Silence is pious, before the psi... the murmur, whine before the roar !
At first cry, we didn’t know we’d called him C.S.R.,
an acronym for crank shaft rate, then onto R&R.
He called at a late hour the president of P.S.I.
Was worried about mom. If only we’d had WiFi.
In our absence seems the boy required friends to B.Y.O.B.
Thinking beverage? It was beer and a funnel at the E.O.D.
Misplaced his social security card. He might end up at the Y.M.C.A.
Uncle Sam brought him downtown in the whose your daddy now U.S.A.
3/24/2021
Acronyms in Couplets
Sponsor: L. Milton Hankins
Acronyms:
R&R - Rest and relaxation
P.S.I - Post Software International
E.O.D. - End of day
BEGIN AGAIN by Marc Satz, COPYRIGHT Libr. of Cong.
Should I wander beyond the wall (of stars).
Promise you'll catch me when night falls.
Thoughts could get quite intense though
some call it pure nonsense.
Did the world begin anew,
or did someone tear it down and
start again ?
Beneath the ancient sands I'm told
lies something, that when found, will touch our souls.
Thinking out loud again, drawing a crowd of men.
Did the world begin anew,
or did someone tear it down and
start again ?
Things feel different today.
Colder and much farther away.
Let your heart be filled again.
Time to rebuild again.
So begin your life anew,
and if someone tears it down just
START AGAIN ...
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Quantum mechanics is our love relationship
Our photon packets hold two in its membership
Our light form a duality just you and I
We oscillate on our wavelength defined by “psi”
We form our own construct in equilibrium
We chose two electrons as with helium
a Closer nucleus, it’s much less energy
Balance in life is our perfect life synergy
Heisenberg’s mad principle affects our balance
Neutral polarity in our atoms valance
Together we make our own distinct quantum state
Spinning we form a magnetic moment in fate
Kinetic energy, friction, our yin and yang
It is all that we need, to start our own big bang!
-updated march 2017-
Numbers make the world,
no smiles or batted eyes here
numbers make the world,
no sticky-sweet fingers or waving palms
numbers rule without qualms
Gross domestic products and
tonnage of staples on actuarial tables
PSI and APY ratioed percentages
leveraged capitals
daily numbers of sales calls -
numbers are to do 'n' all
Numbers make the world,
no full moon in lapis sky
no fresh-picked basil on peckish plate
no dreaming lovers to salivate
only numbers of bushels per acre
no smokey-sweet of roasted ears
It's numbers that count
no blessings of sermon on the mount
for the numbers shall inherit
by long or short division,
able to sway, today's decision
about what's important, what life is for
it's all about a number, nothing more,
so don't worry 'bout what's next in store
'cause you can't count on it anymore
- it's days are numbered
like counting sheep, now close your
eyes, 'n' get some REM sleep
dreaming now of days, away ago,
when it wasn't so -
that numbers made the world
© Goode Guy 2013-04-01
...A poem
is a spoon
that you can bend
with your mind.
It depends on psi
if you
are mutant
X or Y
a paranormal opportunity
or a wild talent
of psionic penmanship .
Stare at the pattern
on the handle
as you imagine
the handle
either roses or unicorns
are emblazon here.
So much the better
as your mind
bends the words
and the metal obeys...
Spoon begins to tremble
there is no knife
to run away with.
Then comes
the period
like an empty plate.
to contain
a bent spoon
with squeezed letters...
Flat is my world
as the sun passes by
each day
inspite of all Copernicus
had to say.
Perception deceptions precede
the paranormal state
while souls traveling light years
in a parallel universe
gather in the air to stare.
My head snaps
looking into emptiness
while the hair on the back
of my neck ruffles
in response to those watching.
We are connected
as the atoms of our being
swirl through galaxies.
Atoms that appear in an OBE or NDE,
as UFO, ESP, PSI while
the CIA and the DOD hope to keep
all "discoveries" to themselves.
The cover-up of the coming
of the commonplace is
like a dog who has always known
when their owner is coming home.
We already know ... more will be revealed.