Best Symmetry Poems
How can Euclidian geometry
Describe such perfect symmetry
Such soft and velvet hills
Of love, and drink, it fills
How can such perfection of bend
Of dune that dips to dimple
Be caressed – not a ripple!
As age has passed by
Untouched, as tips of trees the sky
The blue veins tattooed
Under skin inverse to soot
Inverse to rhyme, sublime!
Warm to the touch, the tongue
The taste, the subtle kiss of peach
Always just
Out of reach
The moonlight surrounds the lines
So softly, so sable-brushed
As your sleep smiled breath
My love against soft pillows crushed
Contemplate lotus
Free from self aggrandizement
Pure earthly balance
There's a mole in the middle of my belly
That gives me bilateral symmetry
For a belly dancer it might prove entertaining
Though that’s not my thing, I’m not complaining
Not a “new age” mole, this one’s a lifer
And it’s purpose I’ve tried to decipher
You see, mom had one too, in the same spot
And dad used to tease her about it a lot
He called it a “beauty mark” on her shapely figure
And he boasted she made it work sensually with rigor
So when I view this mark, I sense a connection
Genetically endowed by mom from inception
And though there’s no man in my life for a workout
Its strategic placement makes me refrain from growing stout
It’s the first thing men notice when I don a bikini
So I strive to keep the surrounding tummy teeny
willows in symmetry
ripples in crowfoot
swan goes with the flow
There is life in death
Perfect symmetry exists
Life now unending
from Songs Of Experiments
Beyond notice, out of sight
in dimensions curled up tight,
shall only weakened gravity
suggest your supersymmetry?
Do you match, sine qua non,
boson to a fermion?
Will you ever edify
how the forces unify?
In what quanta, small or large
will we find your mass and charge?
In what membranes do you roam?
Which dimensions call you home?
In magnetic chambers narrow,
will you tell us of time’s arrow?
Have you broken, in the past?
How long can your components last?
Quarks from gluons will divide
when we make hadrons collide:
Will this show us where you hide
or leave us still unsatisfied?
Beyond notice, out of sight
in dimensions curled up tight,
will only highest energy
reveal your supersymmetry?
kaleidoscope
flickers through the night
perfect symmetry
A sunrise kisses morning's dew
and makes the flowers sing
butterflies are formed anew
stately on their wing
highlights of a new day
begin in nature's flock
of openings and closings - the universe's clock
happiness a constant - striving
to retain - knowledge of it's promise
now and then to wane
fly with earthly creatures
with your wingspan open wide
stay in tune with loveliness
it's all you can abide
for all of life's abundance
call forth for the divide
A house
with perfect
symmetry
Lodged
behind a willow
tree
Seeing all
that goes
around
Firmly dug
into the
ground
People have
not lived
in it
Silent
watching as
it sits
Holding
many memories
Keeping
perfect symmetry
Some of those closest to me
are concerned my poetry
does not rhyme
every time.
I do not complain,
but try to explain
that total symmetry
is not important to me.
The meaning of a verse
is, for better or worse,
the point of a piece.
Rhymes are just grease.
Mental lubrication to let words slide by,
while I try
to impart a certain feeling,
repulsive or appealing.
This frees myself and my reader from the
tight restraint of what seems sing-song.
But maybe just this once,
I will kind of go along.
Live lovely light
Be blessing bright
Cheer charms clear change
Sense something strange
See sanguine sums
Dazzle drills drum
Live lasting lift
Glitter grooms gift
Align apt art
Prime primal parts
Dare dancing dream
Trust timely theme
Jest joins just joy
Prize pickles ploy
Quit query *****
Sift stifling sneer
Hurl healthy highs
Stretch sparkling sighs
Blessings bloom bright
Reap rapture right
Leon Enriquez
16 March 2015
Singapore
Our family is a blended family…two families blended into one…
I brought a son and a daughter into ours…Deborah brought a son.
When we blended our families together…
I gained a son and Deborah gained a daughter.
We tried to make the blending smooth…like pouring water into water.
One of the wonders of family is how they continue to grow…
how nothing is affixed…
for along the way we’ve aded four grandchildren to the mix.
Not to mention friends who have become family along the way…
So we never really know what our family will look like at then end of every day.
Through the years, in spite of the friends and family we’d import…
the symmetry of our family was always one daughter short.
And we were comfortable with this obvious lack of symmetry…
until our youngest son found love…and invited her into our family.
Now we have a second daughter…and she has another Mom and Dad…
and our first daughter is blessed with the sister she never had.
Our eldest grandson also found his love…please…stick with me everyone….
because this means we now have two granddaughters…to go with three grandsons…
You get the picture…With each new family member…we’re adding to the blend…
and it is beautiful knowing this is a process that will never end….
And we look forward with excitement to what our family will tomorrow be…
as we blend together for the rest of our lives…in search of symmetry
Our universe has things in it because
chance quantum fluctuations enable.
Nothing is what violates Nature’s laws --
something is apparently more stable.
Super-symmetry was asking for it.
It was just too perfect to be withstood, a
nd once it took the predictable hit
it lit up the entire neighborhood,
and in that Big Bang, the forces all split.
Gravity, of course, was most serious
and left, having little to do with it,
and, to this day, remains mysterious.
Though we still work to unify them all,
Entropy says it’s too late for that call.
Time interlopers
we reside wayside off course
twilight zone tickets
I'll stay on one side
You will stay on the other side
This is symmetry