Best Neutrons Poems
Just how small can the smallest things be?
Is there anything even smaller to see?
Down where tiny particles are giants
discovered, observed and studied by science
Does the subatomic go in as far
as the universe's most distant star?
And from even a molecule's point of view
are there things even more minute to pursue?
Does infinity truly stretch both ways
without and within, or let me rephrase
Does the microscopic go on forever
in a vast and endlessly inward endeavor?
Are protons and neutrons the equals of
the planets and galaxies up above?
Whether grandiose or inconsequential
may your regard for each be reverential
For all creation should be held in awe
with its perfect alignment of physical law
From Canis Majoris to a hydrogen bond
and everything in between and beyond
We each are a part both great and small
of the infinitesimal and cosmic all
Dive right in, come one and all, into the mini-me of a microcosmic mall,
Protons and electrons in a balanced brawl, with neutrons standing tall…
Quarks and leptons hide within, dancing with the atom upon their spin,
All this within my sudorific skin, shaking hands with my cosmic kin…
Amidst the infinite multiverse, we are fragile fractals in quantum reverse,
Through mini black holes we disperse, as particles of light, we immerse…
The very small can be very big, as you’ll find out in a dimensional dig,
Infinitesimal of a tiny twig, all atoms roaming in their galactic gig…
A minuscule minut micro mass, all exist within a gigantic goliath gas,
Observing with the looking eye-glass as the universe in me comes to pass.
July.10.2019
The Miniverse Poetry
Sponsored by: Nina Parmenter
N/A...Forgot to enter (duh!)
A is for Antenna
A is for Antenna, the two-in-one, receiving in and transmitting away.
B is for Broadband, to fire away on the high speed digital highway.
C is for Current, what a beauty, it is all but free- electron- flow.
D is for decibel, not the horrible, but a logarithmic unit and a ratio.
E is for Electrons, the teeny weeny charged particles, so light
F is for Fibre, or simply glass that passes streams of bits as light.
G is for Gain, could also mean loss, a measure of what’s in and what’s out.
H is for Harmonics, often unwanted multiples that are up and about.
I is for Ionosphere, the upper reaches of appreciable ionization
J is for Jitter, Who wants this unwanted, random fluctuation
K is for Klystron, just a tube which, in the microwave range, oscillates
L is for Limiter, thank God, the input to a system , it limits.
M is for Modulation, a wave-on -wave super imposition
N is for Noise, the hated disturbances due to heat’s action
O is for Oscillators, they are from low to ultra high frequency
P is for Pulse, not of the heartbeat, but a quick shot of energy.
Q is for Quartz, the stabilizer that is piezo-electric
R is for Regeneration, recuperating-the- sick- signal- trick.
S is for Semiconductors, not semi-precious, but indispensable
T is for Transmission, making communication finally possible,
U is for Unlimited Plans, the veritable godsend for the customer
V is for Voltage, the difference of potentials, one should remember.
W is for Waves, electromagnetic waves not the ones in the ocean,
X is for X-rays, against which the engineer should exercise caution
Y is for Yagi, it’s only an antenna, not a yogi or a tribal totem
Z is for Zirconium, hungry for neutrons in the context of atom.
That puts in a nutshell the revolution
Of electronics and communication.
02 Mar 2013
S.Jagathsimhan Nair
For: Cyndi Macmillan’s “ Z is for Zaria-ABC poetry” contest.
Nether and far, darkness among stars
A painless realm daunting hidden charm
Neutrons and Adams, the beginning
Above the heavens, gods even sinning
Crimes of the universe
Negatives and positives
Black holes letting the evil escape
Crippling this world with
Left over hate
Tears overwhelm
And saturate
Ubiquitous whims
In rhythm sings
At fates door
No more
Look inside
hide not in fairy tales
the universe is protons and neutrons
there is no one God in the sky
seeking divinity, with boiled blood
fantasies and fables become undone
humans are a speck of dust
whatever illusions create your exotic desires
whatever
the creator will not look at your garden
he will see into your heart
that black holes do indeed
exist
Naught But Smoke In The Wind
Ethereal is…as ethereal does
Bundles of atoms is what we be
Empty space wrapped in cosmic fuzz
Electrons trying to break free
We be something…just not very much
We’re not very material atall
Just wee Protons, Neutrons and such
Smooshed all together in a ball
Yet we think…reason and wonder
What our place in the cosmos is
Question, posit and ponder
Is there more, or is this all there tis?
Our origins are in the furnaces of space
Our destinies as fickle as the weather
Our lives be brief, but our souls stay apace
…Our atoms fate…is to live forever…
Neutron binary star collision
Drifting in the ether, most of my adult life
Drawn toward a magnetar, she's a prototype
Exotic matter unimaginable, powerless to repress
Mercurial wondrous, one time star has turned goddess
Imploded onto my scene, light weeks ago
Contains only neutrons, emits an ovulating glow
Trapped in her energy, I've become a willing feeder
Stripping off my outer layers, every orbit I come nearer
Accretion disc envelopes me, she siphons off my matter
Relentlessly devouring, inexorably I'm growing flatter
An inverted death embrace, drains the life from me
Oozing radioactive plasma, overcome by gravity
Nothing left to give our marriage, togetherness remain
Resting on her surface, satisfying each others pain
Pulsating forever, orgasming every few seconds
Lovers radiate jets, ejaculation going errant
Originally written 08/30/21
2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 10 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Mark Toney
07/27/22
From microscopic neutrons to the mighty Milky Way
The universe reveals its sundry span.
Magnetic fields preserve a perfect balance night and day
Facilitating life on earth for man.
Our life-sustaining earth parades a stunning rich supply
Of colours, textures, symmetry and art,
And as the master clock ticks off the seasons passing by,
It charts the cycle of each beating heart.
The awesomeness of life should make us pause;
Can random forces really be the cause?
Date:03.07.19
Contest:The universe poetry contest
Sponsor:Nina Parmenter
light penetrated dark, sound birthed
the Word ~ p o e t r y
a superlative emitting that which changes
emerging when ripened as verse
speaking to people faraway
unlocking alphabets from minds
to glide, fast fly, jump or slowly crawl, landing
at destined places, swords or aces
I am Poetry ~ weep or whimper not for me
existentially dancing, enthralling, glancing at
blank paper to be embroidered in ink
ruby red, black or olive green
free flow I from fingers fragile, artistic or sturdy
regulate me only for joy or exploring expansion
perhaps for judicious judgement
I, P o e t r y ~ sequins of Love convoluted or rayed, in service
purifying emotive sentiments conditioned, romantic, missioned
Heart is my home where rest my letters, forms
cadences, couplets, epics
in non-bewildered intelligence visioning dreamscapes
divine, liberated from bandages, buckles, bondages
alive is my Supersoul breath giving voice to electrons
protons, neutrons which fleetingly capture
essenced life through observed elixirs
as Poetry, I witness action followed by pure
stillness ~ transcendental whirlpools in orbits
my limbs reach language lyrical or plain
burnished and wise
cherishing recitals in sacred spaces
I activate thoughts and visions remaining
supremely unattached attuning words
for Grace ~
undulate imagination in perfect waves
misty, clear or intricate, intriguing, unblemished
gratifying, swivelling, sizzling in my own
fire or ice
I, Poetry, consummated
voice the W o r d
We take it for granted.
What we've all been handed.
This wonderful opportunity that is...
Life.
And when we finally notice
we take it all in with no focus
spinning in circles blind without a purpose
feeling lost with no where to run
in the vastness of the world
a web that has been spun
for who?
For us?
How can that be?
We are so tiny.
In this universe we are but a dot.
Among the innumerable stars we are unable to spot.
But to understand the macro scope,
Look under a microscope.
To see the bizarre,
How big we really are.
Life.
We are all made of the same stuff.
Look around,
Everything is like us.
Disagree?
Look at some quantum theory.
Everything is made of atoms,
Now look a little closer,
Protons,
Neutrons,
Electrons,
And what is in between?
The vastness that is...
Nothing.
You are mostly empty space,
And not just you,
The universe too.
It's all made of...
Nothing.
It may be big,
But so are you.
All you need to do,
Is change your point of view.
We put so much value on things we know to be true.
Things we created,
To understand what we thought was complicated,
But are in fact non-existent;
Time,
Distance,
In fact gravity,
Is just a theory,
We created to try to understand what surrounds us.
The universe doesn't know calculus.
We try to understand the big picture,
Looking for answers so we know what to wish for.
But you have all the answers,
It's in your genetic makeup,
You just need to wake up,
And realize that you are big.
As big as this universe.
Everything was created equal because of one thing...
We are made of nothing.
The heaviest isotope of hydrogen,
It has one proton, two neutrons,
And one electron.
If you forget the mass number is three,
Use the prefix tri
You’ll remember the mass,
And the chemistry test you’ll pass.
Tonight I reappear in my gleaming silver gown,
my neutrons fusing to glitter your little town,
a family reunion of stars dancing in Milky Way,
you'll see the Helix Nebula of Aquarius in silver array.
Celestial ballroom to brighten the dwarf planet you call,
poor Pluto in desolate black hole of sudden downfall.
The tiny planet no longer charms earthly creatures,
transient in eternal universe-- oblivious preachers.
The comet they've named Halley had told me long back,
exploding stars in supernova fulfill wishes--their knack.
Alas! We laugh but burn to make your planet glow,
until this loop circles to your Sun in Big Bang blow,
aloof from this sham I'll pour love as a sprinkling spinner;
Oh! Just so you know in Kuiper Belt, Pluto is a winner.
July 4, 2020
You are a star Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Nina Parmenter
Brainwaves, restless energy, lighting up the stadium. Munching
pistachio nuts, hedging my bets on the home team. Cold skin,
transmitting neural code back to ground zero, to be filed under
January. The smallest planet in my galaxy, cold, dark and lifeless.
The quiet circle of eyes, dried out eyes. Pushed and pulled,
a circumference of asteroids, charged by the kinetic
energy of their own protons, neutrons, electrons. Randomly
pairing off and splitting up in slow, January winter night cold motion.
The music plays again, a familiar battle hymn. Like a stoked fire,
the asteroids perk up under orders from ground zero. Dancing,
shouting into space, an aching proxy for the human race. Degrading
sound waves and a return to the numbing stasis of cold faces.
The spectacle finally grinds to an end, the stadium lights power down,
the frozen galaxy deflates in another unpaid tribute to the home team.
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 ?
My name is Fritz, Shrödinger’s Cat,
I sometimes wonder where I’m at.
Within a small world I exist;
My master, he’s a physicist
Who talks of protons, neutrons too,
Held in place with magic glue.
He’s weird and in his element
Performing this experiment.
Trapped in a box and full of strife,
I feel I’ve only half a life.
My fate decided by old Geiger,
I wish I’d been a Bengal tiger !
My feline life hangs by a thread;
In two minds if alive or dead,
I muse “To be or not to be,
That, is the real uncertainty”.
His scientific articles
On sub-atomic particles,
Ionising radiation
And his famous Wave Equation
Earned Erwin cherished Nobel Prize.
I stare at him with knowing eyes –
He’s overlooked I have nine lives –
Against the odds, the CAT survives !