Fresh equations for an ectomorph
and an isogonal isomorph
served hot on a loving plate -
the derivatives of fate.
I am my own invention
I have few moving parts
in the physical sense
I can play love’s shallow, skipping jester
and caper as whimsically as the cuckoo bird’s call
or I can be as impulsive as Jouliet
He wears his charm well
after thin dusk
as the moon is cued
and longing gently serenades
like the touch of night air
our touches are not soft
but strong and pure
how summate is our commitment
to a miraculous physicalness
as we solve love’s perfect equations
something erotic, physical or spiritual
seems to be accomplished
as lust’s spotlight fades
and moonlights exchanged
for something blue
we lay half asleep
as the dawn wins its queue
and I am only me again.
.
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A song for this:
Femininomenon by Chappell Roan ??
Reminder: it's coming up on Valentine's Day..
True knowledge vs false = Science’s interpretation.
Old knowledge vs NOW = Growth’s explanation.
Knowable knowledge vs the unknowable = Wisdom’s poetry.
Creativity vs Reality = Religion’s reinterpretation.
Belief versus faith equals brainwashing on a massive hypnotic scale.
Sect vs class = Self-governing power-hungry survival of the richest.
The tangible vs the intangible = Parallel Universes.
Dreams vs being awake = Being alive!
Sleep vs, DEATH, the Big Sleep = what?
(Alternative title: "ARt MEdDler’s Interpretation of the Universe")
Trinitarian Equations
By Mark D. Stucky
Can you do the math
for Three in One?
1 + 1 + 1 = 1?
3 = 1?
1 / 3 = 1?
You can't find these
enigmatic equations
of paradoxical logic
in new math textbooks.
They are old math.
Very old math.
Older than earth.
Older than stars.
Older than the universe.
They are the origin of math
from which all math derives,
from which we live and move
and have our being.
Beyond Taoist yin-AND-yang duality,
beyond particle-AND-wave nature of light,
beyond quantum superpositions
of ALL possible particle states,
Three Persons in one mystery,
distinct yet together,
a divine Whole,
greater AND lesser
than the sum of the Parts.
(First published in Ekstasis, Sept. 2022. See also my poem "The Invention of Love" and my visual poem “Trinity Dance.”)
(Image by jose_andres95 on Pixabay.)
lofty love be yours
forever bonding twineth
together we thrive
not a dim voice in the back of your head
not wisdom and words from those who are dead
not just some long forgotten equation
not a bandage over an abrasion
not a blessing bestowed on the masses
not sweet talk meant for much sweeter lasses
not idle chatter in small sleepy towns
not the sounds of footsteps making their rounds
not thunder and lightning rolling on high
not the sound of a small child asking why
random unhurried changing arrangements
the constant flow of human engagements
momentary matters none of which last
all become echoes of that which is past
*Phones down heads up’
Test begins in 5,4.,3. 2, minus 1.
Continue to listen, percentage is given.
If you don’t understand, please just raise your right hand.???? Take your time
~It’s up to you what you solve and how~ (4+4 = __) then take away 6, what are you left with? = Us __ .
‘What is this strange place we find ourselves in,
Trapped in the open, we are free within’
If I pretend and spin a thread, would it pull
You closer to the soft center of my web?
If I gave you my mouth and swallowed my pride
Would you smile or laugh out loud from deep inside
If I were to wink would you see the grief trapped
In eye ink?
Would you see the calm bravado
in my never-blinking eyes
If in the dead of night I screamed out in pain?
Would the inclement weather, let me flow with the rain
If we click to see, to capture a feeling?
Would my breath inside a frame, stand still, un-feeling
If we receive a wondrous kiss from a breathtaking view
Would it comfort and cradle cherished things
that are so few!
21.3.22
Sponsor: Unseeking Seeker
Contest name: The Matrix
The party was great.
Wine flowed freely.
I was proud for my award,
A professor of Literature,
Even though I was young,
Tall and handsome, an attraction to most.
Suddenly Rita, a friend, grabbed me by my arm,
And smiling said: “Isn’t mathematical disciplines
Great tools for differential equations.”
I stared at her, thinking of insanity.
Who cares for mathematical equations?
But she insisted that differential geometry
And those of topology were important.
“Sweetheart,” I retorted. “John Donne would do better.”
She did not think so, as she grabbed me by my arm
And led me to the samples of fine wine.
“A pseudo holo morphic curve is so smooth,
I’m sure you’ll agree.” My nerves were now frayed.
I led her out into the garden towards the gazebo
And gave her my best sample of a French kiss.
She did not desist. It was fun.
Perhaps there was something worthwhile
Thinking on geometric equations.
Algebra equations I’m performing while light
And then I go home and write till late in the night
Hanging out with me might cause you a fright
You may be my poem subject tonight!
April 24, 2021
To bed just after one
Awake by half-past three
The words in my head
Swirl around and torture me
All I did was have an idea
A simple story in my head
Now condemned to hard labour
Chiselling pictures, I cannot shed
The characters stare while I slumber
Like a child’s scary dream
They poke and they prod me
Sit in my mind, an endless scream
I wish I loved simple maths
The equations make me sleep
But my mind’s a jumble of words
Lying tangled in a heap
As knotted as my wife’s ear phones
As frustrating as laces in a shoe
I wish that I loved maths
Then I could sleep, just like you.
David Cox 27/10/20
who ever
said math
ain't fun
i believe i
did at one
time but
then found
the sum total
of these equations
? + ! ÷ by !!! = : )
yet
: ) and ( : = mmmm
furthermore
/ and * plus \ = /*\
thus the total
1+1= 1
“Monopoly - Fast Track Equations”
Razor sharp cut quite clear
He says Trust
She says Fear
Broken glass and hidden things
He says Respect
She says Trust
Ashes to Ashes
Dust to Dust
Black Lies and Alibis
He says Truth
She says Respect
Innocence is shattered
All the children wept
Steel Cages, Monopoly and Chance Cards
He says Love
She says Lost
Flying Monkeys and Kangaroo Courts
He says Lost
You say, "Here’s the Road Map, I've got the Get Out Free Card"
You get behind the wheel
Take back your soul
Foot to the floor
Keep driving fast, not slow
Pass “GO”, Do not Look Back.
Girlfriend, little sis'ta, you are right on track.
(Lovejoy-Burton/March 2018)
1.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S71_vIMQ0YY
Sometimes we should subtract ourselves, leave unsolving equations.
Overwhelming possibilities, numerical infatuations.
Infinite answers, solutions your overanalyzing.
Try different techniques, ideas can be tantalyzing.
Add some patience, multiplying consecutively.
Make sure you divide energy, distribute it equally.
Not a mathematician, or a numerologist.
Someone attempting solving problems that persist.
No thing in this beautiful world is equal to any other
So, some genius (nincompoops) tried their level best - to equate;
I don't know whosoever has asked them to equate
I can bet, there must be some amount of hate - factor in it
To fit - their desired result out of it - like Shylock
Even being a student of science, I am saying so
'Cause I know, equality is just a hypothesis
Yes, I know my words may annoy you all
But, think - preconditions being the same results always differ
Do you and your siblings are equal?
Can any factory produce exactly the same product from their machines?
The answer is, "No" - those are almost equal but not the same
Can my love equates with my beloved's love?
Why hundred odd Billionaires have all the riches of billions of people?
What say you? My friend - Equations never equate
We all are unique
And that's the beauty
12.03.16
P.S. : Sorry, if my words hurt you any, I do not meant to
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