Best Mathematicians Poems
E Pluribus Unum ~ Out Of Many, One
[Author's note: E Pluribus Unum is a traditional motto of the United
States, but the scope of this poem is intended to be of a more global scale.]
We are farmhands, postal workers, we are rich industrialists
We are pilots, sailors, warriors, mathematicians, scientists
We are doctors, nurses, dentists; taking care of those in need
We are teachers, flight attendants, moms and dads with mouths to feed
We post blogs, develop websites, we are software engineers
We are athletes, video gamers, we're retired volunteers
We are dancers, painters, sculptors, we are actors on the stage
We are clerks, construction workers, pay for night school with our wage
We are high school educated, college maybe, or hard knocks
We are barbers and beauticians, drive a truck or work on docks
We are clergy, civic leaders, wardens at the county jail
Roll in wheelchairs, use sign language, wear prosthetics, read by Braille
We are bankers, tax accountants, proud grandparents, husbands, wives,
We are activists who strive to give our children better lives
We are widows, orphans, childless; we feel sorrow to the core
We are social workers, advocates of justice for the poor
We make music or just listen, sing out loud or softly hum
We are common, we are special, we are those who overcome
We are poets and songwriters, we write letters to our kin
Sharing stories of our life, of where we're going, where we've been
We are those with beating hearts, with flexing muscles, red blood cells
Kidney donors, missionaries, we help dig fresh water wells
We praise God in mosque or church, in synagogue or kingdom hall,
In a temple, or in nature, maybe have no God at all
We are from around the planet, we have skin of every tone
We have short hair, long hair, no hair, kinky hair; we're not alone
We esteem diversity; you value me, I value you
Always with respect for those who hold a different point of view
This, my dream: to be united when it all is said and done
Though we may not be there yet, we share this journey -
We are one.
Written 1 Feb 2022
Categories:
mathematicians, career, life, planet, together,
Form:
Rhyme
Aloha Spirit
Sol, with his golden crown, greets me each morning
within divine rays extending out over emerald hills
and valleys that absorb his warmth of abiding light.
View misty alabaster clouds turn from twilight's purple
into softest rose just before golden regal rays emerge
calling forth fowl to take flight into spacious azure skies
winging their way from tree to pole to wherever their
heart’s desire on their quest for food for fledglings with
hungry mouths agape, loudly peeping in their nests.
The sea coruscates in shades of jade illuminations
luring early risers with surfboards to ride the surf.
Share the scents of floral fair that lingers in the tropic air
carried by the trade winds whimsy, enthralling all.
Not a poem to 86 but one of lucky number 7 doubled 77!
Kahunas sing sacred chants with drums that echo still.
6/20/20
Poem name: Island Spirit
Views: 8677
Poetry form: Rhyme
Date of Publication: 01/17/2015
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Sponsored by: Funom Makama
*Kahuna (c. 1890) Kahuna is a Hawaiian word, defined as a respected person who has moral authority in society; a "priest, healer, sorcerer, magician, wizard, minister, expert in any profession (whether male or female) Shaman.
*86: We’ve all heard someone used the term 86 in reference to doing away with something. There are a few schools of thought behind where the saying came from. Some have more legs than others—such as those of the restaurant industry—but to this day, there is still no official etymology.
*The number 7: Throughout the ages the number 7 has defied the law of averages and confounded mathematicians. For many of the powerful and wealthy, the number 7 is a symbol of luck and good fortune. Carry the Lucky 7 with you and experience: A dramatic turnaround of events in your favor. Increased Lucky Streaks.
My thanks to the following links for these pictures:
https://www.journeyera.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/03/featuredpost-08183-1005x635.jpg
http://imagesofoldhawaii.com/wp-content/uploads/Kahuna-Physician-HerbKane-400.jpg
Categories:
mathematicians, bird, nature, sea, sky,
Form:
Free verse
Mathematicians
Use a complicate language
Hard to understand.
Things are quite simple
When are thought in simple words.
No mathematics?
Categories:
mathematicians, math,
Form:
Haiku
( An inquiry into form )
_____________________
There- Not here?
Start over . . . A planet and good for YOU! maybe-
' bigger than a breadbox?
So- vegetable! GREEN like ex spec tations
HERE- n OT THERE?
Not again?! therefore "we see"?
NO Justa s p a c e (maybe)
with a shape! Like mathematicians
l
(they gather in blue confusion) so? l
i
So a word with a Sumar• add• dress• h
A summer address?
· The cats break-open the weeping kitchen · e
h
BROWN then like perfect patterns just over t
and
E = Q = U = A = L
Categories:
mathematicians, analogy, art, identity, image,
Form:
Prose
The Great Wall of China, was built brick by brick
Forced by the Emperor, to stop his country getting hit
After many states, warring for this land
The Emperor decided to take things in hand
Those dragon designers, the best in all the north
Scholars, mathematicians, and the farmers they bought
Observed the constellations and put these in the wall
Protecting China’s border, for one and all
Built by many different Emperors, over a long period of time
Repairing eroded walls and bringing new design
Rebuilt again and again, throughout history
By different tyrant Emperors, during their dynasties
The work began in China in two hundred and twenty one
Mimicking its border and the battles Emperors won
Fourteen thousand miles, weaving in and out
Armoured guards stationed at different points throughout
Winding, up ‘n’ down the mountains and the valleys low
Passing through the cities, what a wonderful wall on show
Preserving Chinese culture from invaders of its states
With twelve thousand watch towers, which it incorporates
© Copyright 2nd January 2014
K.C.Leake
All Rights Reserved
Categories:
mathematicians,
Form:
Light Verse
Integers are whole numbers that can be positive.
In contrast, their values can also be negative.
On the x-axis, natural numbers are to the right of the zero.
On the vertical y-axis, they are above the zero as far as they can go.
You may think this question is moot:
With a negative number, how do you find its square root?
In a quadratic formula, if the discriminate is less than zero,
there are no real roots. So where do you go?
This put many early mathematicians in a quandary.
Somebody came along and invented numbers that are imaginary.
Categories:
mathematicians, math,
Form:
Couplet
In the land titled the Gift of the Nile,
where pharaohs rode in gilded chariots,
149 feet she elegantly stands,
in the sandy plains of Giza
For decades long gone,
shes taken the crown;
"the tallest master piece of man's hand"
a Triton amongst Minnows yes indeed,
if thou not believe,the Falcons do
for centuries gone they scaled her sculpture
high enough to see the land of the saints
years and years casing stones were lain,
limestone blocks coalesced in myriads
to form a triangular figure,
firm enough to outlive lake Superior
senile she may be,
she proves that old is gold!
for even the blind behold her in wonder
she dwarfs her surrounding like,
a queen she's always been
casing stones still encircle her
like nestlings before their mother,
and when the moon rises,
she shines like a figure
from wonderland
and hail to the ancient mathematicians
for designing a figure,
that is food to ones soul
Categories:
mathematicians, creation,
Form:
Free verse
Mathematicians and family planning the algo-rhythm method.
Categories:
mathematicians, word play,
Form:
Monoku
Tor, the free software enabling anonymous communication,
if you want to hide from network surveillance, traffic analysis, or identity verification. Instant messaging, online forums, or the darkest deepest post,
personal privacy and freedoms ambiguity are obscured by anonymous host.
Technical and legal questions surrounds Internet anonymity,
encryption, hidden services, international crime fighting abilities.
The history of onion routing and the ability to anonymize,
dates back to mathematicians and computer scientists’ theorizing.
Criminal enterprises, law enforcement, and hacktivism groups,
are involved in the primordial anonymous soup.
But being invisible on Tor is not guaranteed,
something journalist, human rights workers, and whistle blowers need.
If you remember SilkRoad then you know the police is dominant,
they monitor bank fraud, money laundering and illegal sexual content.
Tor aims to conceal the identity for the ordinary person,
but of course it has been used for violent cohersions.
Categories:
mathematicians, graduation, scary, social, spoken
Form:
Lyric
something we said so many times before
a crack in the door
a bit of a poet in all of us
red dust
sunset can’t catch
little bits o’memories
tickles under the tongue
a go-out and get you-one. . . of those
strip the rags off the rappers and sell them off for clothes
make math, in the mathematicians’ presuppose
fire sell it off to celeritas
one more big blink in the big goggles
golden fish missing in the adjustment of pince-nez
had to turn out that way
when all we did was
adjust
Categories:
mathematicians, adventure, childhood, imagination, inspirational,
Form:
Rhyme
The following is me paraphrasing,
John Nash,
one of the most brilliant, amazing,
Nobel Prize winning mathematicians;
"My whole life has been numbers of varied equations,
searching for answers to problems and their solutions,
and in summation I have come to this ultimate conclusion,
It Is Only Through The Equation Of Love
That Truly Gives Our Lives Any Meaning,
whether that love be for someone or for some thing."
Categories:
mathematicians, math, wisdom,
Form:
Rhyme
While waiting but not watching for the sun to set, perhaps the bullfrogs are creating the shadows with their croaks, my friend screams out because he has been bitten by a fly. He is not quiet enough so the flies obtain special pleasure from teasing him. Meanwhile bluebirds skirt the lake surface like the most perfectly designed fighter planes in twos or threes and argue rising up on their tails into the air. While insects prey upon and tease the bare flesh and blood of we humans, they fear the silent violence, the sudden huge presences of these family birds.
A larva with a leaf tip for a cocoon descends a white birch by a long thread. We free ourselves from our writings to observe phenomenon. Then thinking about dinner. The flight of J. Krishnamurti, the eagle guru says even artists (after physicists and mathematicians) may penetrate the unknown if not too absorbed in their own emotions and imaginations. We common people too who loving our wives can love everyone.
What eyesight the bluebirds have to swoop the lake from shore for a flying insect or descend from fifty feet on a thin straw grass and return to chew absent-mindedly! Just fun having song sung among men. As for the syntax, a daisy could swing it unthinking and coast. Along the beehive rocks ants crawl on connecting interlacing instructions. All around us and inside too as if stars were unseen but present it's true. So a man desires breakfast with his lady; could it be more amusing, material or smell?
As the eyesun descends below spun clouds, spirit or the eagle or the drum? Round. The dialectic obscure couldn't be more better said. So round and serious. To love everyone with clearer vision than a bluebird or a lake is to transcend the innocence of insect and take flight action and feed the babies of fate. Phew! Dinner outside the cocoon. I brought myself a student upon the hill or mountain and said to myself I said Obo rebop in summer sweater and what less overweight can carry test uphill so slow? Presently, reformed, informed by the bluebird's eagle spirit, clear cleanhead, I return coagulating mightily ideas the bites of insects ow! to breakfast home and everywhere unknown. Hearing bird with clear conscience echo make.
Categories:
mathematicians, bird, desire, family, fear,
Form:
Verse
Science classes in the sixties were different than they are now. While hippies
protested, science kept its calm. Matter was arranged in tidy molecules of
atoms with tiny electrons spinning around. Everything was in order and
could be predicted with a slide-rule. Sir Isaac Newton may have died in
1727, but he still got us got us to the moon and back.
Some two centuries or so after Sir Isaac, physicists, chemists, mathematicians,
statisticians, and who knows who else, got together and decided to go into
cosmology. The universe of Newton and Einstein was set on its random ear.
Quantum Mechanics was in, and became cooler than absolute zero.
Electrons started jumping randomly from one energy shell to another around
their bewildered nucleus, instead of circling like planets in an ordered,
predictable fashion. The constantly-changing universe the scientist saw
became a function of the moment in time the scientist observed it. Subatomic
particle-waves were discovered which could not decide whether
to be matter or energy. Space was not empty after all, but filled with darkmatter.
Everything was expanding. And now, string theorists talk about arallel universes!
It’s enough to give anyone a headache. A universe actually affected by
the onlooker’s looking? Empty space filled with unseen dark matter?
Matterenergy or energymatter? Parallel whats? Sorry, Dr. Einstein, but it’s
beginning to look like God may role dice with the universe after all.
I still want to believe, though, that God created the dice, and the odds, and
knows the outcome in advance. I know it sounds counter-counterintuitive,
but really now, how else could God risk the random nature of human choice
in a quantum mechanical cosmos? We’ve already changed our minds about
some pretty basic stuff.
Sometimes I think I’ll put all my energy into becoming a particle-antiparticle
pair. Then I can disappear in the mutual annihilation of both of me, and
take a break for a while. Oh, wait just a cosmic nanosecond . . . is mutual
self annihilation reversible?
Maybe I’ll just go out in the yard tonight and see if I can spot some of that
dark matter lurking around the stars.
Categories:
mathematicians, funnygod, god, may, space,
Form:
Free verse
We are the chemistry which hold the secrets of the UNIVERSE. The buffer zone. We are those that converse with human nature, regardless of the plea.
We are the ANGELS OF HEAVEN and we know these things:
EVERY MORTAL BLEEDS.
EVERY MORTAL BREEDS.
AND EVERY MORTAL BREATHES.
WE are the MATHEMATICIANS above, that hold all of the HEAVENS. WE EXIST BEYOND YOUR REALM. HIGH ABOVE anything you've EVER KNOWN.
TAKE HEED.
Categories:
mathematicians, heaven, universe,
Form:
Free verse
something we said so many times before
a crack in the door
a bit of a poet in all of us
red dust
sunset can’t catch
little bits o’memories
tickles under the tongue
a go-out and get you-one. . . of those
strip the rags off the rappers and sell them off for clothes
make math, in the mathematicians’ presuppose
fire sell it off to celeritas
one more big blink in the big goggles
golden fish missing in the adjustment of pince-nez
had to turn out that way
when all we did was
adjust
Categories:
mathematicians, adventure, art, education, faith,
Form:
Free verse