"autotrophs" poems
From the alluring meadows of plants,
and the enchanting wonders that encompass it.
Each organism unique,
none as much as even bleak.
As we grow and split,
cell by cell.
Animals grow with development,
Autotrophs harness sunlight,
and breathe in food.
An unknown stimuli,
compromising all we'll know.
Leaving animals free of their golden glow.
Their response will soon show,
animals in exile from their once snug homes.
Apr 15, 2017
Apr 15, 2017 at 8:24 PM UTC
Air is for us to take O2,
Air is for autotrophs to take in CO2.
Air can form cyclone, tornado and hurricane,
It goes up to form cloud and give us rain.
Air is rich in nitrogen,
It is also present with the molecules of hydrogen.
Air helps the iron to rust,
Air is the envelop of gases present on the crust.
O2 and nitrogen makes the bulk of air,
Co2 and other gases are very few so it is good or not fair.
Of course the less amount of CO2 is less in air which is good.
But, how the plants will synthesize their item & how we will get much food?
Air exerts pressure,
Sometimes the aroma is mixed with air and gives us pleasure.
Feb 1, 2015
Feb 1, 2015 at 1:05 AM UTC
Aching! Aching!
Bleeding arches and broken guts,
Heart
Too
Slow and eyes,
Skimming shiny surfaces,
Don’t look! Don’t look!
Comparing inflorescences,
To other flower chests-
Mine’s too big.
Not enough soil.
Too weak for my own pedicles,
the sun hurts,
the sun hurts,
the sun hurts,
everything hurts.
It’s perfect Mommy!
I want that One!
Pluck me from the ground and destroy my nerves and veins
Photosynthesis doesn’t work,
On hollow laminas and lonely stamens.
Dec 12, 2017
Dec 12, 2017 at 8:41 PM UTC