above your ribs,
inside the chambers of your heart.
hold it!
barricade your spine,
this is not your usual migraine.

you will long for this, Chemist.
this is love.
this is nitrogen.

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