No eye patch,
neither wind nor
vertices and
obstacles... nor
times, and
setbacks... neither
wars, or
battles...
Nothing...
There is nothing...
absolutely
no one
can
obstruct,
prevent
the manifestation
of clear
and the clarity...!
Categories:
vertices, allusion, analogy, appreciation, extended
Form: Light Verse
Without shielding,
without masks,
no vertices, no obstacles...
Nothing out of time
without setbacks,
retrograde forces,
nor violence.
Nothing, absolutely nothing...
There's nothing to stop it,
that hinders,
the clear manifestation
of stupefying clarity
the brightness of truth
when it appears
Categories:
vertices, allusion, analogy, appreciation, celebration,
Form: Free verse
only things grown in the ground remain
but mismatched without the hand of man
see that they dodge beautiful
their languishing longitudinal vegetable bodies
never suffer fracture the stems with fruits
and their armor and weapons, bark and branches
trees
no, I didn't think our past was decent
humans
if you ask me about those days of debauchery
we were building ourselves up like the men we now are
with wars and ironworks asps vertices vortices cusps
and it was discovered that it is easy to be reborn another
improvement is advisable
there is only one exit after a wall called brain
then the field we learned to cultivate
now this is what we are having mastered cultivation
homunculi like scattered tares sprouting without end
the power of some being the downfall of others
history built with annihilations
and then the progress
the home appliances
microwave TV freezer wire and electricity
then bytes and bits
now nanoeverything
tomorrow AI and nothing more.
Categories:
vertices, analogy, future,
Form: Free verse
No blindfolded,
no masks,
no vertices, no obstacles...
Nothing out of time,
no setbacks,
retrograde forces,
nor violence.
Nothing, absolutely nothing...
There's nothing to stop,
that hinder,
the clear manifestation
of stupefying clarity
from the glow of truth
when it appears...!
Categories:
vertices, allusion, appreciation, extended metaphor,
Form: Free verse
No blindfolds,
no winds, no
vertices and
obstacles... neither
times, and
setbacks... neither
wars, or
battles...
Nothing...
There's nothing...
completely
nothing...
There is not
who
obstacles,
prevent
the demonstration
the clearness
of clarity
Categories:
vertices, allegory, allusion, appreciation, metaphor,
Form: Free verse
now this is a jecture of a con
some flimsy before tense
so back to the point
some may say it has the consistency of a cloud
with rolling bumps of epidermis mist
tonally ambivalent
or would it have the creaks and groansd
would it have the liquidity
of a sploshing frothy brook
or the wisp of eagle swoop
what if it has the shape of unknown
no sides
no vertices
just a breath of undecidedies
soz i like undecidedies
Categories:
vertices, poetry,
Form: Free verse
e ix
The Shakespeare of mathematicsA conceptual diamond of refined beauty
Donut or coffee cupA sphere of faces, vertices, edges
The heart of hidden realityA guiding light between unfamiliar magic and familiar science
Simplicity to complexityA graceful dance of the union between irrational number and infinite series
One of the most versatile superheroesA none-zero autobiography
Categories:
vertices, fate, humanity, math, meaningful,
Form: Free verse
many would venture that
it's side-to-side
that counts on the counting line
but i maintain, if you please
that farther up, it's the vertices
though i grant that each side
has it's tilt, if never to ends
that each totter is built
the teeter is sweeter
when thumped down then wooshed up
swinging dangling participles and legs
one begs with joyous glee, for more
waitless, gravity certain to top the vertice
then way little on the way down
'til bottomed-out at thumping sound
downs-n-ups and ins-n-outs
that's what the fun's all about
so take the ride if you dare
to carelessly turn and point to where
the edges of merriment are thought to be
way out upon the vertices
© Goode Guy 2013-06-06
this one's above my play grade!
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vertices
Categories:
vertices, children, fun, imagination, senses,
Form: Rhyme
I
Am
A three
Sided figure.
Three pointed vertices
Which add up to total 180.
Am of many different types and,
They include right angled,isosceles equilateral
Triangles,which all have one face and three edges
The implementation of me is simple as my speech shape.
Categories:
vertices, art, faith, passion,
Form: Concrete
Curvature the plane to the point of distribution
Focus either latitude, asymptomotes are drawn;
Equalling hypotenuese with spiralling revolution
Discretely perpendicular to the course it set upon.
All prinicipals of axis are running through the centre
To rotate intersections where the vertices define;
A conic section tilted either left or right would enter,
Angled high perimeters where either halves entwine.
Visual the perspective where the foci separates
Each segment that establishes the gradual aim of low;
To benefit the lateral then where it penetrates
Is seen as the illusion and positions from below.
Illusion us to pivot sense, redeem the scheme as wise,
By having this as constant, to do with each, obeys-
The simple rule, coordinates whose will of gradual rise
Is probably a measured wrong, a hyperbolic maze.
Categories:
vertices, science, space, time, visionary,
Form: Rhyme