Short Deduction Poems
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SPIDERS
in mind’s complex spin
testing mortal deduction
this patient spider
at my shower time
old daddy legs drops a line
reduction, deduction
less and less intake
more and more output
weight watchers
reach their goal
more or less
February 22, 2020
A simple word –
Softly spoken,
Stilled my heart
Left me broken
A single breath –
Such destruction,
Instant death
One deduction
Goodbye.
Time marches on so the gurus say
Brilliant deduction, the best for today
If time moved backward
Starting as an old bastard
Ending as a teenager riding a skateboard all day
If smiles were not free,
Could they tax you and me?
Is happiness a luxury?
In Monopoly, there is a tax for such a frivolous activity.
Is sadness and pain a liability?
If so, can you claim it as deduction retroactive to the day you were a baby?
My tongue is stuck out in concentration, filling out this Sudoku.
Having faith in my deduction skills, the pen was my weapon of choice.
The only numbers I can't figure out is on the note she gave me - now that's scary!
NOTE: Inspired by Rick's Sudoku comment on my poem Sedoka 3.
Ruminating on Li??le Bo-Peep,
and sadly,
her badly-missing sheep,
the evidence will show,
in the time allotted,
to get all her ducks in a row,
she had not spotted
the reason they were lost.
It was because her t's were dotted
and their eyes were crossed.
Pick up an offer
You'll find a new adventure
A deduction of prices
A quick accumulating crowd
A long queue of patience
And a challenge of temper
A traffic jam
And a lost of precious time
An extra expenditure
And a new debt
And a risk to Covid-19
Really an underestimated offer
A deconstruction of our form
Reveals magnetic field
Dual currents, both cold and warm
God’s light within concealed
Heart’s our true soul centre
Wherein bliss throbs canter
Door’s open, just enter
Simple deduction
A deconstruction
01-February-2022
Quietus
The times we decide to put credence in others,
Comes the time when said credence is made null.
Null and void.
The mind becomes devoid
Devoid of trust. Why?
Devoid of faith. Why?
The flabbergast that accompanies the 'shattering,'
Sometimes; no extrapolation.
No deduction.
Shattered trust.
has small squinty eyes
brutal attacks he applies
never very wise
over a barrel
so Putin should be sterile
life is imperil
from our deduction
Putin wants total destruction
has a compunction
up us story chocks
Putin likes to harm all folks
Sandy Hook was hoax
God made no mistake
look at me who He did make
perfect and complete
In Brunswick Beacon Newspaper
in Shallotte, NC
April 14, 2022
What is Faith?
Is it an immovable position,
Or a streak of chance?
It's certainly not a logical deduction
Or a thesis based of evidence
No dictionary can properly describe it
Nor can our minds
It can be like a storm,
Growing, then gone
Or like tidal waves
Calm, aggravated, then calm once more
Faith is ever changing
Present and not
It doesn't obey the laws of reality,
But somehow, it's still here
Poems After More News Observations
Jumping to conclusions about justice obstruction
May cause production of a mathematical deduction;
Reached an end,
And this did send;
Start over from beginning with a new construction.
What is Trump's lowest common denominator
LCD anyway. Not only has he been common
but also has a low opinion of everything including
himself.
Jim Horn
Must start from beginning with a new construction.
Welcome to the circus
To the prison
To the crowded beach on a hot summer day
To the thousands in a stadium or a concert.
To the cacophony of voices
In my head
It is hard to navigate
Deduction is needed to find the truth
The one voice
The reality of the moment
Music
Silences
The crowd
In my head
Sleep
Wakes
Them
Good morning, welcome to my circus.
Have a seat and enjoy yourselves!
We all had our opinions
There wasn’t any doubt
We all spoke in animation
Till we heard a shout
And went about in our opinionated states
To see what all the commotion was about
Our Boss was the King of Opinions
We treaded around with caution
And gave him our full attention
And mastered how to mask our confusion
We had come to a deduction
With subtle intrusion and infusion
Opinions be damned, we had it all planned
Till the next Bosses opinion was the Ultimate.
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Common sense saves the day when deliberation cannot find a way
An instinctive practical knowledge born of gut feelings.
Common sense - a rare inherent inbuilt wisdom, seldom called on, except as a last resort.
It is often cited after the event when reason and deduction has failed:
'Why not use common sense'? 'Do what most would do - It's just common sense!'
Uncommon sense becomes more reliable with age
It settles as sentiment sediment
from the sea of trials, tests and tribulations.