Triangular ears, cone shaped nose,
trapezoid body, coil of a tail.
The abacus of your black beady eyes
speaks of arithmetic, calculations.
What algebraic mind sends you barking
down the hall seeking out equations?
Licking your paws in algorithms
you breathe in cycles of in and out,
plus one and minus one --
napping in the zero of your bed.
You sweet, small mathematical creature,
I love you to infinity.
507.
Learn Advanced Math
Learn Advanced Math! Lines to Polygons
Curves, Circles, Angles to Polyhedrons
Challenge yourself with Algebraic Expression
Solve Polynomials & Linear Equations
Do Sampling Techniques, compute Data's Central Tendency
Test their Correlations & Probability
Study Linear Function by f(x) = mx + b
And Quadratic Function by f(x) = ax2 + bx + c
There are also functions that are Polynomial
Periodic, Logarithmic & Exponential!
-09/04/2016
(Dumarao)
*GEN Poems
Algebra makes me feel stupid.
Equations and inequalities,
algebra makes me feel stupid.
I could have an A in the grade book, but that doesn't mean that I understand.
lost in class, barely turned that in on time.
Algebra makes me feel stupid.
So I drift into my own world.
But at least in my world, I'm not alone.
Algebra makes me feel stupid,
it's not my teacher's fault, but my own.
The problem is, I run on academic validation, more so than food or water,
so I sink.
pretend- and make them think
make them think I know what I am doing,
but I am on the brink.
the brink of failure.
Algebra makes me feel stupid.
once gifted, now barely scraping by.
once impressive
what makes me impressive?
certainly not my ability to solve complex algebraic expressions.
is it my ability to fake it?
to only raise my hand when I know the answer?
Is it too late?
is it too late to know the answers?
too late to say I don't understand and ask questions?
Algebra makes me feel stupid.
once excelling in school, now regular.
You're nothing. Yet, the highest of worth to numbers you add,
Could one think of the algebraic structures without you?
In your addition, numbers, like bricks on buildings, get clad,
You play a placeholder role; in your role, you stand true...!
Like the wise, having no pride as much of a mustard seed,
You hold the numerous world in your realm with so much ease;
To your silent call, the business domain pleases to heed,
At your calculations richness of the rich seems to cease...!
You fill the empty place and make it, like gemstones, worthwhile,
With your merging, one to nine, with synergy impregnate;
One could find on each number, when you meet them, a sweet smile,
To amalgamate with you, does each number yearn to wait...?
Do you, Zero, the real hero, preach simplicity?
With your nothingness, lo, you bring highest felicity...!!!
Latin waiter….”Et tu Brute”
Artistic restraint
“just why is it that the pumpkin MUST be orange.”
Field trips
A 2nd grader wonders: “Just who is it that the corn stalks?”
Punishment
Write “I must not talk and laugh in class” 500 times*
*I wrote “I must not talk and laugh in class 500 times” 500 times
Grammatical “measurements”
’You have less milk, fewer cookies.” (Sister Aloyisius circa 1953)
Algebraic Anomalies….
”Ya can’t add apples and oranges and get bananas” (Brother Frederick circa 1960)
Detention
“Just cuz someone wrote it don’t mean ya hafta quote it” (detention circa 1962)
Religion…
“There’s nothing original about sin”
Geographic jerrymandering
“they’ll reshape, reform, and rename it all anyway so……”
John G. Lawless
11/20/2022
In school we had to learn algebra.
Ex: ½y - 3 = 2-½y
We had to find y, but why?
In life, I never needed to use any type of these algebraic equations, yet somehow, I still find myself trying to find y.
Like for instance,
Y - a credit score is of so importance here on earth when it’s not a requirement to get into Heaven, which means people with an 800 credit score can still go to hell.
Y - a light bill is $200.00, that’s not light.
Y - my baby daddy sex was so good, lol.
Y - the United States not united.
Y - some people don’t know that the beeping on their smoke detector means the battery needs changing.
Y - Jack jumped over the candlestick, lol.
Y - I have forgiven my student loan, but the government hasn’t.
I'm no expert mathematician
Can't do algebraic addition
And solving quadratic equations
are way beyond my expectations
Both hands counting as some people teach
even number ten is beyond reach
A sharp blade took a finger digit
But I thinking I'm doing just fine
I can add five with four equals nine
Dan Prizner 5-17-21
used howmanysyllables.com and the syllable counter here on PS
Numbers come from a singularity at sea
Grow into oceans numerically speaking
Fluent in the foreign language of Chronology
Born from an original source sequentially conceived
Sometimes repeating calculus because they can
Starting out as the number one and counting
Figures break down into fractions
That hatch from shells on the banks of logic
Mathematical equations have solid names
John and Mary are not among them
Algebra is also not related at this time
However, Algebraic expressions seem human
When written as a quotient of polynomials
Rational and irrational as they may appear
Numerical oceans floating on logic surround us
It is hard to grasp such fluid objects in motion
Chronological or otherwise they still come
One after another exponentially counting down
Dividing by ten to get to the sum of the day
X Marks the Spot
It’s the 19th consonant, 24th letter, of the alphabet,
A Teachers’ markings, for wrong answers on a test!
A Greek numeral representation for, the number ten!
An unnamed or unknown, person, place or thing,
Used to remove or cancel, a word of unnecessary need,
A movie rating to discourage viewing, by unsuspecting teens!
It’s an algebraic exponent used in mathematical computations,
A place holder in the PEMDAS test, to eliminate confusion!
A pictured symbol for the word “cross,”
Ballot markings “yea or nay” or “win or loss!”
Signature representation of ones’ individual best
Letter ending expression, sealed with a Hug and a Kiss!
XOXOXO
Written By: Sarita A. Milliner © 12/14/16
Equations
Linear array of
life symbols,
If one could set forth
on left and to the right,
A mere balancing
of algebraic equation,
We swing to tunes
pulleys struggle a balance.
Unlike free birds
that fly limitless,
Confident cricket
that shrills constantly,
Bees humming
still their honey lost,
Flowers perishing
leave fragrance in air,
All celebrate life
no equations saught.
Man wasting
efforts and time,
Interfering into
laws of nature,
Killing and exploiting
in name of equations,
Nothing set right.
Let learnings
of physics, chemistry
and mathematics,
Apply to real living
Equations of love
and laughter,
Wisdom and speech
emotions and trust
Be congruent.
Written March 12th, 2016
For contest "Equations"
Sponsor- Anthony Slausen
Now entered for "101 in a row- 14- poetry contest" by PD A
One Look
Equals a double glance
Subtract the problem
Replace the stance
Tomorrow whispered this algebraic problem in life's ear
yesterday I thought you was sent to make this type of **** clear
now I see the fight in me is still there respectably I am in the moment of gain
Observing as you sit you back and your chest pumps with a lump of pain
Tears fighting to let go from my eye lids like a actress celebrating the road of fame
I have no guilt for your shame
Thanking the people told her that she couldn't ever make it
Respecting the opinions people that dropped her off the in the land fill
can you feel the pains that the soul plays
as the water dries up by the days
I cant find a reason to fear you
I just have a lot of numbness from what you have put me through
i see you don't believe in but I got Jesus with me
So just know its a legend living inside of me
Thinking 2.o
Blinking a perfect word over flow....though I over throw my critical mind thinking...
but still blinking thinking 2.o...here we go....the square root of the connection to my mind and to these words is 2.o of my thinking process which solves for X...
bringing my eyes to start blinking paragraphs like algebraic math equatic polluted solution now I'm shooting my loaded word weapon clip Run....For fun I write....
I empty my mind 'til I feel right.....I eat words in the morning...afternoon and at night....it's tight compact words that interact but never lack or give slack to my
critical mind...which makes my eyes start blinking but I'm still thinking 2.o....woa!
By: Peter T. DeSpirito
She Is
She is...my hope for...my everything that I adore...my live for my die for my laugh with my cry for...my want more...my look for...my could be better half...my must have...my algebraic...math equation..equaling the solution to my love starvation...
my think about...my shout it out...my help cry out...my hand in hand walking mean..man...she is my Queen...
She is my learned love mentor my hopeful meant for
(can i walk with you...talk with you...lay with you...stay with you...grow old
and gray with you...laugh with you...cry with you...die with you smile with you...
oh so special you...look up to the sky with you I mean oh my I just want to try....forever I wanna be your guy...).....my kid creator....no one greater...it's her.. she is..my there she is...but where is she? who is she? I mean...
who could she be...? I realized that I may never know her...cause I thought
I met her many times before...feeling secure...in my heart...cause of the love they gave I was so sure our love was pure...so sure...that my love was finally found...
but instead..a whole in my love boat nothing left to do but drown...
By: Peter T. DeSpirito
MATHS TEACHER
It’s somewhat like a card trick
A mathematical wrist-flick
All those x s and y s
Surely you must be really wise
To civilians it’s a mystery algebraic
To teachers it is knowledge prosaic
Some is modern, some is archaic
A mathematical knowledge mosaic
You rhapsodise over differentiation
Or enthuse about a simultaneous equation
Drool over the intricacies of geometry
Discuss the various angles of trigonometry
You seem to do it with ease
Seems like a great deal of wisdom
It’s like you’re speaking Chinese
But they’re not from the Middle Kingdom
Truth is it’s like riding a bike
The more you do it, the more you like.
You just gotta train your mind
Till it’s no longer a pain in the behind.
Can't wait to see the rain of sunshine on my skin,
Dripping heat and prosperity against my fleshy limb
Words are like numbers, add them up until they make sense
Realize algebraic conversation often will make you dense
Weird
Like black hair and crimson lips for the heel on my shoe
Haha, you lie there and I am here with you.
Facination will draw you in like a puzzle in the wind,
Where the peices of either luck or fate click and clamp together in the square
Round off the tenth sentance to the nearest decimal,
I will not stop here.
-Jess
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