A pen tis' stride of mystery,
His search for truth eternity,
Lost in worlds so beyond,
No point of return did all warn'd,
Tread he bravely by this sea,
Forward he gazed to infinity,
But lonely be, was he not's,
In his pen and his the thoughts,
Held his hand and walked in bliss’t,
The curious mind, a physicist,
Together with they trekked this new life,
With the pen and with knife,
Sings aloud lyrics to be,
That sings also a math beauty,
In their minds the truth they see,
Though! Paths doth took variety'ly,
Finally! Truth arrives the splendid hearts,
Endless sacrifices rendered aparts,
Now they live the life they sought,
Through sweat and toil did they bought,
The Poet and the Physicist!
Categories:
physicist, poets, science fiction, wisdom,
Form: Quatrain
The theoretical physicist asked,
Why do all nomials
act like binomials?
The elegant mathematician responded,
Why do all positives
equal double negatives?
The long-winded politician commented,
Why do all politically empowering answers
encourage
1. patriarchal wealth economist
to respond with paradoxical
not not health
0. satisfactory feminist questions
To support bilaterally balancing
quantum qualitative
universal healthy space
LeftThought
and unitarian safe time
RightFelt
panentheistic ecology?
Categories:
physicist, culture, health, humor, language,
Form: Political Verse
OLD VERSION
(This poem was published in Leaves of Ink, this August)
He finds nothing new to be excited about; a bottle of whisky, dark humor,
and a packet of cigarettes are his companion.
“All the breakthroughs and works that I have done will end in a flash,
when another Big Bang occurs”, he mourns deep inside his soul,
as his wife and children play in the summer Sun……
Date:17/09/2014
NEW VERSION
He finds nothing new to excite him; a bottle of whisky, dark humor,
and a packet of cigarettes are his companions.
“All the breakthroughs and works that I have done will end in a flash,
when another Big Bang occurs!”, he mourns deep within his soul,
as his wife and children play in the summer Sun……
Date: 09/03/2015
Categories:
physicist, art, imagery, life, sad,
Form: Free verse
“Light travels thousands of miles per second,” she taught
in her physics classes.
“God is Light,” she heard in Sunday sermons; she wonders
why God doesn’t hear her prayer as fast as the speed of light;
the key of the universe’ secrets is still out of reach from her palms……
Categories:
physicist, art, god, imagery, life,
Form: Free verse
The world has become smaller
Memories dance in the corners
Of unfamiliar places...
The bounds of what we thought we knew before
Have shifted, and recede from us
Adopting the uneasy look of forgotten,
Once-familiar faces.
Uncertainty, the rock our reason founders on,
Rides its waves of change
As what seemed the very firmament falls away
Dissolving and becoming something new.
Sometimes there's no comfort in knowing
That most of what happens, happens by chance;
Yet since this be so, then there shall never be a day
More fine than this, and every moment's a miracle
Because you were there to see it.
Reflect, when the confusion of living wears thin,
That, Whoever's playing dice with the Universe,
At least They're having a good hot night.
Categories:
physicist, mystery, nature, philosophy, science,
Form: Rhyme
Crazy physicist! So, you can
put a man on the moon?
Ooh! I have a new problem!
Calculate the trajectory of my soul
as it leaves my body!
Categories:
physicist, confusion, education, introspection, life,
Form: Ode