Best Cosmology Poems
language — the threshold of the universe
tracing hidden membranes
each word, ganglion
where starlight settles into semantic scaffolding.
we are nerve-endings
where it shivers into tongue
quickening drum of chest.
white space exhales corona-fire
self expands, exoplanetary —
each firing a solar flare
reaching stellar drift
where rift becomes gift.
body tessellates —
flesh dreaming treillage sleep
deep in dendrite-forest
the universe yore-wakens
never separate.
intimacy resurfaces —
lowercase, unannounced
sharp as transistor-click
the universe leans closer —
a soft swirl into wrist and star.
the last synapse
burns backward through fuse
recognition in wristwire
recognition in starlace.
the universe
inscribes first
hieroglyphic axiom.
Dark matter makes scientists sweat
Their telescopes can't find it...yet
What's lost could be found
If they’d just turn around
And gaze at a sexy brunette
moved around so fast
outran traces of my past
contacts I'd amassed
with little hesitation
lost sight of situation
not stabilizing
life without compromising
'til next uprising
left holding tight to what was
searching out the next just cause
tangled up in lies
slim prospects can agonize
tear through the disguise
certainly no going back
when all planning goes off-track
some beliefs abide
because of truths which they hide
past acts they've denied
everything and nothing count
souls each taxed by right amount
my own mother's faith
premise easy to forsake
seemed too profit based
afterlife but a cheap trick
fake carrot attached to stick
relativity
defines things differently
with more symmetry
increasing agility
throughout the totality
time a state of mind
often used to try to find
nature's true design
of a mass always the same
yet constantly rearranged
where do we reside
in universe vast and wide
peer out from inside
closer to edge than center
current knowledge can't render
dark skies filled with voids
the cosmologist enjoys
and black hole destroys
this universe more or less
is chock full of nothingness
science lights the way
to where we headed these days
bits, bytes, down runways
send voyages toward Oort cloud
seeing how heavens are plowed
ride the bleeding edge
with data mining we dredge
what Einstein alleged
learning even photons bend
in order to reach their end
How can there be - anything?
Everything from nothing, why?
Everything from nothing; in the
beginning was the Word
The Immense Hadron Collider
has found Higgs
Everything from nothing;
gravity waves observed
In the beginning was the Word,
why? Everything from nothing
Everything from nothing, why?
In the beginning was the Word
The Higgs Boson lives
Everything from nothing;
in the beginning was the Word
Gravity waves observed
Everything from nothing, why?
Everything from nothing
In the beginning was the Word
Everything from nothing
Out with the old, in with the new
That is our strategey as regards the universe
Old truths disappear like grass during a brush fire
One dawn follows another
The risk is palpable
We still must be careful to be exacting in our choice of symbols and words
"The Joyous Cosmology" is what we are after
Our eyes gaze upon the stars
We hope there is something out there we can feel a kinship with
We're a small part of eternity
We ride beneath the moon in our small boats
Looking heavenward, we dare to hold our small flag aloft
Guided by love - we face creation with beating hearts
We will refuse to become slaves of fear
Our resolution is strong and our voices ring in the city canyons
A change is surely coming!
Earth has no special vantage point
Even in the Milky Way village
We see as we would from Andromeda
Scientists do measurements, math
But none knows the when, why, who?
At the start, before Laws, before big bang
Now, if expanding universe, speeds up too
The when and why become clearer
After the first quarter of 12 billion years
The mass in dark energy exceeded all
So, it seems each universe sits atop
A black hole, warping in time space fabric
As do each universe, every universe
And it could go on for Eternity
Excuse me Dr. Guth, but cosmic inflation
Sounds like explanations, yet confusion
Why all laws of physics would go away
So you might give us a bang in the big bang
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There is a revelation in nature
How does a beast nurse it's future
generation?
Be it a vulture, wild boar, or Tasmanian Devil
Who teaches nature to sit, hungry for a day, on eggs,
As reptiles sndcserpents do,
even if Dinosaurs used to?
We must do more than procreate; nurture our young
For Nature's critters protect from danger and evil
The young, their future generations
There are two major Revelations
One: scripture and Two: mother Nature
We as humans must do as Nature. Yet more, as in Nurture
II
From the stars and mountains that bow to God
Or parents that showcase they know the Word
That taught them to do more than animals
To pass on values, such as flying geese share in leading
Their energy conserving. Or monarch butterflies
That migrate from Canada to Mexico (without visas)
In three generations, return to breeding in Canada!!
Creation teaches us deeper questions, to think
and ask about space, quanta, why & how we blink ...
To ask why does a burning ball, our sun, not just glow
Instead it shines! How
do photons escape the nuclear fission?
The complex world of subatomic particles: the nuetrinos tunneling through unimaginable heat
Here is one mystery to Teach and Repeat:
Nuetrinos tunneling through the sun,
To make a glowing ball, stream light and heat
And make earth our own (for growing Life)
Reduce the strife ... HEAR mother nature's advice
A star struck world desiring itself.
A cosmology endowed in wealth.
A swirling of magic and mist.
A cosmology of integrated fist.
A world of big dippers and little dippers.
A sky with monopoly.
A world of cosmology.
Shining glitter.
A world fashioned splitter.
My cosmology.
Your cosmology.
Where upon the earth do I acquaint new life?
A Spirit who scampers upon a banshee breeze,
Unsure—anxious thoughts taking aim, rife, unmoored
Focus unsharp—a fog on a mountain freeze—trees
Seek hope, its landing unannounced, high and lofty:
A child, clay-borne, raised by morning’s star,
and bearing the velocity of love
Untainted, untrodden, undaunted, unstifled—
What nurtures freedom in a nature made for freedom
Time clicks; a moment slips, forgotten.
Hallowed, sought, bought, fraught—a chiefdom
Berean, listening without ears of cotton
Whispering, churning, turning, burning—wind
A persiflage ingested as thunder rumbles, grumbles
Persistence, resistance—conscripted in sin
There, a cry for wisdom, yet stuck—fumbled
Who? A father, mother, sister, brother—kin?
Progeny, cacophony—perhaps fools on atolls
All, forgotten tenets in interplanetary space
The medicament—far-reaching, teaching bleeding souls
Contrary to prevailing belief: to show no grace
Yet responsible life-stewards, a virtuous gift extols
Greater, higher—hope, faith, and love proclaim the Ancient Scrolls
Thunderstruck
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A somber sleep falls upon Saturn,
as the Golden Age of Man comes to an end,
passing like silver moons' phases to another cycle of time,
and the fortunes of both man and of woman,
they are paid for in currency of toil and strife,
like the coin paid to the ferryman of the River Styx,
in which mortality meets finally it's end.
His rings orbit no longer in joy for opulence and wealth upon the Terran sphere,
as the arrears of humankind causes humanity to pay for the wages of its sin,
and the din and misery of war starts slowly to creep forward,
as The Sun,
before a source of warmth,
it blazes forth in oppressive heat,
breeding the locusts that come from corruption of matter in rot,
as the trials and tribulations of humanity,
they now come to be to the gods to be as naught.
Oh,
how I mourn for Saturn in his mysterious sleep,
as somehow,
the mystery of how this silver age that has come to pass,
it settles upon my brow,
and I fear now that this age of silver that just now dawns,
that it will recede further to an e'en more corrupted age of bronze,
in which humanity shall strive to til the soil with broken back and heavy heart,
asking in his soul what has come to pass,
why,
after a time in bounteous glory,
the gods have come to abandon them to sorrowed repast...
Copyright © 2015 Robert Matejko
I
Why does the universe look the same no matter where we ( humans and telescopes) look?
II
The question is complex for this reason: an expanding universe from the Big Bang, has voids, columnar structure, and may be akin to the biggest sponge, between galaxies.
III
A possible answer is the theory of Inflation, and the role of theoretical.particles called inflatons. In the milliseconds after the big bang, inflation is said to have occurred. Quantum mechanics, Heisenberg's Uncertainty Principle, speed of light ... explain if a small start to the universe is true, "homogeneity" in the universe depends on particles behaving in unpredictable ways.
NOTES:
1. A finetuned universe from Genesis / START makes the most sense. The theory of Inflation replaces the Creator with Inflation.
2. This theory has failed to produce the required FLAT SPACE TIME (a la Einstein) in experiments. Spacetime is a coin with heads and tails likely; our universe landed in the edge! ( Fine tuned?)
It was a younger time,
a clunky age
a dial-up decade.
Not knowing why
or why he should not,
he sent out needy signals
into the vast unseen
seeking worlds
populated with only females.
Many were drawn into his orbit
many failed to respond.
Eventually a divorced lady from
the fabled city of Doncaster
seemed willing
to be drawn into his net.
Sensual seeds were planted
in a garden they both watered.
It was love; it was true.
By an enveloped voyaging
they exchanged
photographs taken years earlier.
For hours, a muted
disappointment fizzed and spun
around a digital cosmos;
both grew distant,
together they dialed-out,
sending new rockets of desire
unto more invisible
yet detectable applicants.
I
Think of a huge pond or lake. It's been raining. While ripples fall and send their concentric circles further and further, you no longer see individual ripples and circles. Although it's now a confusing criss-cross of space and time, you can track back to the individual raindrop that started each ripple - backwards in time. That's the way to understand what was before each Big Bang.
II
Why would there be only One Big Bang? One singular event that altered the thermal equilibrium? Especially since we have the Second Law of thermodynamics implies the universe becoming more and more random from where it began. So, going backwards in time we get to:
a. No randomness
b. No time ( the universe forgets both time/speed and even how big it is).
c. The analogy of raindrops hitting the lake surface ( space-time canvas?) may now replace the raindrops with BLACK HOLES. The black hole in our Milky Way will collide with the ripples of another black hole in an expanding universe, where the "ripples" also keep going out further and further. But so are the other "ripples" in the universe. Hence, big Bangs.
In the last small armed grip
Of trenchant technocrat underling
Dissolved with poison stripped from putrid earnings
Tree of life displayed is churning
Urging the virgin men to give up toiling
To hold the last ember burning
And lay down the sword of foolishness
Vanished this wet dream syndicate
As dizzy spells of archaic control no longer fool
The articulate minds of creative surging
Young bliss beings in the prime of the sun
We will have known the war over
It could never be won
No skin could transform in its light
So with might is right ethic
Duality must banish
From electric thoughts so composed
A repose gathering
Nature unstrangulated
Trees unmangled
Soft sand caressed
As lapping waves
Lead us toward sanity
A natural/spiritual,
multicultural,
bicameral dialogue
develops a healthy cognitive/affective individual,
So too,
development of a metaphysical system,
is, through diverse seasons,
creative
and re-creative
and pre-creative
and un-creative
and not un-creative
in-between synthesis
Of physical facts
and metaphysical feelings
out of which a new contagious
robust
resonant
resilient paradigm
Emerges
merges
re-emerges
pre-merges
un-merges
not un-merges
democratically organic
holistically in-between interdependence
and equitable independence.
Universal principles
and ego/ecosystemic
nondualistic unitarian understandings
organically develop
within each ego/eco bilaterally healthy system,
whereby resilient networks of communication
undergo continuous co-acclimation,
physical and metaphysical,
natural life territory
and spiritual wound healing maps,
self/other revising
refining
changing definitions,
double-binding pan-transformations,
holistic communions.
Like a democratic intended constitution,
or multicultural health,
or equitable
and wealthy robust climate
of truth and safe beauty,
Any polyphonically resonant thought/felt system
becomes resiliently health-wealthy
only in its co-relational
interdependent dipolar co-arising entirety.
Ego/eco-systemic prime indigenous learning
provides a win/win therapeutic-historic way
of perceiving ego-centering
polyculturally communing persons
with bicameral balancing curiosity
And this deep integrity learning
graces natural/spiritual
open whole systemic climates
of bilaterally transformative
natural health/spiritual wealth
green cooperative wisdom
Co-arising natural civil health,
robust
non-violent communication,
with spiritual
metaphysical wealth
of non-violent communion.