Best Hypothesis Poems

“The Swoon Hypothesis”  - Part 1

“Come, take my hand”, you say, “I will show you a story”.
So, I place my hand in yours, we walk barefoot cool, in scorching sand.
Strange I think, no footprints, no burns, no shadows, as I hold your hand.
The desert...

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The most positive hypothesis is:
And I, if I be lifted up from the earth, 
Will draw all men unto me. 
John 12:32 This has been tested 
Through the years,
 And it still stands true.
Will you test the hypothesis
Or still sit around being blue?
 The positive...

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"The Swoon Hypothesis" - Part 2



Arimathea stands next to you and I on the deck, soon we are back in Nazareth, you press into my palm, 
“A very rare Dubunni coin” you say - on it I see imprinted the word Eisu, this from 30...

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we choose to reject
the null hypothesis 
when it is true, 
but why I still love you leaves
no alternative...

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Once there was a teacher by name Jenish Anthony "the Holy"
represented success by the simple equation  “E=C2” coolly
“E” success in any endeavor of value
“C” uncompromising pursuit of a value 
Bloody this hypothesis of Jenish"the great teacher" is no folly!...

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Medicinal scents of my impending demise
Morph to chocolate, cinnamon, sweet death-day cake
The final images burned into these old eyes
Their expressions of consternation and heartbreak

Orange glow, I surround them, my body ceases
Engulf them gently in the thing they will miss most
My embrace opens them, and their...

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All day out of sorts with self I fluttered like a leaf
Upon a monstrous limb of grief
There was nothing in psychology or even belief
I found to bring my soul relief
All day with smoke filled eyes I prismed light
But could not see beyond my tears
The invisible...

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The moon was on its wane
Men enjoying killing animals in sport
Gallery floated by nymphs
Followed by princess and her mates

Hitherto hope sustained,
Anguishes over ruled,
Staggered by sickening quality
Merely were they impeded by malign? 
What instinctively I loathed is futility
Wondered, foul villainy will rein?

I dreaded rather a dark...

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Myths and hypothesis evolve through time.
From the Garden of Eden and before …
Until the undetermined end, men indulge themselves.
Speculation upon speculation, ideas arise and fall.
Hoarding the past *like shards on a battlefield.
**Dreaming, deliberating, debating ideas…seeking truths. 
Reckoning the present in terms of antiquity.
Archaeological finds ***dance...

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One day I sat silently thinking, 
"Everyone is entitled to their own opinion,"
and realized that old adage is completely all wrong.
Opinions produce nothing of value,
and can be potentially dangerous too,
so no one is entitled to their own opinion in truth,
if only the above an opinion...

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In measuring the Doppler shift of stars,
the universe we see seems to expand,
beginning a grand thought that is not ours:
God and the Big Bang do go hand in hand.
Created, the release of His remand,
the science having declared His demise,
heavens now collapse to a grain of...

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Cut the chedder
World wide boom and bust
Economic cycles derived
From circadian rhythms
Making a corroded artery plunge
Into diabetic, catatonic comas

Companies that mine hormones
Sparkling that appetite reservoir
Congress will fund the model
Subsidies to the dirt and cheese
Feed lot arranged for meaty pleasure

Health stricken from the record
Drug money pays of...

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The conjecture of cause
The evolution of effect
Harrowing my hypothesis
Like a wasp without a nest...

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A well-to-do professor,
sat under an oak and pondered,
upon the meaning of love.
With his formula, reason, and math,
he arrived at a hypothesis.
A young student , 
a man smitten with a raven haired,
green-eyed beauty.
Sat beside him ,
and helped him ponder.
As the young man's mind started to speak,
his...

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Paradigms of my loves are a mystery.
They set me apart from any other one.
Within any of mine there was no misery.
They were all riddled with such fun.
Though destined to failure, when begun,

They say three times is a charm in history.
Though it took me four, three...

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