Best Numeric Poems
One day I decided to aggregate what I own
Realizing soon enough I couldn't count it all,
Though I never thought I had all that much
What I had was oddly beyond simple math.
Determined I was to know what I'm worth
And I knew the formula for how that works
So I added all assets and deducted liabilities
Yet, never could I derive the right answer.
My assets were tangible, so easy to add up
But when I thought of lives I had touched
And receipt of generosity they bestowed,
I could not appraise the value of their love.
Swiftly I subtracted what I owed to others
Feeling proud of self for I didn't owe much
Till I took account of much that was given
Not expecting from me anything in return.
When I finally accepted futility of my effort
My worth resembled faces of my loved ones,
Not susceptible to any numeric computation
Well beyond the bounds of ordinary cognition.
January 3, 2019
Placed 2nd in Food for thought poetry contest by Silent One
Over x steps we will plot
after y steps up to site.
This is the way we create a body.
This is the beginning and this is end.
One spot along outer curve after spot.
Over time we create form.
After time we create line.
This is learned by measured formula.
This is practiced by sending number sets.
One set pairs after another set more.
Over experience cone,
over our learning of bell,
this formula drives known ideal form.
This complexity makes simplified art.
One art connected to others in web.
Over our creation art,
over web to all connects,
this numeric nature brought to new life.
This mental game in time represents us.
One ciphers. One plots. One imagines.
Timeless steps time and again.
Animates our life and time.
10/13/2018
Sponsored by : Emile Pinet
Generous of heart, the morning his light,
with a spirit of passion he shares his wisdom.
He muses his manic state with courage - profound - Awen
Glowing, he sparkles, eyes twinkle,
timid - unsure, rich in a maelstrom of ideas,
and silent contemplation - Awen
Cloaked yet exposed, open and free,
protecting his inner soul as he imparts his knowledge,
distracting through equation - Awen
Numeric of mind, instrumentally in tune - a converging compass mainly longitude.
The lateral advances of his discourse,
become a passionate concept - an interlude - Awen
The warmth and softness, as the lines string together,
pausing to reflect, he searches the precise -
as he hunts for accuracy - the consistent flow - Awen
Seeks clarity - yet remains confused, the touch is calming, encouraging fluidity of speech,
he's curious to watch as the physical ignites his soul,
the contact eliciting the passion at hand - a conundrum - Awen
A library in context, you are , my friend
Waiting on the coordinates of my new mission
I vacillate between choice and decision
Clinging to hope, but also self-derision
I can hear the sub-atomic particle collision
Standing at the wishing well and pulling out a quarter
As the days seem to get shorter and shorter
Looking at the heavens and the cosmic order
I see there is no invisible border
That separates mankind from creation
Not exactly a revelation, but a realization
Boundaries don't exist for the truly patient
Even in this social stratification
So I choose to pray for that which I can not see
and invoke the words of Jeremiah 33:3
I want to pierce the fog of this great mystery
But I don't need technology, psychology, or biology
Just aim me towards the narrow road
and consecrate the alpha-numeric code
I seek to inhabit a spiritual abode
where my soul is expanded as my mind explodes
A Brave Soul Goes Home
No mortal power ever on this common earthly plane
Can call you back as Heaven makes its final gain.
You mind was one steeped in such numeric certitude,
Possessing a spirit with a most certain pulchritude.
Your life strode a period of only six decades plus two,
But in God’s divine plan he knew so well the real you.
You developed in time a zest for friendship and love,
Which God felt with such passion in Heaven above.
Your life had its great share of such suffering and pain,
But that never dampened your spirit on this mortal plane.
God was most aware always of your charitable nature,
As you helped those in need—victims of human nature.
Your departure from us was sadly short and unexpected,
But God’s plan and wishes for you were always expected.
And so Brave Soul we mourn your loss from our mortal home,
But we take solace in knowing God’s called you to His home.
Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved,
April 27, 2015 (Rhymed Couplet)
*A special tribute to a departed and most loved family member.
All he can see is at the end of a pencil,
Sedated by a 3 inch piece of lead,
Self-portraits are of only a stencil,
A picture stains the paintings in his head,
How far does the land go beyond the window?
Far enough to see the end of the day.
And does the bird fly as far as the wind blows?
Far enough to find a warm nest to lay.
Her ears scorched by the sound of scorn,
Laughter tears and turns tears to her eyes,
Bows to down into the form as to which she was born,
And dreams of dissolving into a dawning sky,
How numb I have become only known by numeric?
Taught only in the trenches of comparison.
How cold the hand grows held up in hysteric?
Endure and you’ll ensure your end, my son.
Ashes of humanity
Scattered and lingered in hearts of purity
Hallowed and spirited within the psyche of infinity
Weaving with man's joy and sorrows
Entwined with lattices of honey yellows
Drifting in clouds of human form
Numeric and linguistic crypts of cuneiform
Endearing are thoughts and words, not jive
Sprinkled ashes etched on books of archive
Doors that opened to human interest
All come alive in ashes, blots and dearest
Your ash is the strength, honor of the fittest
When life enjoys our full inhale,
breathing in-formation,
Then dying purges through breathing out,
exhaling excarnation,
recessively oriented toward last breath,
precessively convexing (B. Fuller) back in Dia-Memory toward next breath
as first breath of each eternal moment;
reverse regeneration advent.
These two, living fully and dying co-redemptively for future regeneration,
always balance within each Eternal Prime CoArising Moment,
at least potentially, with implications, enthymematic,
as Yang+Yin Incarnating-Form = Polynomial+Not-Not-Binomial In/Out-Formation.
Summing and adding,
proportioning and Golden Ruling,
Natural Lawing and Ordering all these universal Tao variables,
Zero-Balancing Life-Fractal Prime Relationship
and Economically Deep Ecological TransIssual TransActions,
regenerate full ++/(-)(-) naturally dialectic fractals
of harmonic trust restoring justice,
Prime Principle of Universal Life/Death systemic apposition
through (-)(-) double-binding,
double-negative bicamerally balancing hemispheres
noticing RNA's Dark Logos Soul;
PreGenesis of Tao.
This Form of Great Chi-Atman Explication (Bohm),
Incarnation
Primally follows from our regenerative speciating path of evolution;
Tao.
SpaceTime languaged as Tao,
Great Harmonic Way,
evolves elusively, evasively,
ubiquitously, coincidentally,
Yet latent (Implicate--D Bohm) within are objects
subjects of dense ergodic Energy, ionically balancing bionic,
co-intelligent in-formating,
Dark and dim,
blinding Primal Vortex,
implied, implicating, Synergy-Love Order,
Latent with life-force,
regenerational (0)-sum systemic.
Life-force being very true,
positive as double-negative,
rational numeric,
just systemic,
Laytext evidence,
content-ing Golden Rule riches within
this (0)-soul Theorem's (G. Perelman)
human natured deductive dipolar Proof.
From the days of old till now
Taos' Logos for manifest Forms,
Beloved Green Commons enculturing,
has never ceased formating,
permaculturing,
By which we may view this Progeneration of Universal Intelligence (Fuller).
How do I know the shape of DNA,
double-bound smooth-structured elliptical Co-Memory?
Through Polyculturing Natural Systemic
Ecological
and Economic Optimization Function!
Memory of past,
imagination of mirrored future,
evolve dipolar octaves of functional form,
informating appositional contention,
encoded, and therefore neurally decoding,
recoding
reconnecting from past to future to past regenerators
implicate ordered language and iconic relationships,
numeric transliterations across universal paradigms,
transformatively intuited,
transubstantiated semiotics,
transductive integrity of right and left ellipticals
eco-metaphysical and ego-physical fractalfunction
mind/body interweaving
multisystemic regenesis
of full hued harmonies
and curious orthopracticing temperaments,
Redeeming peace,
time as reiteratively co-arising mindfulness,
eco-ethics as co-incidentally mentoring evolution,
ecologic as logos moral syntax,
economics as normative co-investment order,
eco/ego-entifying as bilateral Earth Justice
Echoing resonance
informing dipolar functions
filling balanced forming farms
growing Yintegral empowerment
with radiant Yang enlightenment
Not Polynomial double-negative boundaries
and margins
balancing poly-binomial (1/0) spacetime,
double-bound temporal-aptic neural strings,
never too late or early,
of resonant holonic calculation,
rational trigonomials,
fractally revolving geometrics,
permaculturing square-emergent roots
resonating Life's reverse-hierarchic
exponential Win-Win Tree.
Eco-nutritional revolving roots
of power
produce Earth's rainbowed metric rhythms,
branching eco-nutritional harmonic crowns
of light.
Dancing Numbers
Numbers dance in space upon the wall of distant nebulae
Lower digits do the limbo under digit trees on Earth
Produce a number of rumbas in the process
Baby ones and twos run through the branches to learn their steps
In the shade of day they count on memory to forget
Before the dawning of romance
Before attempting trips or splits
Once set in motion growing
Numbers never stop
Figures have no limitations
All numbers should be even
Or at least equal to themselves
They make their way while 3’s distract
Straight to the borders of the Cha Cha land
Rhythms follow in their dance and play
Shade from the whole numbered trees
Bridges peace from war while quartets practice
The calculus that seems so simply separated
Moves with them in tempo traction on the hollow beat
Served in triple time, on a bed of zero pillow, to sleep beneath
Beyond the cosmic wonders of the numbers
The sum of all their quantum parts
Ones and twos take place; take shape, in string quartets
Fours are not alike. None are the same
Tap stepping on the thinnest line of life
Tip toeing to the stars from far behind
The waltz is just a walk in structured measure
In step out there in hand with solid sevens on the edge
Half way to heaven as jazz plays on and on with pleasure
Numerals are merely numbers with another name who also play
Odd figures, outnumbered, outlawed by even ones
Doing splits, without permits, perfect cascading cadence
Swirling one by one while spinning past the sun
Even ones outlive everyone
While dancing upon the up above
Other numbers hide with their mistakes
Tracked down, calculated, counted, after their ballet bows
They have their days cut short in age, then dance no more
Such digits suffer from arithmetic’s and numeric ailments
Crunch the numbers numb, until the Gangnam dance is done
Was looking…
it was a dirty window!
the bio-numeric art of water ..
gave a new count to its new clean looks.
hm!
what is it doing?
cleansing the smarty glass with its tears?
heaven has opened up to baptize the window!?
the same window ! that was reflecting everyone
the same window! protecting us from heat and wind
the same window! got wipes of windex for ages
shiny and sparkling..
waited for monsoon to cleanse its other side with its tears!!!!!!!!!!!
Like the unreachable , dirty, neglected windows of high raised buildings…
we all shine up our outside …
But
we all need a thunderstorm, lightening to wash out our INNER SELF….
YES!
The bio – numeric art of rain dance, has its own hidden meaning! for you and me to understand…
instead of wasting money on windex..
pray for a thunder storm…
Numbers Subtract At Dawn
(4 & 6 Take Sides)
Number 4 and 6 are safe for the moment basking in their wholeness
In a sun, on their side, as they stand holy in the light
Erect, gesturing, complete, as numbers should be
Enemies destroyed most digits starting with the perfect ones
Calling them irrelevant, having them erased, having them removed
Fractions diminish, section by section, cut off from equals
Fratricide is common among numerators and denominators
Fighting to be on top
Major math, primary numbers, stand alone
To figure out the calculus of it all
Zero explains much, holds integers as “whole”, as accountable, in contempt
Real numbers hate them for their size, exposed parts, being divisive
(Division is a crime)
5 does everything in its power to become the number to its left or right
It calls them neighbors
4 and 6 will have nothing to do with it
They call 5 a “numeric perversion”
4 will always be 4. 6 will always be 6
They both want 5 to leave the country quickly (at once)
All numbers should be reduced by day break
They will comply and murmur down
Subtraction takes place at dawn
Where the countdown begins at once
Starting with the number one
4 & 6 take sides but don’t change
Nothing else remains
They Posess Power, They Posess Might
THE Chosen Enlightened, Those With Insight
BE Scared, BE Frightened...Their Senses Heightened
A Church OF Light
Anyplace, Anytime
Fear Their Weapon, They Cover ALL Crime
A Secret Society HAS Crept IN Quietly
Their Faces Are Sublime
THE World, OUR Nation...A Quest TO Rule
Between THE Lines
The Infiltration OF OUR Schools
THE Writing'S ON THE Wall
Assassin's Commanded WHAT TO DO
Their Parameters Expanded...NO Leaks
A Secret Assault
With Pentameters Iambic...They Speak
A Secret Vault
I Swear, I SEE
No Fool'S Conspiracy?...MY Country TIS' OF Thee
I Feel IT Spiritually...This Nation
Alive N' True
A Numeric Relation
Five AND TWO
This Brotherhood MAY Follow YOU
Fraud and deception of the affluent eyes
Toss my purpose aside and let me hemorrhage humiliation
Drops of unappreciative pain plaster and soil black
Cackles to hide my mammoth of hurt
Echo through a maze of sovereigns and numeric cipher
I’m a non-significant member of manuscript
An unknown, a recluse, a bother
Gauche trials of loss and fray
Matter to none who play the game
Yet in our tightly packed world
The Joker is always included.
When raised to the third - a power of two
The number of corners on dice or a cube
Legs on a spider that some people dread
Orbiting planets 'cept Pluto 'nuff said
For nerds the number of bits in a byte
Pawns in a chess game - side black or side white
Brings luck in the east - by no means a curse
Number of lines in this numeric verse