A part of something bigger
Sam Jelier
The Microbe
The Microbe is so very small
You cannot make him out at all, But many sanguine people hope To see him through a microscope. His jointed tongue that lies beneath A hundred curious rows of teeth; His seven tufted tails with lots Of lovely pink and purple spots, On each of which a pattern stands, Composed of forty separate bands; His eyebrows of a tender green; All these have never yet been seen-But Scientists, who ought to know, Assure us that they must be so ...
Oh! let us never, never doubt What nobody is sure about!
Hilaire Belloc
The Mighty Tardigrade
Behold the awesome water bear
A tiny puffy hero Who floats beyond our atmosphere
At absolute near zero
A brave and fearless debonair Who hardly needs to eat Amoeba here, a dewdrop there
It’s good to go tout suite
A boiling hot tub is just fine For rest and relaxation And catching a few tanning rays Of cosmic radiation Wherever its eight legs do go It’s always got it made And sails the universe’s flow
The mighty tardigrade James Leftwich
Mosquito
Stuck in time for years and years, tummy filled with golden blood. Captured in their amber spheres, revealed under layers of mud.
One scientist might proclaim, the resurrection of a carnivore. Danger might not be their aim, for they may not know the dinosaur.
Crissy Anne James
