Best Quantum Poems

If you look for me you will not see
Because I exist in probabilities.
To truly understand what is me
You must think of other realities....

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Hidden beauty resides not in the grace like charms
Of coy smiles 
Painted across a gentle Madonnas face.
Nor is she vested within the chastened vows
Of saintly...

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POTD 6th Sept 2019

When the dawn kisses the dew on all thing that grow
and that first melancholy thought, ponderous and low
questions any relevant notions to...

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I savor my precious, quantum bliss;
the vibration of the strings, echo Heaven’s kiss.  
In parallel worlds, are parallel lives; 
With them, I can identify.

I’ve...

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A  is for Anton van Leeuwenhoek- in his simple  microscope made him well-known,
B is for Benjamin Franklin who invented  the electricity ...

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So many think about changing the whole world,
few think about changing their very selves.
Standing on the precipice, peer beyond.
Pierce your personal, privileged bubble.
View the vast...

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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...

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the things you both see
you all see 
is merely a continuity safeguard 
one of the laws written in to prevent chaos
we can't have multiple lifeforms...

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Who am I is a question,
That baffles and confuses me.
Aren’t I a stranger to myself,
When in me angels and demons cohabit,
Dwelling side by side.

Sometimes I...

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"The cosmos is within us. We are made of star-stuff." Carl Sagan
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
We’re all stardust, remnants of Divine Magnetism and celestial fire 
   ...

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“Met-a-Four”


I “met a four”
when I was three
and oh the things
it did to me
and fingers counting
one-two- three.
When the four
brought in a five
all my counting fingers
came alive.
Reaching...

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Emily of three years
Leukemia eating her soul
Her bald head, made her smile wider
Please mummy do not cry
I will hug you even after I die

Tommy of...

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To an unmet friend:


You see the mortal world
and for you man is machine,
little more than a device
for the vagaries of evolution.
Faith is illusion, hope lacks
weight--...

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Gazing down along the zealously
Monitored borders of well clipped
Evergreen Privet hedges.
Standing watchful guard over 
Divisions
Re-enforced by concrete posts and
Darkly stained, wooden, wavy-lap 
Fences;
Age-old neighbourly disputes,...

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Millicent Portia Ponsonby-Smyth
Could speak fluent French by the time she was five.
By the age of just eight she was top of her class,
There wasn’t a...

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