Best Magnification Poems
Close up you can see the colossal amounts of energy
it took to grow this plant from a seed
An even closer look through the microscope,
inside lies the complete genetic information
Images of texture I can almost feel
Spikes that pop up prickly come alive
I have no limits to magnification
I can see vibrant stars dead center
Elements of sunshine tan and green
Sediments of gill filaments in V-shapes
Arrows in grooves with silver linings
Natures details to resemble filigree
Mucus glowing its sickle-shaped petal lobes
Milky sap growing within, aligning
milk vines and perfect pinwheels
Nature’s own flower arrangements
Under a microscope
MAGNIFICATION
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Close up, the rare metal
shows me its greyish form:
no dots or dashes here.
A disappointment,
for I heard once a scientist say
that under microscopes
the dots and dashes seem to bleep
a Morse code that would save the world and more.
Written: November 24, 2023
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Close-up screening will show the flaws.
Under microscope, watch the draws.
With fresh style—microscopy tool.
Sight blur has been fixed—law or rule.
Microscope grips when bright hue thaws.
Close-up screening will show the flaws.
Scab thinness—less than two microns
Hook the dwarf scope—to grasp ions.
A maze echo—of magic dream.
Wanning under the noiseless stream
Close-up screening will show the flaws.
Disclosure of traces—that yaws
Pathways forged by spirits with faith.
We all crave relief from the wraith.
Who blesses hearts—effects show cause
Close-up screening will show the flaws.
intense devotion
swaying with emotion
in
heightened expression
magnifying the Lord
in language transcended
rising to heaven
transformed
by the finger
of God
a thank offering
to reach
the ears of the Lord
"Magnification of the Proctor"
****************************By Ricky1024*******************************
Written on July 19th 2015 at the general sect, priesthood meeting in East Brunswick NJ.
"To order to subjugate the 'Inner We' we first need {yes indeed} to hone our spears and message the 'Creator...
"God knows well that we need {yes indeed} to subjugate our world with more of our principles."
...
"To 'Honor and Respect'{what the HECK} through religion is important and well needed so, so, very much like a tree without leaves, a boat without a sail, or a blind man without guidance, lets take a deeper glance {by chance}".
...
"A tree with no leaves will not produce shade, a tree with no substance will produce no roots so no wood {as it should} but we can assist!"
"Resist and join my band!"
"Take your brother and sister's hands! "
If not there will be no lumber to heat and slumber!'
...
"We need to spread our leaves and proliferate, the subjugate.
"We need to grow tall and produce the seed{ in need}.
"Then and only then my fine, writing, friends} will we be...
"As tall as a tree with leaves that that block the sun and display as we {each and every day} on this great planet of Earth {the place of all human birth} as we...
"Are...
"More then we have been...
"Amen."
Close up, secrets uncovering
I find myself hovering over
a modern, optical microscope
Out of focus (coarse adjustment)
Blurred image corrected,
revealing… clear-felled trees?
Sharper detail (fine adjustment)
Microscope mesmerizing as colors burst
Scale thickness less than 0.55 micron
Small rake angle and smoothness
implies low friction coefficient
Light permanence even, shadowless—
Finest quality from Istanbul
Wish I had a roomful
Close up, on the smooth couth
meretricious pod, vibrantly
violating my optics violently,
even through the microscope.
Its swarthy stare is maliciously
resplendent and evoked from
parsimony.
Nature's beauty is suicidal.
pulchritude through lens,
but a spike to the neck.
Even in risk, identified ignorance is ignored.
veracity is a voodoo doll,
if you toss it out it re-emerges like
a comet
relentlessly.
the microscope aggrandize on its perilous magnificent shock.
like an arboreal boat it is shielded but
pops in agitation, adjudicating what
personality to adorn.
It feels like a placid charade,
for toxicity comes with respect
and beliefs, adherence.
just like a horse belch loyalty
and a den of destruction
her seeds swell calmly in hot dosage bean.
opulently lethal.
I see her dancing high on the bed of pleasure
through the microscope, with feets enveloped in predicament and her lips covered in crimson ichor.
A queen, so clean, a routine as green.
Close up,
one eye is pinned against the lens
of a freshly sweat-slickened microscope,
while the other eye winks;
equal in effort of support,
they strain to penetrate
the thickened surfaces of initial green,
finally revealing a sturdy complex
of slack-lipped pores.
Each industrial stomata
gaping as a gateway for gas exchange,
guarded
by pairs of protective cells
poised
to regulate the flow of air,
one after the other.
Swoosh of greater magnification exposes
the guardians, shaped like common kidney beans,
ridges and grooves of pigments
circling around like bubbles of starch,
migratory as morning mist.
Inside this plastid factory of synthesis,
even greener dots of color fill
the organelles,
powerhouses of observable DNA machinery
relentlessly persisting,
regardless of the shifting scale
of perspective
up Close.
When ugly is magnified
It becomes scary, repulsive
So let your inner beauty grow
Let this be your magnification
Close up in the depth of my soul, I wonder why,
Loneliness grips me, leaving me to cry,
Partners came and partners went,
Leaving me in an empty nest, feeling spent.
Loneliness suffocates, a heavy weight,
Leaving me longing for a soul mate,
Microscope on this lingering pain, there lies a cure,
A path to healing, to love, and to endure,
Close up on pain, embrace solitude, a chance to grow,
Discover yourself, let your inner light show,
Microscope on solace in passions and dreams,
Build a life that’s vibrant, bursting at the seams.
Close up on challenges, a mountain to climb,
Microscope on resilience, enduring through time.
Examine the tears, each one a pearl,
Close up on strength, in the face of the whirl.
* MAGNIFICATION-
I see, I feel chose up, Natural soul mine atoms mold
Compulsive make up looked upon, so
I see Seismic waves micro-
I feel High pressures temperatures carbon atoms
Of coal matters at very high pressures and temperatures,
I see gem jewel marvel pearl
I see treasure wonder crown jewel
I feel carbon atoms squeezed so touching more atoms knows?
As well I feel and see plum imperial phenomenon COAL
I see, I feel chose up carbon atoms bond
I see atoms and result diamonds formed
I see amplification overemphasis
Overplaying, dramatization mustn't hold our breath
Over dramatization fuel scoria
I see, I feel chose up Embellishment of anthracite carbon char
Enhancement extravagance ember culm
Hyperbole aggrandizement coiner ash
Additions carbon, intense heated press together glitters diamonds sparkle-far
the surface of earth's mantle create I see natural diamonds brawn
180 to 300 ft adorned down drape array furbelow overstatement task-dawn
I see, I feel chose up look at the pressure exaggeration
I feel and look process of something or being magnified,
especially visually speculation
I see, I see, I feel chose up gem jewel marveled pearl
I see treasure wonder crown jewel
I feel carbon atoms squeezed so touching more atoms
As well I feel and see plum imperial phenomenon COAL fathoms
I see, I feel chose up, somethings be made diamonds
pressure exaggeration
Processes of of being magnified, visually I see, I feel chose up speculation
I see, I feel I see, I feel chose up chose up
12/11/23
For Magnification Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Julia Ward
Close up I study it.
A tiny chip of mineral,
Through my powerful microscope.
Excited to learn what I will see.
The light is poor,
The tiny chip glows.
It has an irregular pattern,
Of multi colors,
Unlike anything I have seen before.
I see colors of the rainbow,
All in an iridescent moving pattern.
It’s a play of color.
Translucence through the microscope.
I am watching an amazing lightshow,
From this tiny chip.
Like its on fire.
Colors seem to be exploding through the lens.
What a beautiful mineral this is.
Close up
the microscope
shows the hidden beauty
and unique design of each grain
of sand
painted
with loving care
and consideration
as a gift from heaven to me
by God.
close up
of sand
painted
by God
Close up,
Beautiful golds and yellows erupt,
As I look through the microscope,
Be careful on the stope,
Don't trip, or the fools will mistake,
And betake,
It's beautiful crystal formations,
All in one station,
Packed together as one,
Glittery, golden, crystal sun,
Tricking all and pretending to be another,
I bet it wants to be more important, if it had its druthers,
Lines everywhere,
A mix of colors making me stare,
Eyes have to dart around to find the different shades of gold,
Small or big specks of yellow, so bold,
It fools everyone, making them question,
Whoever holds possession,
Look closely at its setup,
Close up.
Close up, seeing it, it looks nothing like the object that it is.
Why does the microscope show the minuscule imperfections of objects?
I guess when things are magnified, you can see the individual disfigurements,
the atoms, molecules, bacteria, that are out of place.
But in a way, these slight quirks form originality and beauty.
In the same way that every snowflake is unique, every Leatherleaf fern
is different, even if they have the same chemical composition.
One electron out of place. One less proton. That's all it takes.
Every spike of the fern, every vein in the leaf, is the only one like it.