Big Bang exploded on void cosmos
creating Universe in nanoseconds.
Space , Matter, Time started joint journey.
Stellar world continued in Galaxies
Nova, Supernova, Nebulae, in
gaseous plasma on extension:
Quasars, Pulsars, Black Holes in harmony.
Cosmic Evolution running on.
Modern Concept doesn't suggest Universe ,
but Multiverse, rather larger frame work
with multiple separate universes !
Poetic approach to put in Free Verse
Big Bang is the birth of Cosmos
to collapse on Cosmic Death by Big Crunch.
Nominal names carved on our tree.
Bird’s world etched in nocturnal bliss.
Naivety in nanoseconds of dusk.
Bee’s nascent love - an innocent kiss.
A rustling of digital leaves
in the binary breeze.
Odd fractals of ones and zeros
crash in waves of a subliminal sea.
Rotations of carbon and nanowires
collecting in my shadow.
Ghost of man-made reality
in matrices of ions.
The light of a binary universe in transit.
Coils of cool light drifting
through my Silicon Soul.
A leaf curves and descends
into decaying isotopes.
I feel the event horizon
of god’s information overload.
A rustling of skeletal circuitry
in a binary breeze.
All is not what it seems: odd filaments
of nanites and nanoseconds.
Feeling the rush of cold
in a binary breeze along subliminal seas.
Quiet thoughts linger like a moment on the heart
feathered nanoseconds arising with the ebb and flow
Soft gentle waters flow, over green hills blue skies
and a warm sun that shines its silence over me...
Russet leaves that tinge the soil with crinkle kisses
blooming trees singing their praises, branches open
little piano sonatas in the air, heaven is listening
to the refrain of life, arias of love and peace...
Still rocks that sleep surrounded by foamy waters
that never cease, layered hours full of green space
Hidden coves of beauty that are created by grace
to enhance our lives, together we go..
Barefoot on this loving land that God created
we feel the pulse of the earth beneath our feet
crevices of loneliness are suddenly filled
we are the song of joy, together we remain...
In impressions:
I reflect...
my expressions retract...
In composite cycles
I react...
Burning optics of set cycles
Spins
Around
Falling
Down,
Swirls, twirls to a stop.
I see lightning striking the ground.
Echos of reality
Excite liquids lights of delight.
Nanoseconds of thought, interact...
Spun perceptions like spiders at night
Memories are snared here in moments of silence
Of treason and crimes
Impressions die in optic’s artificial dawn
After the flesh, countless dry desires, expire...
In melancholy's pyres
Histories are burned to ash
Blow in endless winds of creations
Silent raging storm
Expression of birth and images die.
All bleeds at the edges of space
Crashing into star stuff.
Falling, buried in dead flesh
sunsets in a sea of oblivion
Faces awash in red flaring sand
like a car rusted machinery’...
Optics react
Date coalesces facts
The images blur
Information Redacts!
As I walk along a lonely path
…into oblivion...
to the edge of the sea, I emerge…
I stand and scan a Fractured Land.
watch the images dance.
$19.95 for do it all designer genes.
Engineer for a healthier life
don’t forget it’s a great meat tenderizer
as well as a thermal nuclear warhead.
Surf the digital channels
transcend the matrix in nanoseconds
get caught in the web of world wide damnation
the information age
the information rage
were knowledge is power
power is for the insane
greed for the masses;
Fury for the masses
Mine junk, candy for the brain,
sink into the lives of the media s dirty drain.
Fury for the masses!
See justice become a freak show
in the minds of the meek
at the global media circus,
see an orange demagogue rise to power, fame!
See the murderer walk
or the execution of victims.
See an not-so-innocent dark man
Inflame a nation to change.
Rage the Masses.
See a serial killer talk
about the abuse of his toy train.
Driven him insane, deranged!
Made millions on the rights
or
see violence for violence
see the guns explode
see the The Drugs flow
see the decay of the world
in all its technicolor gore.
Fury for the Masses…
Throughout history, our nature seeks answers
To the elusive, and then to define.
Foraging for roots that are fundamental,
To their infancy and our bottom line.
Looking back with relative importance, the
Infinite wisdom found it interwoven with space.
As our efforts then sought the miniscule,
With nanoseconds and Plancke time at the base.
Yet these descriptions are not observable,
Remaining hidden by shadows unknown.
Where innate behaviors tease of causality,
And quantum geometry that's deduced and grown.
Yet with a community of science fiction,
Their ideas seem plentiful to share.
As machines are thought to travel back and forth,
With past, present, and futures to dare.
So it seems our journey follows both science
And imagination, along this defining quest.
Such that if and when an answer is found,
The time will be right, and we can put it to rest.
INFINITESIMAL
Findings on infinitesimal changes turned marvelous
Steps of Advanced Mathematics are built as Calculus.
Even small mass can create energy tremendous
Theory of Relativity by Einstein, the genius.
Big bang explosion from infinitesimal made Universe.
A teardrop of my sweetheart or little smile
is more powerful than flood of river Nile.
Whirling my emotive urge in her best style,
in nanoseconds she can throw strong missile
through wrathful glance making happy home hostile..
07/14/119
'The Mini Verse ' Contest by Nina parameter.
THE UNIVERSE
Big Bang exploded on void cosmos creating Universe in nanoseconds.
Space and Time started journey.
Nova, Supernova, Nebulae, Galaxies in misty gaseous canopy.
Quasars, Pulsars, Stars came in successive harmony.
Trivial ordinary star Sun with Solar System in vast Universe
Just comparable with a dust particle in Sahara Desert.
Tiny Earth feels shy not being salient.
Human race in trifling position amidst flora and fauna of Earth
Personal importance is ridiculous:
Where am I?
07/02/19
In an epoch and era far removed from ours,
Dwelt two golden gophers on the planet Mars.
Asked one of the other, while hugging his interplanetary car,
Saw you not that adorable smooching star?
Returned the second, scarce nanoseconds later,
Emptied you the mandarins and mayonnaise from yonder refrigerator?
Pondered the first, his coiled intestines wildly blinking,
Might you, the second, a new green navel be seeking?
All in all, a night out on the town spun saucily well,
Jousting at cosmic parlance in a galactic epoch nonpareil.
Hands of Time
Written: by Tom Wright
1/25/2018
Time is a commodity which we all possess,
But each is assigned contrasting amounts.
A commodity that man cannot suppress,
It’s what we do with our time that counts.
Time always dances in an unchanged direction,
Abbreviating life with each departing day;
Minuscule nanoseconds make our collection,
Only God can extend or diminish our stay.
“The Lord giveth, and the Lord taketh away,”
Job 1:21 KJV
In the middle of the first date,
a troubling thought progression occurs:
The computer in me
calculates
success probability
of insertion of
tongue in cheek
at point zero three
Something in the conversation
has gotta change
this imminent failure trajectory
Input date gradient variable:
Nerd ... inverse chemical personality change
Buddy Love ... alter ego accessing
Cool romanticism vectoring
Body red alert!
Eye contact avoidance
creating critical mass passion implosion
Rupturing of the mellow ambient mood
will occur in
ten nanoseconds delta wave oscillation
Dream date bubble burst will ensue
Unanticipated motor response must commence
Hip central cortex command —
Wallflower boy get off the fence ...
kiss that woman,
and pierce that emotional force field
erected around the heart-shaped valence
Update voluntary co-joined gradient variable:
Buddy Love is now in physical operational control
THE BEGINNING
Cosmos once void, all around emptiness.
In vacuum Big Bang exploded.
Vibrant Cosmos created in nanoseconds.
Space and Time started journey.
Gaseous clouds forming stars twinkle, burn fuel
Nova, Super Nova, Nebulae, Galaxies
brightened in gaseous canopy.
Black holes, dark matter hid themselves
Quasars, Pulsars, Stars, Planets came up in succession.
Life and death of small star through Red Giant to White Dwarf.
Trivial ordinary star is Sun.
Placement of Solar System in vast Universe
comparable to a sand particle in Sahara Desert.
Tiny Earth feels shy, not being salient
Human race occupies trifling position
amidst diversity of Flora and Fauna on Mother Earth.
Personal importance is ridiculous.
Where am I?
10/02/17
The Cosmos Contest by Thvia Shetley
.
She vibrates, a chassis minus shock absorption.
A painting, the nude descends a staircase,
rings of Saturn etched in a vacuum tube.
Or Eniac of twisted cords and switchboards.
She isn't programmed to see light beams
spraying through the trees,
nor silver bearings of morning dew.
There are no bees plunging like pistons
in the flowers, no circuit board on the step.
She climbs the jamb as a bot returning to its task.
Monitors flicker as nanoseconds pass unnoticed,
but the galaxy ends at the lintel.
She's a child of Mir, suspended upside down
in a universe where falling isn't death,
but the failure of electrodes.
Then silent as a dead star she descends.
All drives cease functioning.
She is still as a scarab,
the light years casting sand dunes on sphinxes,
until legs spasm as though coding
a final matrix for iron butterflies waiting to be born.
It was a gift of history astounding
in its surge upon my afternoon of rest;
in subtlety they came, a basket unannounced,
filled with clusters of presumptive nanoseconds
gathered there before me, raw and wild,
and clearly mine to be.
It was too much, although I knew
that they claimed no solidity and rivaled
none of all the trinkets that I had.
No lenses were of any use to sort them
yet I found myself in awe to know
that each had clusters of its own.
That side effect--proof of infinity!
I dare opine
that such a moment is not mine alone,
and thus invite my readers here
to set aside the trite, the tedium,
the hopeless resolution to despair,
for there within the opening you create
is endless light.
~
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