Best Dark Matter Poems
though her lips may smile
an ineffable sadness
lies behind those eyes
for despite my best
intentions, never would I
see them shine for me
tis not a fairy
tale, our paths must never cross
dark matter fences
There is this free ranging
substance filling the whole
universe,
It was called void but now
they named it Dark Matter,
It is an infinite ocean that
floats countless
galaxies,
You could called it as
blackest shroud,
Or sometimes be known as
darkest cloud,
It classification and
composition is still unknown!!
And scientists are still puzzle
by it's origin,
You could call it an element
that is neither living nor dead,
Do not brush lightly of this
amazing thing,
It has godlike power to hold
galaxies and invisible black
holes!!! And only
recently are these scientists
trying to replicate it in
laboratories,
While Astronomers around
the world looked through
their telescopes in their
observatories, With an
acknowledgement of one of
God's greatest mysteries!
Refered to as DARK MATTER,
Used to be called Space.
Sheri Fresonke Harper
Personifying Science contest
The universe is mostly abnormal,
if we accept that physicists aren’t wrong
and gravity remains uniformal,
otherwise galaxies couldn’t last long.
They’d spin themselves apart, unless, unseen,
missing mass resolves the disparity.
Dark Matter is needed to intervene.
Though not found, it can’t be a rarity.
“The clusters are like icebergs,” they patter,
“since Newton’s math holds true, so should be served.
There’s five times as much as normal matter,
or else momentum’s poise can’t be conserved.”
Though they’ll claim science is observation,
that’s often tweaked to fit the equation.
-- James Ph. Kotsybar
dark matter
seems unfathomable
like love is
It felt so massive then
But seems slight today,
In the hours of daylight –
As decisions get made.
What gravity held us together?
Invisible substance accounted
For so much attachment
Even as the proof revealed itself,
As intimacy wasted.
Dark matter composed our universe –
Mysterious, hypothetical
No one could observe
What pulled us in
(As normal matter can).
We have so little evidence
Except for light distorted
Over vast distances,
Remote and froze over.
So much time spent disputing
What stuff unseen drew us in –
Enlightened, now, and no longer
Afraid of the dark.
space worms mine darkly
in holes of cosmic blackness,
universe balanced
Hearing every raindrop
Feeling every grain of sand
Uniqueness of each snowflake
Counting every hair-like strand
The infinity of heaven
And the stars that soar within
Or eight billion human faces
Wearing resources to thin
What of all the tiny protons
Whizzing all round..
Electrons and neutrinos
Do their thing without a sound.
Overwhelming are the numbers
Or infinitesimal, it seems
Far more awesome than the presence
Is the silence inbetween.
Dark matter say the scientists
I know the opposite is true..
It's the dancing light between us
That's connecting me to you.
light dazzels
but all around black waits,
endless, timeless.
Stars crash against God's bedpost,
while the dead dream of thunder.
Eyelids cringe under their strike-
The smell of burning wood,
The rot of tomorrow's precipice,
drifts out beyond the grasp
of failing sense.
We are the quarry.
The open gash in the skin of existence,
born to bare the weight of those who
failed to learn to row with the gravity
of cosmic tide.
We crumble ashen pyres into our hearts
and breathe out darkened nebula-
Hope for a birth of chance.
A new beginning.
-James Kelley 2014, All rights reserved.
Dark Matter does exist
They said so on the radio today
It seems that scientists
Are working on another way to say
What we know anyway;
That stars determine, we are powerless
And gravity must have the final say
Form and substance fold away from sight
Entropy extinguishes the light
Perspective is diverted from it’s course
The universe, no longer infinite
Is fragile as the filament that links us to the source
Out across the waters of the formless silent deep
A goddess dreams a lotus in the vacuum of her sleep
Love is like the dark
matter: it holds together
the universe, yet
mine was broken and
fallen into myriad
of subatomic
particles like the
ashen, shattered pieces of
a fractured mirror.
I am aware,
my love, that I need to go
on the journey of
mine, without you. But
tell me, where to start; where to
take the very first
step into a new
life when I am even
incapable of
moving..? Even the
stars faded tonight, the moon
was blinded, the sky
is gone out choking
the love-red sun. Tell me who
am I suppose
to make it on my
own without your dark lightning;
without your black silken light.
Swallowing sorrow in the great abyss
Chasing creation with a dragons kiss
Dark matter appears in her new paradigm
As we dance with Shiva and annihilate time
Speeding spheres soon collide
Creating Chaos which will divide
Anti-Matter spews out destruction
As black holes are in construction
Dark Matter Messiah your wrath is near
What gift do you bring us Love or Fear?
Jan.26.2016
I
All that we see, up and down, day and night
May feel "LIGHT" but 95 percent, out of sight,
Is "dark matter"** that shaped our universe
II
You may ask, "How does he know this, Bible man!"
Quasars shine so bright, appear as stars to a human
Quasar is: Active Galactic Nucleus/Nuclei, powered by Black Hole
III
In 1979, Q9057+561 betrayed what Einstein guessed: G. Lensing
Revealing a massive galaxy sits between our Milky Way and Q9057+561
All this says stars rotate at same speeds no matter where they are!
IV
In Genesis, the very second verse, revealed Dark Forces, forget the Atom!
"[E]arth was without form, and void, and darkness was upon the face of the Deep."
Coincidence? What we see is tiny compared to what forces there be
**Note: I ought to make Dark Matter about 25 percent of the Universe because the link with Dark Energy (70 percent) is not there! So together dark "Forces" are 95 percent of what there is in the Universe
Dark matter cannot be seen,
does not interact
with any other radiation.
Yet it supposedly makes up
a quarter of the matter
in the universe.
Dark energy makes up 70 percent,
leaving only 5 percent to be
what we can seen
as visible out there,
billions of eons
of light years away.
So,Yes, Dark Matter
matters at lot.
But what of it?
Who of us cares?
What the heck!
a battle raging so deep inside ,
from your mind you cannot hide
. a soul tainted to almost black
caused by darkness's never seizing attack
sometimes praying that it would all end
but his soul has no bend
The blessing is his curse as well
In the dark his thoughts always dwell
From the light he slowly fell
No one seemed to hear his spoken word
so he feels they go unheard
Life seems to pass him by
not even the will to die
Doesn't even care why
Days mixing , turning into one
Dont care what next will be done
Where is lifes love of life of joy
Left him behind while still a boy