Best Pythagorean Poems
Thank you, Mr. Rogers (yes, his real name!)
for rescuing me from teenage purgatory.
Perplexed teenager, lacking social lumen
pulled C's in English, D's in History -
my dreadful retrograde trajectory
projected no collegiate acumen,
in prom discussions, practically subhuman!
Then, your poetical geometry
and sleek Cartesian choreography
became my sailing ship, and I, its crewman.
Derivatives soon danced in arcs non-static.
Pythagorean proofs helped me progress,
vectors resolved problems that once would vex.
Your agile algebra of joy quadratic:
my new hypotenuse of happiness
helped me to find myself... I solved for x.
Written 13 March 2020
The crazy beliefs of Pythagoras
On beans and their fruits simply stagger us,
But what he deduces
Of hypotenuses
Still earns him the right to be swaggerous.
Last night I was in curious about number nine
Many articles said number nine is the perfection number
All that related with nine come back to nine
Try the multiplications of nine and see the results
Plus the two digits all will come in nine
Some say nine is "God's number" pretty much convincing
But still not catch the correlations God with nine
Seek for further they offered some calculation of pythagorean
Mind squeezing, brain stunned, black out, tipsy by nine
Note:
1x9=9
2x9= 18=1+8= 9
3x9= 27= 2+7= 9
4x9= 36= 3+6= 9
5x9= 45= 4+5= 9
And so on...
1st place
9 contest
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Numerical value of irreputable in Chaldean Numerology is 3.
Numerical value of irreputable in Pythagorean Numerology is 1.
In mathematics, the Pythagorean theorem, also known as Pythagoras' theorem, is a fundamental relation in Euclidean geometry among the three sides of a right triangle. This
states that the square of the hypotenuse (the side opposite
the right angle) is equal to the sum of the squares of the other two sides. A Sq = B Sq plus C Sq.
Square root of three (3) is George Washington's Birthday
which is 1.732.
Matter of perfection is irreputable;
As well as being highly irrefutable;
Way we want,
In each hunt,
That has become so very beautiful.
James Serioius Mysterious Horn
You said - Have just put two on here. I have a backlog. Will be back on here later. Hope you are ok. X Any language including alien and northwestern star?
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ginger mustard and spices
A mild aromatic genetic fruit scone was passing through the timed abysses pausing carefully at many tunnels and admiring the many printed displays shown through shoe strings then illuminated on the caverns scapes. It is never pay day that makes a petal happy. Thorny twisting takers trapping taunting tears tenaciously. And the ten foot viper wears a crown then wanders off into the forest with a very big staff, a silver lined cloak and a gem of minds. When alighted a fragmented train do mind the gaps for gaps are giraffes and giraffes are neither gaffs nor girths. Fragmented mind in a twist and shout at a disco van never really reach a ball rotating many lights. But a light containing the orbicular essence of a cyber shield can be a complete new person each day. Many a hill equal many a ray. But no tray. No ashtray either. Slam damm dunk. In an oversized trunk causing chaos at a highway. Whereupon a large pruning Pythagorean pyramid dances from the sky shouting "hello" but no one answered because they were very busy dashing off to sit in front of an organised box of nonsense serving dishes to their imagination thus rendering subconscious a reduced field. A sought after path is one that travels and traverses a high sky at noon or a dusk bowl at the sunset pinnacle. And just to add that a single sequin can actually jump across a gap measuring three hundred and fifty three thousand nautical miles. And so the dish cloth laughed reading his book. Bored of not cleaning. Hahaha the palomino is coming to town with the legs of a tyrannosaurus rex. Hahaha a beetle wobbles onto a jellybean and spins. Is that sponsored? Hahaha an ornate garlic sauce moving in a dress. A tissue paper working in a field. Xxxxx carbohydrate clapping xxxxx scientologists zzzzz. At 10000% of a sudden supernatural supermarket sway. X
If enlightening SunGod is First (+1) Universal Cause,
then EarthGoddess empowers Last -(-0) Unitarian Effect
For optimizing both polynomially robust variables
and polypathically intricate inter-religious communications
co-nurturing Original Intent
Back in faith-fulfilling time to dense Hole
Forth in hopeful light DiPolarity
1/(0) BiLateral Sacred Universal-nominative Crown Convex
over
(0)/1 BiCameral Organic Unitarian-denominative Root ConCave Unitarian
Dipolar not-not co-arising
reverse-corollary co-passions
Elder RightBrain neuro-sexsensory regenerations
win/win polyvagal wealthy polynomial minds
in healthy polypathic bodies
co-mediating Tipping Point appositionals
co-arising +1 SunGod enlightenment
-(-0) EarthGoddess empowering
ego-elegant/eco-robust
Tao-Zen-Pythagorean?
informing/exforming nonduality,
bicamerally cooperative insight/out-cited
polynomially re-nouned
polypathic re-ligioning verbalizations.
I woke up then on this dream-cast plane.
Had a good life in the limelight fame.
Searched the forests and with nature found.
Some peace of mind except for the sound.
The roar of silence, my fathers' voice.
Reminding me to make the right choice.
Ghostly faces haunting the night mist.
A young couple for the first time kissed.
The sound of the gentle rain falling.
The spirit voices faintly calling.
Tired eyes watching a colored sky.
Then closing for the spirit to fly.
Life has its big bag of surprises.
For men and all of their disguises.
The Pythagorean kite flies high.
And so does the master of the sky.
Who may rise?
Who may fall?
If Love is power unto itself,
It therefore must be
A force that binds
Builds, and
Answers every begging
Question of the Soul.
Of men
It beckons the heart
To yearn for the unknown
Knocking at every door
To see the unseen
Seeking metaphysical
Truth
The One formula
To every equation
Equaliser of Life.
If we descend into the depths
It is there to lift
And make anew
When she calls to
Thee
Will we therefore
Rise to heights
Never before revealed.
Must we limit her heights
With weights that
Atlas can no longer hold
Shall we then tenfold
make her known
In a world of jarred
Hatred?
She is more than lustful I's
have ever seen in a
Material world that works
To undo our solidarity
Within Creation's Hands
Her natural ability to
be a beacon of light
within the gloomy
corridors of cloudy minds
More than pivotal positions
Of politics
She corresponds to
Pythagorean mystical
math
The Order of One
Right Angles
The knowledge of Angels is
Algebra
Dare we solve the unknown,
Our Destiny
A testing of Will
To Rise above circumstance?
Who may rise?
Who may fall?
We've all been summoned
To her feet
Given the power to walk upon
Waters with the
Sands of time beneath our feet
How dare we fall for not
Answering Her Call?
The Armour
Faith
Hope
Love
A chord not easily Broken
No world weapon shall prosper
Embrace her and be
Solely free to
Experience God
The very Heartbeat of Life
Rise Royally all in her Name
A Love Supreme.
Kevin Guru©2017
A Love Thang
Rise or Fall.
Mother of All Mathematical Matrices
We did look at her dimensions over there;
LWH and hips started to carefully compare;
Really equal ratio;
Not reduce or grow;
Figured out her figure was a perfect square.
Not only perfect was it forever being;
In theorem created by a Pythagorean,
And each amenity
Contained infinity;
Beyond belief we had been believing.
James Thesarious Hilarious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
Bolivia, NC
Continually equal and always agreeing.
Lifts are lumps and lumps are lives. Libraries are filled with lynx. Who gather to read the polka dot books. In rows. In lines. Catalogued. Wow. Print in a paint is an iconic image. But can one play a trombone in a library? Well an elephant could! It would barge in. Take up residence and play. Toot toot toot. Booom books. Boom. And then the books would surely leave their shelves. Take off their many labels. And walk out. Free. That is escapism at it's finest. An hourly write is an hourly wisdom for a tome, an encyclopedia, and a thesaurus. But dictionaries are happier sunbathing. By the river bank. Wow. Libraries. Book dungeons. Breaking. Cars enter. Hoe a garden novel with a ten foot rake. How quite theatrical. Really it is. Entertainingly ethereal as well. But seated atop a weather vane is a large pickle. Giggling. The escaping books leap away. And freedom is relinquished to the angle of a triangle. Pythagorean theorem. Good. And assesses to ascertain whether they were so cute. Withington station bus link. Literature leaving. Haha haha haha haha and now eat a salty seahorse on a train. Xxxx authorisational. Z attempting a pocket ***
The huntsman’s horn in
The School Boy is non-
native. But he likes the
poem, hears a snake-
charmer’s pipe vicariously,
empathizes with Blake’s
boy’s love of innate
freedom, and then doodles
in boredom. Next period,
he slips down from
the top of Pythagorean
theorem. He snoozes in
the Neolithic Age at noon.
His brain balks at learning.
Teachers avoid pain with
peace of passivity. ****
virus infects his inner
system. Parents are too
busy to install anti-virus.
He draws obscene pictures
with a charcoal, as if raping
the urinal wall. He rises
up in the hashish fumes
and floats in the space.
Holes in the thought-layer are
invisible to him. He runs
wild, celebrating impulses.
An unrefined man is
a malignant growth
from the negligence.
First printed in The Literary Hatchet
The long road to happiness is paved with hecatombs of little joys!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
23 December 2019
* In ancient Greece, to thank God for a favor received,
People sacrificed one hundred oxen, which they called Hecatomb.
Pythagoras, after discovering the Pythagorean theorem, sacrificed
An hecatomb to thank God for the Inspiration.
Pull up a chair, and don’t make a move!
We’ve got something we really must prove
‘Bout sides of a right triangle, num’bring three.
You’ve somewhere to be? I won’t hear your plea!
A plus B, squared, as in the picture I drew, (A+B)^2= C^2 + 4AB/2
equals C squared plus 4 times AB over two.
Next, smartly observe that four, two divides, (A+B)^2= C^2 + 2AB
and promptly subtract 2AB from both sides. (A+B)^2–2AB= C^2+2AB-2AB
Expand A plus B, squared; and then simplify. A^2+B^2 +2AB–2AB= C^2
You’ve just used your math to well justify A^2 + B^2 = C^2
and prove what Pythagoras wisely declared -
A squared plus B squared is exactly C squared.
Sum fall and winter;
Pythagorean coldness:
Square root coming spring:-
Sow seeds before green garden ye savour,
Eat fruits of toil and sweat only thy own,
Quote no quotes often chewed, void of flavour,
No garden goes green, not by hard toil grown.
Be it an insight, brainwave as never,
One’s own muse is most inspiring maid known.
For long man, who’s forbidden fruits desired,
Goes on a wander lust such fruits to fish,
Why the Garden of Eden is admired,
Why things proscribed go for greater relish.
It is no sin to get by greats inspired
If you add your own, cook not someone’s dish.
World is the sole piece of creative art,
The rest is inspired, all of it or part.
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Sonnet |03.03.2009, revised Feb 2025|
Note: This sonnet does not follow the Pythagorean divide between the octave and sestet commonly found in sonnets, but an equal one followed by a couplet resolving the premise.