Best Derivatives Poems
Can love then, be based
on an index of elements
from which one joyfully tumbles,
or drifts into equations, as we wander
toward a rush of serendipity ...
a metaphysical merging of ardor
writhing in a shared communion
like tuneful whispers in breaths of helium,
unabbreviated oxygen rhapsodies
from unbidden laughter,
invigorating the warmth of co-owned stars
on heaven’s destined oracle?
Love transcends chemical derivatives
of fractals or measurement,
between our atoms, relaxed
in the shuffle of emotional electrons
as we quiver weightless...
the heart’s embrace suspended together
in the affectionate cosmos
of a deep kiss.
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“How on earth can you explain in terms
of chemistry and physics so important
a ...phenomenon as first love? “-- Albert Einstein
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Strength Through Adversity Contest: Gregory R Barden
Re-post: 3/25/2019
~ It was a challenge for me to translate in meaningful ways
this abstract concept, 'physics of love,' but somehow
made sense of it by affirming that such is beyond mere science.
Thank you, Mr. Rogers (yes, his real name!)
for rescuing me from teenage purgatory.
Perplexed teenager, lacking social lumen
pulled C's in English, D's in History -
my dreadful retrograde trajectory
projected no collegiate acumen,
in prom discussions, practically subhuman!
Then, your poetical geometry
and sleek Cartesian choreography
became my sailing ship, and I, its crewman.
Derivatives soon danced in arcs non-static.
Pythagorean proofs helped me progress,
vectors resolved problems that once would vex.
Your agile algebra of joy quadratic:
my new hypotenuse of happiness
helped me to find myself... I solved for x.
Written 13 March 2020
"Never paint except with the three primary colors [red, blue, and yellow] and their derivatives." Camille Pissarro
One primary color can make me feel mellow
when warm like honey heated up or like rays of a golden sun.
It’s flax, saffron, blond, and canary yellow,
cheerful like a daffodil and bumblebee fun.
It’s bananas too and a well-buttered bun!
The second and vivid primary color
spells energy, boldness, passion and power.
Cardinals make most other birds seem simply duller.
A symbol of love, rose reigns as a fragrant red flower,
while scarlet and crimson sunsets my eyes can devour.
The loveliest for me of these three colors is the hue
that melds with yellow, thus creating green.
Some jewels, blooms and berries are naturally blue.
Splendid is a dusk with the tint of an indigo sheen.
Oh, cerulean sky above seawater shimmering aquamarine!
Through the faded door of never mind.
Couldn't find the button to rewind.
A lost cause that was left behind.
Two stars that just never aligned.
The what if's stayed where no one looked.
One little taste and then you're hooked.
The pot was boiling but nothing cooked.
Turn off the burner, room's been rebooked.
You walk the aisles browsing the styles.
And then check out as love beguiles.
Succumbing from her gentle wiles.
As you wonder if love reconciles.
The past caught up too late to matter.
There's no one left pitching the batter.
The game's been canceled on account of chatter.
The rules only count for the mad hatter.
I'm going home where no one lives.
I do what I want, no one forgives.
As the meaning wanes with derivatives'.
When the walls and the ceiling leak like sieves.
The past is still calling, the present is stalling.
Tomorrow's creeping, but barely crawling.
Till love come's again to find you falling.
And chances of hope don't end up appalling.
Cells aplenty, and blood coursing through my veins,
Derivatives of familial DNA strains.
Genetics play an important part, you see,
In the shaping of little old me.
The reading of books and the knowledge within,
Reflects in my speech, my thoughts and mind's ken.
The places I've lived, people I've known,
Have all influenced me as I have grown.
So, what makes me tick you ask of me?
A little bit of this and that, a real mystery.
9/5/13
Entered in Brian Strand's Couplet Poetry Contest
a triple pariku
the two part nature of light
reveals waves and particles
of Spirit a body forms
stabilized by precept, the Love heartbeat!
trinity’s derivatives
lights of Love’s incentive
proof of faith’s infinity
conscience's faith conceived self, light’s dimensions!
paranormal is divine
particle light dimensions
held in waves of suspensions
waves, fluid light suspends light’s dimensions!
For contest: Light Energy
In Honor of : Rick Parise
All around us
It’s an epidemic
Man-induced plague
It’s a conspiracy
To hook people
To non food foods
Eats that should be
Technically inedible
Anything to grease the wheel
Of factories and consumerism
Nothing grown naturally
Nothing from a farm
Heavens no
Promoting foods whipped up
From powders and chemicals
None of those
Vegetables or fruits
Or other live stuff
Let the population thrive
On plastic derivatives
Deceitfully charming
Taste buds everywhere
Inducing dependency
Decomposing corpses wandering
Like loose time bombs
Waiting to explode
AP: Honorable Mention 2023
Submitted on February 7, 2022 for contest A STRAND (1068) sponsored by BRIAN STRAND
Originally posted on November 11, 2017
having a pleasant and distinctive smell.
"a massage with aromatic oils"
synonyms:
fragrant · scented · sweet-scented · sweet-smelling · perfumed · [more]
chemistry
(of an organic compound) containing a planar unsaturated ring of atoms that is stabilized by an interaction of the bonds forming the ring. Such compounds are typified by benzene and its derivatives.Compare with alicyclic.
Instead of us raising a lot of static,
God said we would try new tactic;
Poems review;
Great we knew;
Add appeal with things aromatic.
Jim Horn
Known Now, A Hidden Sweet Wonder Rarely Known
( Shadow Sonnet, form number 6 )
Green forest glowings transcends earthly green.
Masked veils waiting to be wisely unmasked.
Why hide the answer after asking why?
Would a forest's skin be only bark wood?
Can not earth's Nature also prove man can;
live in peace and do right by letting live.
Finding old trees joyous in the finding.
Many jewels found where runes are many.
Tokens of darkness just ancient tokens.
On blood-sacrificing stones, red stains still on.
Hope for greater insight against lost hope;
revealed in wood old savagery revealed.
Yet old timber growths you may still find yet
Unknown miracles crying to be known.
Robert J. Lindley, 2-20-2016
Not necessary but still written in-
Syllables Per Line:
10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10
Total # Syllables: 140
Total # Words: 100
DEBBIE'S 6/6/6 CHALLENGE- Final poem(first draft)
SONNET FORM #6 - Shadow Sonnet May be written in any sonnet style.
The Shadow takes place at the beginning and ending of each line as
the words are identical or homophonic words or
their derivatives. 14 lines Should have a volta or pivot (if original form does)
Iambic pentameter is not necessary.
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Thank you so much Debbie for presenting this challenge, your generous advice
and sharing your great poetic knowledge.
Philosophers, down the ages,
Have strenuously tried
To figure out language:
Their numerous narratives polarize
Into two Grand narratives, a binary:
Language is referential / differential.
This binary has yielded numerous derivatives.
On the referential side, for instance,
There’s the view that language is an instrument,
As advanced notably by Aristotle, Bhamaha and Dandin.
On the differential side, we have
Saussure’s notion:
Language is a system of differences
(without any positive terms).
Derrida, for his part, widened it:
Language is infinitely differential,
As suggested by his coinage differance,
which implies: language is
slippery, radically unstable,
which, in turn, gave rise to
mind-boggling derivatives
in this postmodern world!
Some of them are: Derrida’s (own) freeplay
of the (autonomous) sign,
Bloom’s (willful) misreading,
And Lyotard’s (incommensurable) language games
(which we all play in this postmodern space willy-nilly)
All these differences have led
Often to acrimonious disputes,
Couched, of late, in a language
that abounds in ambiguity
and neatly underpinned by illogic!
The predicament of these philosophers (old or new) is:
What they and we all observe
is not language-in-itself,
but language as seen by us—
which is similar to what Heisenberg said about nature!
These disputes remind us
of the dispute among the six characters,
in the age-old parable,
which reportedly originated in the Indian Rigveda.
(but now found in several belief systems).
It’s the parable of the six men
(as narrated by John Godfrey Saxe)
Wherein the characters tried
To figure out an elephant,
which, unfortunately, none of them
Had the faculty to see:
So, one called it soft and mushy;
for another it was like a snake;
for the third, it was fan-like,
And so on.
Thus, they “disputed loud and long,
Though each was partly in the right
…and all were [rightly] in the wrong!"
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It's most fun to live on the line,
and see derivatives in-front of your eyes...
It's most fun to be alive and see for your side every mime.
It's most fun to align with the stars,
and be there before they start-
it's also something to granitize,
because a stereo only blasts your demise...
The next motive is errant spangled hermetic story board sting
and you...
Silly as the strings tying together every ring.
King Leonidas 300 and Counting
It was 480 BC
King Leonidas with 300 Spartan warriors held Thermopylae Pass
Fought against the vast immortals horde of Persian forces
Lasted and endured the Xerxes army
3 days with 4,000 allied strong for Greece
Resisting the first 2 days in mighty battle
With only 1500 strong
The third and final day belonged to Xerxes
Leonidas lost 299 of his men to battle
His allies also perished
In the Persian wave of death that day
The Gate Awaits
Derivatives of angled forces bent on destiny
Armored warriors spears and shields in hand
In V shape lined to face the demon foe
With swords extended confront a morbid horde
Certain death to follow
They stream upon their vile inhumanity
Through history and to this very mortal day
Nourished ground with noble blood
To spring our civilization forth
That which flows through time forever in our veins
For freedom…. never sleeps…but pulses toward the light
That final perfect design which defines us
They are the souls of history
300 marched and died there in the sands
Xerxes in his promise to erase all memories of Greece’s fame
To destroy all poetry and poets (for that alone he should die)
Now sleeps, the demon that he is, forever
In an unknown grave
And even I cannot pronounce or spell his name
underground governmental labs extract organs,
neon blood drips slowly to the concrete floor.
organic roots sprout growing through the cracks..
decorated bright magnets shake the instruments
of surgical precision.
duct taped mouths whisper out of slanted lips,
pass the scalpel, incision, cut, slice. wounds
heal instantly.
textured nitrile exam gloves tighten and are
placed on sentient being's, expressions fall.
skin once cold begins to thaw.
carbon and water separate, photosynthetic
membranes send electric pulses causing
condensation to drip up to the ceiling.
plant like derivatives pass prophetic codes,
biochemically changing their genetic disposition.
mineral deposits gather in the corner.
while aqueducts in siberia drain slowly into lake baikal,
energy seeking amber spheres float through the
murky water.
now a tall creature rises off of the lead surgical table.
and shapeshifts moving positive metallic-ions
around the room.
negative space holds itself abstract and still.
astrobiological chemist stagger back
breathing heavily through thier mask.
english teachers decide where to place
the emphasis, comma's become apostrophe's
and periods dark nebulas.
the equinoxes procession stimulates retinas to dilate.
molecular iodized salt is thrown over the
shoulders of superstitious catholic priest
falling to the ground and becoming holy.
Form:
DERIVATIVES TRADING
I bet
you sweat
BANKER'S PROMISSORY
NOTE
my gosh
what tosh
FINANCIAL TIMES
loan freeze
cash please
REPOSSESSED
no bread
in shed
Evacuate, immigrate,
contravene-covenant
escape,
encroachment
foreign attachment
intrusive?
"Independent Culture",
solidify
political ignorance-political unrest
cultural arrogance-social injustice,
social engineering?
terrorism?
communism?
weaponsa?
corruption
disease released!
persecuted religious belief?
exiled
dormant hatred
personality disorder?
dysfunction?
pestilence
inertia
condemned
terrestrial inert, powerless?
indignation
birth right fundamental indelible
fortitude complacent
sanctuary-democracy
immigrant conform
forsaken incurable
accept commitment
relinquish phobias'
restorative
restricted entry?
foreign policy
foreign derivatives
confound plagiarist
"country of origin redundant"
global congestion
upheaval agitation
our jewel, our land
nurture, keep pure
middle earth
Godzone
land of the long white cloud
violence zero intolerance
acceptance (no more)!
take your foreign negative mind set
your drugs - your drug money
off - shore.
poach not our existence,
stem not for sale
return to your source,
peace will prevail
if you are living with
violence and or drugs...
...you are not living...
...premature death you will succumb...