Short Trigonometry Poems
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There is no excuse to be sad
only reason to be glad
That one can write fine poetry
without resort to trigonometry
Pi
What statistics?
What trigonometry?
Geometry bamboozles me
The math language completely shuts me down.
Pre-algebra breaks my brain waves.
Please let’s not speak of these
Crazy math terms.
Pi
Arboreal chum noodle trunk gesticulating
Male pattern baldness syndrome squiggles
Trigonometry Palisades uneven ripple
Framework salmon people
Rise evangelical steeple
Pigmentation feeble
Hillock molehills
Hedgerow backyards
Autumnal equinox
Multitude of numbers,
Multiply, add, divide,
Minus, percentage, graphs,
Metres, centimetres,
More trigonometry,
Merge with geometry,
Magic of solving sums.
10.02.2020
For Joseph May's "Pleiades" poetry contest
~ To the tune of Sam Cooke's 1960 hit,
'Wonderful World,' aka
'Don't know much about history...' ~
Don’t know squat about biology
Same is true of trigonometry
But in my heart is written, I love you
And I do know that my heart is true
I got an A, you see, in ‘Tautology’
Triangles of poetry
Right angles of artistry
Identities of Phytagorea
Great works of Hipparchus from Nicaea
On sizes and distances
New star of 850, dances
Orbiting the poetic world
Marvelled models of astronomy oggled
Each work in all of poetic equations
Tangent, cosine and cosecant
Reversed in sine, cotangent and secant
Your trigonometric formulae in poetic expressions
Two parellel lines began
somehow
and traveled together
for quite some distance
until one veered off
from the other.
And this was really a sad thing
since they were supposed
to have gone on into infinity.
What kind of geometry
did the line have in mind?
Perhaps
it dreamed of shapes
filling space excitingly.
Or perhaps
it learned of some
beautiful trigonometry...
I think maybe
it just longed
for a change of perspective.
Form:
Trigo
Trigonometry.
Angle repeated to infinity.
Triangulate an epic sine.
I've far too often crossed a line.
A line that lies on the hypotenuse.
And whisks its way into my muse.
That tangent is frequently opposite.
The place where wearily I sit.
And dreams of triangles fill my head.
Yet spherical lobotomies fill me with dread.
I cannot understand these simple theories.
Perhaps because they are portrayed as dreary.
Trigonometry
Trigo
Trigonumeracy.