Best Neutrinos Poems


Premium Member Maiden of Musical Moonshine


Music is an undying 
art of soul ~ 
an abstract eden, where, 
euphonious unicorns 
glide in strawberry sonatas, 
amplifying rhapsody in
ballads of flight, 
when fuchsia feathers
tease those 
jingling breezes, 
infusing breaths
in every lifeless aroma;
where I can soar 
beyond the 
brushstrokes 
of symphonies that
planktons sing to me, 
in the requiems of 
forsaken pearls, 
crooning with 
silenced shimmers
beneath wavy blues. 

Maybe, 
I'm a songwriter 
without words, 
and my electric fingers
trace the tunes 
of serene strings, 
when guitars weave
a sonorous guilt
midst ruby runes 
of regrets. 
I wish to keep
swinging in a 
cosmic cadence, 
where celestial notes 
choreograph 
themselves in the 
moonwalking
mellifluence of 
lunar legacies. 

I gossip with 
neon nightingales, 
laced with neutrinos
and compel them
to chant those
healing incantations
of love and glory,
like the forlorn 
princess - Rapunzel, 
desiring to feel 
the glow of 
familiar lanterns, 
winged with 
hazy syncs of 
unsung yesteryears. 

I wonder if, 
I'm not meant 
to compose 
crystal canticles
in a Disney duet, 
for, I believe, 
I'm a soul searcher
in the flesh of
a soloist, concocting 
an elixir of my 
existence through
cinnamon anthems
of mystical 
moonrises, as 
they softly unfold, 
a million 
unheard tempos, 
within tranquil 
memoirs. 

I'm the 'maiden of music'
resting as a floret on 
every sepal, 
yearning to become
a unique acapella 
of nature, 
where empathy 
has an ethereal
dialect of 
nurturing spirits
and tinkles
of magical waterfalls
whisper in 
gentle lachrymose lulls
of our ambrosial Mother. 

When the harmony 
of my voice, 
kisses those 
ivory keys of 
the heart-shaped
piano, they 
echo a tipsy secret 
in my sunset skin, 
making me 
believe ~
"I'm everywhere 
in the essence, 
yet nowhere
to be found...", 
like the sweet 
scents of 
hummingbirds, 
smiling behind
that first dusky star. 

      "In each husky hallelujah
                of ribboned halts and replays, 
           life is a song ~
                    where every lyric, 
                phrases an ember of end, 
      and when passionate heartbeats 
                       shall knit sombre medleys, 
                  I will hum in the last 'chef-d'oeuvre'... "

Premium Member supernova -

you ...

redeemed me
from the belly of a star
ripped me ragged from a
hydrogen-helium core
spinning, divergent, toward sentience
from solitude ... howling
I did not ask for that existence
the blasted, bloody boon of banality
but it was mine, nonetheless
(now ... madness)
we merged -
a flailing vortex of cosmic clusters in entropy
prolific and sensually insane
indelibly charged in
our dynamism
transformed in a maelstrom
of wild wonder and molten mania
a cacophony of
carnal chaos and hunger
fused, like the heavy elements
we are radiated gravitons ...
the light-devouring
attraction of black oblivion
the imbalance of ions at constant -
a non-baryonic notionality
vagrant, erratic neutrinos unbound
we are ...
dark matter …

us.







~ 1st Place ~  in the "Best Free Verse From November 2018" Poetry Contest, Lu Loo, Judge & Sponsor.

Premium Member the spiritualist spirit -

the ether is alive with oscillations
          pulsations and electric frequencies
              satellite and shortwave intonations
     invisible, yet carried on the breeze

neutrinos and photonic modulations
          infrared and x-rays, promptly spun
               ultraviolet streams and applications
     gamma rays and ions from the sun

ozone filled with radio transmission
          microwaves pass thru us constantly
               the residues of past nuclear fission
     all that we have yet perceived to "be"

I've always had an issue with believing
          the paranormal "ghosts" phenomenon
               yet, with all the atmosphere's receiving
     who am I to say what's here ... or gone?






~ 8th Place ~  in the "Ghosthunters And Spiritualists" Poetry Contest, Kevin Shaw, Judge & Sponsor.


Premium Member Mr Know It All

You dare to tell me what you think you know
Intellectual egotistical bravado?
You think that you can out think the Plan 
Where nothing was and 
. . . 
BANG! The universe began?
. . .
The cosmic Know you think to challenge?
While the gene pool we swim in is so shallow?
Explain to me the black hole or atom 
The gravity
that we can't fathom 
Or singularity 
where time stands still
Or dark energy
Unseen but real

How 2 plus 2 is never 5
How gravity bends light and time
Do thoughts move faster than does light?
Prove sarcasm, love, or even fright
How sound travels yet can't be seen
Or exactly how life came to be
Big bounce? Big Bang?
String theory or brane?

Is Laminin what it seems to be?
How Neutrinos pass through cold steel beams?
Why some men choose gold over life 
While letting children starve and die
And in the name of gods men kill and lie
Religion can't mask their Godless pride 

Explain to me sir if you can
Is man your god
Or is your god man
Or how a seed can crack and die
And press through dirt up towards the sky

Universe? Multiverse? Or parallel? 
Who's to say or who can tell?
Explain to me sir if you can
The event horizon Kerr, oh vain man
You think that you can know it all
While the speck we live on is so small
Did you know that pride precedes your looming fall?

At one time you thought the earth was flat.
Now you mock and scoff at that.
Yet you're still willing for magic beans to trade the cow,
Or your children's future for the here and now

Can you feed all the hungry with what you know?
Can you stop hate, and make love grow?
Can you conquer fear in your Petri dish?
Or should I just click my heels and make a wish?

Maybe Something Somewhere is bigger than us. 
That we can't fathom, but can discuss.
But if we are to do that you must know,
Your superstition has to go.

I'm not talking bout 4 leaf clovers.
Or chanting some prayer over and over.
Ain't talking bout black cats crossing the road,
Or eye of bat or oil of toad.
I'm talking about what you think you know,
Your pride my brother has got to go.

But that pride helps cover up your fear
It blinds your eyes
Stops up your ears.
I'm telling you man just let it go
And let's have a frank discussion about our souls?


Psalm 14:1

Beyond the Skies

Looking beyond the skies, see the stars so far away.
Shining bright through the night, till one of them brings us day.
Rigel, Arcturus, and Sirius too.
Which one a red giant? Which one a massive blue?
Through the right set of eyes, you can see them up close.
Or look to the other moons, the planets,
quite gazed upon the most.

The red world, the ring world, the big orange ball.
The burning world, the ice world. Can you name them all?
Floating in this emptiness, around the sun we race.
Floating in this black void, this place we call space.

And beyond our own neighborhood there's more and there's more.
Looking above the clouds, to see what's in store.
Andromeda, the crab nebula,
the famed horse head.
So far apart in this universe,
almost forever we're spread.

There's pulsars, there's quasars, and neutron stars.
Neutrinos, and black holes, and moons covered in scars.
Comets and asteroids and big clouds of gas.
Some objects that don't seem to move at all,
and some unbelievable fast.

Looking beyond the heavens, there's just so many things.
From huge supernovae to impossibly small strings.
Every where you turn, there's always much more.
So much do discover, with an infinity to explore.

But the most amazing thing we know,
of to which the universe has given birth.
The most overlooked place of all,
the planet we call earth.

And because we're down here, and we look up there.
Just maybe, there has to be.
More life somewhere?

Meandering Through Space

Drifting in the vacuum, I see a sun rising
Pulled inexorably towards the event horizon
Infinity condenses into a single quark
Lighting the universe bathed in the dark
I see the charm of its strange, beautiful truth
Came up from the bottom; like a galactic baby tooth

The super symmetry of fundamental force
Has set us on an interminable course
The quantum mechanic can not fix our car
Because our neutrinos all have zero charge
So I guess we will hitchhike to the next star cluster
Led by a supernova and all its luster


12-5-2016


Premium Member Universe

Universe
                                       
                            
         Universe is now well ordered whole interacting entity. We explore and try to perceive through our senses. Was there any Master Plan? Was there any Creator? 
 .
                            Dark void was Cosmos
                                 No Matter, no Energy
                                         No Space set

                                Big Bang exploded.
                                  Energy, Matter appeared.
                                 Space sets, Time was on.

  Matter, Energy, Space were captivated by Gravitational singularity. All were squeezed in infinitesimal small dense super extreme hot state. Cataclysmic explosion termed as Big Bang gave birth to Universe Instantly Universe started to expand rapidly everywhere round.
 . Energy can neither be created nor destroyed. Big Bang just released the already –existing Energy.
  .At birth Universe was not ‘Big’, but smaller than a single proton. Explosion didn’t come up as ‘Bang’.It was like a snap breaking sharply 
                     
   Sea of sub atomic particles appeared 
               within one second of Big Bang.
       Protons, electrons, neutrons, positrons, 
        neutrinos and photons all sang.
      As high as ten Billions degree Celsius  
  Bell of tremendous temperature rang
    Photons influenced by free electrons sprang.

  
  From opaque state Universe suddenly turned transparent illuminated by after-glow cosmic microwave radiation. Gigantic clouds of primordial Cosmos particles coalesced by Gravitational Pull.Cluster of stars and galaxies started formation.
    Within three minutes simple atomic nuclei came up. Universe continued to cool down.Thousand years passed to shape electrically neutral atom.
                          
 .Gravitational pull was supposed to control the expansion of Universe. But Universe is going on expanding. Far away are the galaxies, greater is the acceleration to recede. Something other than Matter or Energy is pushing distant galaxies apart.

        This mysterious stuff is not to ignore.
    It is termed ‘Dark Energy’, yet to explore.
          Will the expansion of Universe stop by chance?
   Or, will it ever crush on a Big Crunch ?

The Mentally Ill

Mental Illness
 


We are the last 
vestiage of the 
ostracized.  

We are the lepers 
of the moon who
walk among the 
unforgiving innocent
with luminous sores.

We are hieratic stones 
that mark a trail to divinity,
unaware of mediocrity. 

We are the nightmare 
and cuirass of your 
terminal souls.

We are the delicate, 
immortelles flowers
of creation's jewellery 
and dwell within 
the mouldering caverns 
of apocalyptic chaos.

We reject gods because
they reject our sacerdotal
dominion over gods.

We are the magical
diseased who feed upon
the blue-burn fire of stars.

We are the watchers 
of the withered minds
who try and quantify 
our grandiosity.

We are pre-eminent
progeny of parsimonius
preternatural wombs.

We are magmatic, quantum 
lepton neutrinos of sub-atomic 
galaxies where altruistic Eros
regenerates the living force of life.

We are the you in us and the us in you.

We are infinite truth.

We are!

Premium Member The Chariots of Heaven

To dip our pails in the waters of Life
and reach the stars of heaven in our reason
and slide around the Lunar light
with the galaxy known within our season

To ride the universe and it’s rifts
to understand particles in microverse
and soar in mind to celestial lifts
wherein science proves it’s worth

To understand the dynamics of law
to probe the fields of creation
held within the cosmic maw
within truth and imagination

Protons, muons , neutrinos and quarks
vision to see beyond our soul
with their action conception sparks
the stuff of nature mind does probe

the second law of thermodynamics it’s fascination
unified field theory and relativity
prove the clause of universal creation
demonstrates truth in all we see

the mind seeks truth in all it’s fields
the phenomena of existence and time
til consciousness and knowledge reveals
and Intangics exist within our mind

The fields of theory are delicious
the ceaseless seeking the Son sublime
when it substantiates all our wishes
prove that truth is a precious find

Yeah no biblical source for this only 8yrs of Science

COPYRIGHT © 2009 C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC

Premium Member If You Pull a Long Face - Part Xxxvi

IF YOU PULL A LONG FACE : Part XXXVI

IF you pull a long-famished face
Chances are you'd pull derisive looks your way
Some might relent Others spite your face
For not pulling your weight in every way

If you pull a long symbolic face
Your words no meaning profound convey
Mallarmé's ill-armed ideas make poems fall on face
Try E = mc2 : Poem = idea + words2 to force poiea

If you pull a long straight face
The contradiction might show through the gap in the veil
Sure as Rita Hayworth " put the blame " on Orson Welles
If you're not sure of the signs in poems you use in braille

If you yet pull a long-forsaken face
Stymied by photons neutrinos criss-crossed by Cosmic Ray
Stop wondering what happened to meaning words efface
Just listen to rhythmic rhymes in the musical phrase at play

So if you must pull that long-mutated face
With time won't ideas coalesce words into Shakespearean play
At will stream out of computer softwares at mind-boggling pace
Leave neither poet nor poetaster critic nor customer with pay

© T. Wignesan - Paris, February 25, 2019
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Premium Member Divine Dance - ::Published::

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.

Donovan Drops

A long time ago, somewhere cozy I know,
under bright fire glow, my mind got blown.
PSYCARNIVAL, the place to be, where I found me looking at me,
I'm now the place to be, me and me are We, my He and my She are 'The'
I am the beggining of space and the end of eternity.

The funs now begun, since a drop on my tongue and a barrel of Rum
fell on my bum, didn't look glum.
The fire did spit and the flames licked, it finally clicked,
we've all been hand-picked, plucked from the Ether, given life's breather.

I'm melting into you, you're turning blue, we're both floating too,
we're locked out of time, gibbering foolish rhyme, excuse me do you have the time?
Something wonderful's happening, into the universe...I'm tapping in,
I can see all, I broke through the wall, normal had a fall,
I'm 100 feet tall, the Sun's my football.

Thankyou whatever, for the glimpse of forever, the Now and the Never,
the Light and the Dark, both were quite stark,
Realities chains, I'm no longer bound, since the answers I found,
I'm free to soar, hear me roar, to slip through a door, rise through the floor,
quicker than neutrinos, with that up my nose,
I'm what everyone knows I'm the wind that blows, wherever it goes!

The Ganges did bless, on The Trip to Rishikesh, I feel so refreshed.
First, there is a mountain, then it was a fountain, but Hey Gip whose countin'
I kicked off boots of steel,
 And rode my Cosmic Wheels! P&L Xx

©John-Ovan.P.Hull

Stolen Seconds

Secreted burst of time so short
One would wonder, was it naught?

Gamma Ray Bursts so mysterious
not long ago,
Now understood, what next shall we
know.

Looping tendrils of coronic waves
Not the usual solar way the sun behaves

Neutrinos, neutrinos....
Do you add up?
Or is your existence,
A useless empty cup?

Or are you like the ocean;
A hydrogen hydroxide molecule
of no significent importance
Till nature, through happenstance,
Collects seventy trillion quadrillion
such molecules, powered to 10x10x10

And power and beauty unimagined
Come forth in their needed yen
So much to learn, we must,
As we are barely above cosmic dust.
© Tom Bell  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Interstellar Space


                                     Space
                                   between
                                 stars is not
                                empty at all.
                              But vast quantities
                             of neutrinos, atoms,
                          molecules and dark matter
                        with photons from radiation 
                      ranging wide from highest energy
                 to low grade cosmic microwave background.

                  Bubbling plasma in interstellar space
                    contains charged particles all over 
                    embowered by soft cosmic glow.
                     Space between stars increasing 
                           as stars receding far
                              from one another .
                                 Universe on
                                   expansion 
                                      to run
                                        on.

Quantum Dream Reality

Deep within our mental state
Deep within that quantum place
That manifests in energy
Particulate piece by piece
In quarks we dream
In neutrinos we speed
In atoms we bounce and collide
In waves waves we role in brilliant light
Deep down inside
Where we live infinite lives
Time after time
Living out quantum revelries
In cosmic spirituality
Deep within conscious reality
Where we cast away banality
To sail the universe fantastically
On hopes and dreams astrally
No past, no future
Just presently in each and every moment
Of a quantum conscious dream.

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