Best Vectors Poems


Premium Member To My High School Math Teacher

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
© John Watt  Create an image from this poem.

Pass the Salt, Please

Ye are the salt of the earth: but if the salt have lost his savour, wherewith shall it 
be salted? It is henceforth cast out, and to be trodden under foot of men. Matthew 
5:13 KJV 

In ancient history, salt was sought and bartered. In some places it was carried by 
camels across scorching deserts such as in West Africa where eager merchants 
traded it to waiting customers. Salt was used for money in some places, thus giving 
us the word salary.
 Today salt is used for many purposes, stocked in grocery stores, and is available on 
virtually every table.  
We use it medicinally, and blocks of salt satisfy cattle’s craving. Salt in water raises 
the boiling point, yet salt melts ice.  Put salt on meat and it preserves it.  Leave salt 
off the table and your appetite leaves with it. But too much salt is harmful. It makes 
your feet and legs swell and too much is hard on the heart.
Examine one grain of salt under a microscope and note its cube shape.  Its sides 
are made of two elements, sodium and chlorine.  These combine to form sodium 
chloride – salt.
  
Imagine soldiers in a tug of war.  An ion of chlorine glares from one corner at a 
sodium ion guarding the opposite side. As crystallization occurs the chlorine wins in 
the stare-down.  Sodium surrenders its single valence electron to chlorine and 
together they become sodium chloride.  Consider it in verse:
  
Salty Sentinels

Sodium ions stable,
assembled on the table,
salivating palates crave.
Chlorine ions tiny,
mustering soldiers briny,
guarding corners brave.
Sodium chlorine making,
crystal shakers shaking
cubes so salty white.
Ever fighting blandness;
vectors adding grandness,
enhance the appetite!
  
There is no wonder Jesus used salt as an example to the disciples in his Sermon on 
the Mount. He exhorts Christians to have salt in themselves and have peace with 
one another. See Mark 9:50
© James Tate  Create an image from this poem.

The Unchangeable

The situation in my country is terrifying
I wish I can do something gratifying,
Selfishness and corruption by leaders are annoying,
No job,no food ,no water,in a land flourishing
with resources and its occupants are crying,
Mortality rate increases for many are lacking,
Diseases,malnutrition and social vices are thriving,
due to negligence,misappropriation and lack of funding,
From generation to generation this parasite is spreading,
And the vectors and co-vectors foster by multiplying,
I`m bold,educated and ready to die,not compromising,
but I have to join their party to be leading,
Join their party!be like them!what am I thinking?
I can`t sell my conscience because of governing,
If I`m an officer,I would have risen to do general cleaning,
but that era has gone,military government is damaging,
while this cosmetic democracy is more disturbing,
Divine intervention is sought and I`m waiting;waiting!
by soaking my bed with tears daily,weeping!,
Lame and paralyzed I watch the little ones,suffering,
while a few biggies misuse and waste the wealth by deceiving,
Hmm!hmm!I can`t take this anymore!,it is killing.


Green Or Golden Age

When was that golden age for which you yearn?
A perfect Eden? where we’d yet to learn 
To conquer and to dominate the land
And Mother Nature held the upper hand
Did Earth confer a blessing or disdain?
When life for most held hunger fear and pain

Would you prefer to work from dawn ‘til night
To barely feed your own if there’s no blight
Would we not take from Earth its carbon treasure
That might then be our choice - resulting measure
A living: hard and brutish till truncated
Though Earth crust exploitation be abated

In wave on wave wild nature vectors veer
Forever repetitious changes steer
A cyclic challenge we may seek to stay
In vain protest against eternal fray
Though we must face, confront all strife revealed
Why inculpate what cannot be repealed

What if that blessed life-affirming vapour
That all green life on Earth has need to savour
With increase, plants and trees the more to nourish
Unintended consequence: all life to flourish
How ironic: that which many seek to ban
Could bring a golden age to life of man


Chosen subject for contest: Energy dependancy

Premium Member Mind-Body Consciousness

I AM as I AM, free & formless in a domain timeless
In, as & one with & within the sea of Oneness
Dissolved and yet in as ordained, distinct 
Pure love awareness in a boundaryless precinct

In, within and in yet as by Oneness ordained 
The beingness of love seeking outpouring, now contained
Choicelessly choosing to view Its reflection
In the mirror of duality without any distortion 

As so chosen, so began, love benign-ability 
Polarity in singularity
Creating sensory movement in duality
Spherical vision confined to timeline linearity 

The love absolute 
Choicelessly resolute
Now within a living body of perfection 
Matter manifest as divine vibration

The pure love outpouring
Within body of lower vibration anchoring 
Prismatic refraction of ephemerality bemusing
Anchors of grossness to the vehicle of form alluring

Love then, looking at its reflection 
Within in-form consciousness, seeing a contortion
Observes that the transient life of the vehicle of imagination 
Within duality, is oblivious of its own divinic origin

Linear time then slowly turns
Hypnotically, inexorably churns
The wheel of illusion
Trapping consciousness in mayic delusion

Love being love, yet outpours its nectar
Dispersing magnetically across all vectors
But duality being the zone so choicelessly chosen
The same free will of consciousness keeps its ascension frozen

Yet love being one and consciousness being porous
In timeless time nodes within form, all being love, sing in chorus 
Engage in a rhythmic dance synchronous in timeless being-ness
As of resonation to the vibration of the That Oneness 

In, within, in-form & formless stillness

Premium Member Spring Grasp Scuffing

In the dusting of springtime squeeze
Sweet-scented of yesterday glees. 
Recall of rose bloom and clear days,
Of mirth and warmth in many ways.

Meek breeze bears the whiff of ripe life,
Fresh beginnings and cease of strife.
The world rouse from its frost slumber,
Nature's grace is once more wonder.

The birds sing their sweet melodies,
As they build their nests in the trees.
Bees buzz around, grasping nectar,
Butterflies dance in quaint vectors.

Let's bask in the charm of the sun,
And hype blooms that ne'er strove nor spun.

Written: June 05, 2023

In The Dusting Of The Springtime Sweet Scented 
Thoughts Of Yesterday Poetry Contest

Sponsored by: Mystic Rose Rose
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Did I Waste My Time

At first school was cool
Had to abide by one simple rule
Read and write
And never fight
Recite the alphabet
How easy can it get?
One plus one is two
A E I O U
Two times two is four
D O O R spells door
Maths was about addition and subtraction
Multiplication and division
Studied animals and apes
And all them shapes
Circles and triangles
Squares and rectangles
Pentagons, hexagons
Septagons, octagons
Nonagons and decagons
Then I grew a little and things got tough
The stuff got a bit rough
School became boring
Talk of junior-high bullying
I got scared and
The maths got weird
Areas and volumes
Cones and pyramids
Cords and sectors
Quantities and vectors
Pi r squared?
Half times base times height?
No way I’m getting these right
Positives and negatives
Radius and diameter
Areas, perimeters
Voltmeters and ammeters
More and more shapes
Rhombus, star and trapezium
Physics and chemistry
Lithium and helium
Biology and history
Mussolini, Hitler and Stalin,
And the famous wall of Berlin
I thought I was done
But things got less fun
I started to debit and credit
Economics and statistics
Differentiation and intergration
Poisson and normal distribution
Assignments, projects and dissertations
Now I’ve got the diplomas and degrees
But guess what
I’m just a poet
Now, tell me
Did I waste my time?
© John Pen  Create an image from this poem.

Subtraction

Subtraction

If you subtract your bad self, 
In every way, every part as best you can,
Then you’ll find better health,  
And other people won’t suffer a ban. 

You will add something onto, 
Your character if you resolutely control, 
Your ego, there’ll be binary two, 
As a friendship bond will fill your bowl.

Fractions are always negative, 
When you are the irrational number, 
‘Cos you vector line affirmative, 
Has malfunctioned and objects thunder. 

The matrix lain out, pure physical,
Is real and determines all your decimals, 
But a point that’s not whimsical, 
Can be proven by algebraic relationals. 

You need to duly remember, 
Not to mess with your quantities or mix, 
Your subtrahend remover,  
Is not space for glee, and not your bricks. 

The difference made, ensuing, 
From putting your vectors back in line, 
Can give the segment pursuing:
That life building on your minuend divine. 

Events cumulate into war zones,
And you can’t take back your cruel words, 
So just inverse your ring tones, 
To add affection to your partial bon accords. 

Your integer rhymes in reason, 
When the natural is plainly detected, 
So when you offer treason, 
Just order on, your associations respected.

Trump Donald J

Donald J. Trump
Great Person
Of the History
Of Earth.

Welcome in the
Big Politic
By the States's
Presidente.

Sorry mine Stupid
Mindless, if My
Brain not working
More.
Giving, please

Citizening
4 the nextly goodest thinking.©

For the best
Communication
In the scene
Diplomatic

For the Peace
In Worldest
Who the Starting
With Your Coming.

Thank You, Donald
For the Reading.
I'm in Happinessest
Feelings.

What the People of States
Voted Your Great Persona.©

With the Hope
Allness People
Of the Planet
On Your Actions.

With the Goodness
Vectors Living,
For the Fastest
Developing.

From the Dark
Of Life the Voices
With the Praying
On the Lipses.

Trumpy, Friend, Please Help,
For Goddest.©

P.S. this are 3 Sonnets, poem, personly for eyes of Human with Who giving hope, heart. Lightest Soul and Best of the Best Parents. ©*

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*Exactly, High Sciences's Sources of Actual in all time all world information. Non answered on this msg, please. Excuse moi petitest brainless skills. Thank You for all, and Be Careful, Good Luck. And Best Destiny for Your Greatest Country, She in Your Hands, be Care with She. Amen.

13112016 A.D. 133a.m. msk rus.

Complex Number Psychology

My thoughts of you, and yours of me,
Can be portrayed mathematically:
To sum up every complex trait
We factorize and integrate,
And add imaginary parts
To make the vectors fit our charts.

Your thoughts of me, and mine of you,
Look reckless from a polar view:
The truly knowable and real
Are overwhelmed by how we feel,
Since we forget each magnitude
Is through an unseen angle skewed.
© Ed Morris  Create an image from this poem.

Shapes

Ellipse, evolute, vertex and curve,
Humdrum circle or ricochet swerve
Astroids or cusps, arcs or sectors;
What have those got to do with vectors?
Curvature, cone, Cartesian plane…
Oval, deltoid… what’s in a name?
Geoid oscillation, pedal, radial, rose…
What on earth do I know of those?
Hypocycloid, cruciform, Sierpinski carpet…
Inverse tangent or Apollonian gasket?
Snowflake, hypercube, space-time dimension
Pressured, gauged, or under tension?
Trammel of Archimedes, planes, rotations –
Congruence, right angles, equivalence relation;
Conchoid curve, Orthoptic, Lemoine hexagon,
Triangle, star or good old pentagon.
Crescent, rhombus, magatama, square,
Caustic curves, salinon, ying-yang or sphere!
About whichever’s the shape that you talk,
Basically, it’s taking a line for a walk!

Salty Sentinels

When lyrics and music are combined they take on a whole new life.
When chlorine and sodium assimilate they make salt.
Separately they are limited, combined they are significant.
Together we can accomplish much, divided we dither. 

 Salty Sentinels
By James E. Tate

Sodium ions stable, assembled on the table,
Salivating palates crave.

Chlorine ions tiny, mustering soldiers briny,
Guarding corners brave.

Sodium Chloride making, crystal shakers shaking
Cubes of salty white.

Ever fighting blandness, vectors adding grandness, 
To enhance the appetite. 

You are the salt of the earth. But if the salt loses its saltiness,
 how can it be made salty again” It is no longer good for anything,
 except  to be thrown out and trampled by men. Matthew 5:13
© James Tate  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Limericks of Physics - 1

To love Physics one just has to care
For the universe heart described there, 
Relativity's Laws
Are much like Santa Claus, 
Einstein's Tensors just floating on air.

Brian Johnston
August 22, 2014

Poet's Notes:
Just one hundred years ago this poem would have had a different ending...

Newton's Vectors just floating on air.

Post Einstein however things are both simpler and more complicated as physicists 
struggle to come up with an equation that describes everything! To help laymen 
perhaps just a little, a 'Vector' is a mathematical expression for a force that has a 
direction (in three dimensions).  A Tensor, though it is hard if not impossible to 
imagine except by means of a mathematical expression (a physicist cannot see it in 
his mind either) , can be thought of as  a multi-dimensional Vector that can occupy 
more than three dimensions. Hope that helps! Ha! It seems that God's simplicity is 
not that simple for man! Who would have guessed?

A Drug Too Deep This Love

Copyright 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
POETIC LYRICS BY THOMAS LAM HSI-ANDRESS (KAL-EL-3000)



A THOUGHT.........A VECTOR OF SPACE.........AN ALIEN RACE?
YOU GUESS.........I KNOW.........VECTORS OF SPACE?
YOU LIE!
YOU SAY............I LIE.........THAT I'M THE LIAR!
IF I AM A LIAR.........THEN A THROW DOWN.........'MY' ROYAL ACE!
THE DIFFERENCE.........BETWEEN.........E=MC squ!ared.........
AND.........R squared.........IS......94 to the 27th minus 5x TIMES 13 to the
Rth.........IS THIS TRUE?
BUT.........DID YOU KNOW THAT...IF POSSIBLE.........
(X x Y) to the 14th power OVER 2z times R to the 40th power TIMES Rsphere
GIVES YOU AN ALIEN'S ELEMENTAL.........
B-E-G-I-N-N-I-N-G!
THIS.........AT THE RIPE OLD AGE OF TWO (2) HOURS!
WHAT'S LIM?

[I, KAL-EL-3000.........WAS AND AM AN ANOMOLY.........KRYPTONIA'S FINEST
SCIENTISTS AND MATHMETICIANS SIMPLY DID NOT UNDERSTAND ME!]

BUT.........THE HARDEST EQUATION.........IS.........LOVE!
WAIT.........DO YOU HEAR THEM?
KILL HIM, ROB HIM, MAIM HIM.........BLIND-SIDE-HIM!
HIM.........AND US.........AND-ALL-OF-US!

[ELLIE GOULDING, HALCYON, Track No. 11]

IF YOU CAN HEAR ME.........HERE I AM!
CAN YOU HEAR ME?
THE FORGET ME NOTS.........ARE.........WELL.........THEY'RE CRYING!
THOSE PILLS?
DEADLY WHITE?
JUST.........ASPIRIN!
THEY CALL ME A.........LILY WHITE.........BUT PIIKAKES.........ARE ROYAL TOO!
AND THE SCENT IS.........WELL.........BETTER.........AND REALLY, REALLY ROYAL!
AND WHEN I GO............I'LL GO!
AND......JUST [HEAVIEST EMPHASIS]............FORGET ME?!?!


                                         FINI
© Thomas Hsi  Create an image from this poem.

Ebola 1

Everyone needs to be conscious to stay safe or alive
Because Ebola(named after a river)virus ravages with a mission to kill,
Often hand washing with soap or  alcohol burns like grill,
Loss of appetite,vomiting,diarrhoea,sore throat,fever are imminent.
Animal vectors like bats should not be consumed which is very pertinent.



*May God save us  from this dreaded disease that is deadlier than AIDS and Cancer…
*No vaccine yet...

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