Quarks
They're fundamental particles
Described in complex articles.
They have six flavors which is strange;
They form a hadron when arranged.
The ups and downs are very light,
But stable and a common sight
Could we observe them, for we're blind
To quarks, which are, colour confined.
The others are the strange and charmed,
(in writing this no quarks were harmed)
And top and bottom are the last
With these four changing very fast
To ups and downs by their decays,
For they were made by cosmic rays.
They have two charges, mass and spin,
And there is broad agreement in
Each published scientific source
That every quark feels every force;
And for each quark an anti mate,
So if they meet what is our fate?
If we are just a cloud of quarks
Could we end in a shower of sparks?
poem by Dennis N. O'Brien
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What I try to do in the book is to trace the chain of relationships running from elementary particles, fundamental building blocks of matter everywhere in the universe, such as quarks, all the way to complex entities, and in particular complex adaptive system like jaguars.
quote by Murray Gell Mann
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Flight of Fancy
A mood evolves that's quietly disruptive,
a phantom in periphery of sight.
Innocuous and pleasantly inductive,
before a sudden unexpected bite.
An undefined and tantalizing call,
an ache that fits as closely as a glove;
This universe's strongest force of all,
is carried by compelling waves of gluons.
The gluons bind the quarks inside the protons;
although quarks's spelt like lark, it rhymes with hawk.
More Herculean than the puny photons,
if photons coo like doves, then gluons squawk.
The strong force smashes other three to smidgens,
like goshawks mash cute doves and larks and pigeons.
poem by Diane Hine
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Sub-atomic Particles
I dreamed i was a neutron
inside an atom's heart
surrounded by electrons
their force pulling me apart
i met a pair of bosons
got assaulted by some quarks
found my quantum levels jumping
when something made me start
could i be sure of all this?
in my subatomic world
or would statistical mechanics
introduce a kind of blur
of uncertainty to all things
and so it wasn't clear to me
if i really was a neutron
or just a probability.
poem by David Keig
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Sixth Flavour: Spearmint 12 July 2009
The High Energy Magic Building at
Unseen University where fluxes in
the morphic nature of the universe
show the impermanence of seeming-
ly rigid time-space which illustrates
the implausibility of reality
The ‘thaum’ is the smallest particle
of magic, made up of resons or thing-
ies, representing reality fragments
made up of FIVE flavours: Up, Down,
Sideways, Sex Appeal and Peppermint
the SIXTH should be Spearmint…
The Disc-world’s rendition of quarks
with SIX flavours: Up, Down, Strange,
Charm, Truth, Beauty - How lovely…
Quoted from: Terry Pratchett “Lords and
Ladies” Victor Gollancz,1992, p.97
poem by Margaret Alice
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An Astronomer To His Love
You're my star, shining brighter than the rest
Like Arcturus, you beacon to my eyes
As shine the Quarks and Mouns that line the crest
Of Quantum nanoseconds till it dies
My love expands with Time and Space
Unbounded as the Open Universe
Though meteorites would fall, it won't deface
And just like Orbits' Flow, cannot reverse.
As comets we'll traverse, the Cosmic Space
Yet to return, as due our Cyclic rate
Let our hearts, with each other, beat in pace
In constancy that is without abate
Should fate decree we'd be light years apart
A Wormhole I'll conjure, towards your side
Should we crumble to Cosmic Dust, and part,
Like Blackholes I'll become, wanting inside
So, have pity, lovely stellar flower
And please forgive if in our date I'm late
My watch fell down the drain, it turned slower
That is some Warp in Time I can't negate.
.
poem by Reyvrex Questor Reyes
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Ups And Downs
Each life has its ups and downs
and I always figured
my life had more downs than ups.
However, when I stopped to look at it,
I think the reverse may well apply.
There have been more up than downs.
I have a wonderful wife,
which has to be an up.
I have been blessed with three lovely children,
which has to be another up.
I have friends from every four corners of the world.
There is no denying that is an up.
When I tried to look at the downs,
I really couldn’t think of any.
Therefore, at this moment
I am one of the few
real lucky people
who have more ups than downs.
22 March 2008
poem by David Harris
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The Riddle of Cosmos
The Riddle of Cosmos
The singularity of the Universe—
the Bing Bang rang
ten thousand million years ago—
was the theory propounded—So
the scientists in unison sang.
They set themselves to find
the important property that did bind
all matter to confer its mass, size and shape.
The riddle of the cosmos to solve
the physicists did evolve
"The Standard Model" of Particle Physics.
Fundamental particles twelve
of this theory
and fundamental forces four
save gravity
govern the dynamics
of the Universe.
In an invisible ubiquitous field
through the entire Universe' energy field
permeated an influence called Higgs field.
In Particle Physics
with his work on quantum mechanics
in the Universe' over-all dynamics
our Indian scientist " Bose" is seen
having worked with the famous Einstien
to have brought out the statistics, ‘Bose-Einstien'.
This earned the name ‘Boson'
for a sub-atomic particle
for a force carrying article.
By the English physicist Higgs
it was postulated
in the accepted "Standard Model of Physics"
that a missing piece existed.
In the jig-saw puzzle
called the Universe
the missing piece
was the particle ‘Higgs Boson'
now dubbed the ‘God Particle'—
since ‘tis everywhere and powerful
yet so hard to find and full!
The European Organization
For Nuclear Research (CERN)
took upon itself to learn
and detect the elusive particle.
(LHC) The Large Hadron Collidor
in the tunnels at a depth
of One hundred and seventy five metres
was built a looped pipe,
for a length of twenty seven kilometers
below the Swiss-French border.
‘Tis the world's biggest Physics machine
where research stations numerous sheen
are stationed underground
where thousands of scientists are bound
working all through day and night.
For this gargantuan experiment
USD forty million
has been spent by Indian Government.
The pooled-in brains and skill
of twenty thousand scientists around the world,
(with hundred Indians playing a role substantial)
have built these pyramids of the 21st century.
Two proton beams
are accelerated by the LHC deeds
to very high speeds
to collide at the allied
speed of light.
Quarks and gluons
inside the protons
collide and explode
with high energy
creating the ‘Higgs Boson' epiphany.
In trying to unravel the mystery
behind the structure of the Universe
two laboratories at CERN
took upon the mission
to work independently
and bechanced at the same decision.
The discovery so desperate
for the new missing particle
lends a unified description
of the disparate
forces of Nature's inscription.
This announcement historic
by the observation conclusive
of the Higgs-Boson particle
till now elusive
was made in an atmosphere electric
on the fourth of July 2012—a Wednesday—
A red - letter day!
This is not the end of the quest
but ‘tis only the beginning.
For it is incumbent
on the scientific community
to crack many more riddles best
that form ninety-six percent of the Universe
like Super-symmetry, Dark energy,
Dark matter and Anti-matter
that stay unresolved unto eternity.
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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Science Poems 1. (4)
SOAP-BUBBLE UNIVERSE
Imagine the beautiful, fragile soap-bubbles of
shimmering voids formed by great explosions
galaxies streaming in filaments
Imagine a sponge, dark voids filled with invisible
galaxies, unknown particles outlined against the
Great Wall opposite the star sign of
Perseus-Pisces-Pegasus
Which would you choose?
The Universe is a patchwork, cosmologists
cannot decide whether it is bubbly or
spongy, so I base my choice on the
subjective criterion
Of aesthetics – let it be a fragile and beautiful
soap-bubble universe
EXCITING SPECULATION
Mystery creating exciting speculation
in the infinity of a moment of eternity:
In the year nineteen hundred and nine
near the Grand Canyon's dramatic impact
a man, Hicaid, found a subterranean city
built with the most marvelous precision
to accommodate fifty thousand people
And mummified bodies of Oriental or
Egyptian origin - tantalizing titbits of
information presented for speculation
about its significance - enlarging the
range of my imagination…
PARTICLE ZOO
A theory about
exploding atoms
in an atomic blast
proof of particles
that cannot last
Scientists used to claim
atoms should only contain
three types of particles
But when atoms are smashed to bits
new types of particles form, dif-
ferent 'flavours' of different
kinds of 'quarks' -
what a lark…
'A quark for Mister Mark...'
Now we know it is true:
there exists a real
particle zoo
DNA STRINGS
Mapping strings of DNA code
such a great bore, one day a
scientist just couldn't stand it
any more
No more looking, but listening
for each part of the string
he wrote down a note
When the DNA score was played
he listened in wonder to the
musical themes of the
DNA strings
In the song of the cells such sweet
melodies were ringing, while tunes
created by cancerous cells were sad,
slow and sickening...
Do composers know it is so;
do they delve into their own self
to find beautiful tunes?
When my heart is singing and soar
with a tune on musical wings, my
words express the literal truth…
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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The Boy Feels Strange
And he looks at me in wonder
And he looks at me in fear
Wrestling with his anger
His pride and stony tears
To place me in his life
Will be hard and slow
Does he want it need it
I might never know
The boy feels strange
Oh the boy has changed
Looking from my tower
I can see his fortress strong
Surrounded by his army
Where do I belong
Does he ever find the answers
In the cars as they go by
Does he ever want to ask me why
The boy feels strange
Oh the boy has changed
And he's seen with all the women
Who think that he's a god
And he blesses whom he pleases
Holding fast to the facade
I want to reach out and believe him
Through his miles and miles of pain
But lately when I touch him
The boy feels strange
And he speaks to me of business
When I ask him how he's been
Keeps me at a distance
Never getting under skin
Can he make a new beginning
Does he even want to try
Or will he only let it die
The boy feels strange
Oh the boy feels strange
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Does God There Us Await?
perceive the cosmos
is grounded pervaded
by mind intelligence
perceive Quantum Theory
denies the concept
reality the world
is composed of objects
whose existence
is independent
of human consciousness
quantum mechanics
facts established by
precise experiments
decrees key to reality
reality is state of mind
quantum mechanics
decrees basic components
of objects particles
electrons quarks
are not 'self-existent'
quantum physics
decrees 'ultimate reality'
exists but is not
embedded in space time
therefore in what
form reality will we exist?
beyond this life pod
illusion when we shed
body matter restraint
step outside space time
into limitless eternity
does God there us await?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Another Hole for W.R Rodgers
Speak like a singularity, a lack
residing deep inside every lock, just
past the point keys can jab: against all thrust
make safe-ensure your door's core is held back,
for reckless access to that pure center
quarks more quintessence than taking exits
from those pried voids whose secret quickly sates:
ubiquitous if Space presses Enter.
Which inadmissible sill still calls loud
with imagine: our skeleton keeping
each such portal neither open nor shut,
unhoused of that exclusive dustborne cloud
we breathe, though there must be something
it accumulates, accommodates: what?
poem by Bill Knott
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The Sun Rays (A Lyric)
The sun rays in your eye,
The love you’re giving that I have found;
Like sun that shines though the sky,
Each love must be worth and sound.
The sun that shines each day,
The love you gave from your heart;
What matter what we do or say,
Never let it depart.
Each heart is broken only once
And never grows from sorrow,
Let there never be no bygones
Not today nor tomorrow.
Sun rays oh sun rays
Never hide behind a cloud,
Sun rays all my days
That's what love's all about;
Give me no raining shower thought,
Nor glimpse of shadows I've caught.
On each star brightening night
When only flickering light is around,
I wish you'd hold me so tight
My fright could surely be drowned;
The sun rays the feeling of touch
Each love is not made of stone,
You know I love you so much
Oh never let me be here alone.
Each heart is broken only once
And never grows from sorrow,
Let there never be no bygones
Not today nor tomorrow.
Sun rays oh sun rays
Never hide behind a cloud,
Sun rays all my days
That's what love's all about;
Give me no raining shower thought,
Nor glimpse of shadows I've caught.
Sun rays oh sun rays
There are many turning ways,
Let’s give future to all
Before it returns to the haze;
Give me no answer: perhaps or not,
Tomorrow you may have forgot.
Sun rays oh sun rays
Sun brightening rays oh sun rays.
Sun rays oh sun rays
Never hide behind a cloud,
Sun rays all my days
That's what love's all about;
Give me no raining shower thought,
Nor glimpse of shadows I've caught.
Sun rays oh sun rays
Never hide behind a cloud,
Sun rays...
poem by Peter S. Quinn
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Ways Of Life
Strange are the ways of life
With all its ups and downs....
The wheels of fortune turns
And all of a sudden
Haves become have-nots,
Have-nots become haves...
But what must happen
does happen
and we have to face it all
with courage and a steely resolve...
Strange are the ways of life
With all its ups and downs...
The morning alarm rings
and all of a sudden,
Fear and anxiety threaten
to suffocate me to death.
Then I remind myself
But what must happen
does happen
and I must face it all
with courage and a steely resolve...
poem by Jasbir Chatterjee
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Strange Magic
Youre sailing softly through the sun
In a broken stone age dawn.
You fly so high.
I get a strange magic,
Oh, what a strange magic,
Oh, its a strange magic.
Got a strange magic,
Got a strange magic.
Youre walking meadows in my mind,
Making waves across my time,
Oh no, oh no.
I get a strange magic,
Oh, what a strange magic,
Oh, its a strange magic.
Got a strange magic,
Got a strange magic.
Oh, Im never gonna be the same again,
Now Ive seen the way its got to end,
Sweet dream, sweet dream.
Strange magic,
Oh, what a strange magic,
Oh, its a strange magic.
Got a strange magic,
Got a strange magic.
Its magic, its magic, its magic.
Strange magic,
Oh, what a strange magic,
Oh, its a strange magic.
Got a strange magic.
Strange magic strange magic
Oh, what a strange magic strange magic
Oh, its a strange magic.
Got a strange magic.
Strange magic strange magic
Oh, what a strange magic strange magic
Oh, its a strange magic.
Got a strange magic,
Got a strange magic,
You know I got a strange magic,
Yeah, I got a strange magic,
Oo-o-o-oo, strange magic. (fade)
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The Colour of Warmth
You cannot spin the suns rays
For they are golden light
Clothing earth with warmth
Encompassing, coloured green
A rainbow of colour so bright
Growing the flowers, the smell
Seeing the sweet taste
Tasting the colours on your fingers
Bright as a bird in flight
White as a gulls feathered wings
Blue as the flooding tides
Gray as the ebbing, yellow as the sand
You cannot spin the suns rays
For they are golden light
Clothing the earth with warmth
A rainbow colour of sight.
poem by Andrew Shiston
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Strange Things Happen
She believes in god
And karma too
Paranormal powers
You know some people do
Got scorpio risin
Uh huh
Tell you whats in your stars
She was down in rio
Turn the heads of state
Got em into makin
This planet a better place
On copacabana
Uh huh
Oh yeah she radiate better go meditate
Everytime I touch my baby
Strange things happen
Strange things happen
Everytime I touch my baby
Strange things happen to me
Strange things happen
Oh ohhh ohhhh
Oh oh strange things happen
Everytime I touch my baby
Strange things happen to me
Met a pshycic reader
With a crystal ball
Had a vision
Said we could have it all
I caught her gazin
Uh huh
At our destiny cosmically
Everytime I touch my baby
Strange things happen
Oh ohhh ohhhh
Oh oh strange things happen
Everytime I touch my baby
Strange things happen to me
Strange things happen
Oh ohhh ohhhh
Oh oh strange things happen
Everytime I touch my baby
Strange things happen to me
Strange strange strange strange strange strange strange strange strange
Strange strange strange strange strange strange strange strange strange
Strange strange strange
Strange strange strange strange strange strange strange strange strange
Strange strange strange strange strange strange strange strange strange
Strange strange strange
Strange strange strange strange strange strange strange strange strange
Strange strange strange strange strange
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Strange Feeling
A strange feeling comes in a strange way in a strange package
In a strange color in a strange structure with a strange feature
With a strange nature with a strange behavior
Inside me which I can feel but can't express
As it stands at a distance far away making me helpless.
It breaks in,
Before holding to mold
It goes out
I put a tricky trap
To catch but it tactfully traps the trap
And very fast catches me up.
But it never becomes my very own
Or leaves me to live peacefully alone
It has been doing what it does and doesn't change.
It does always derange me, what a strange?
poem by Abdul Wahab
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Donna Mi Prega
Because a lady asks me, I would tell
Of an affect that comes often and is fell
And is so overweening; Love by name.
E'en its deniers can now hear the truth,
I for the nonce to them that know it call,
Having no hope at all
that man who is base in heart
Can bear his part of wit
into the light of it,
And save they know't aright from nature's source
I have no will to prove Love's course
or say
Where he takes rest; who maketh him to be;
Or what his active virtu is, or what his force;
Nay, nor his very essence or his mode;
What his placation; why he is in verb,
Or if a man have might
To show him visible to men's sight.
In memory's locus taketh he his state Place
Formed there in manner as a mist of light
Upon a dusk that is come from Mars and stays.
Love is created, hath a sensate name,
His modus takes from soul, from heart his will;
From form seen doth he start, that, understood,
Taketh in latent intellect
As in a subject ready
place and abode,
Yet in that place it ever is unstill,
Spreading its rays, it tendeth never down
By quality, but is its own effect unendingly
Not to delight, but in an ardour of thought
That the base likeness of it kindleth not.
It is not virtu, but perfection's source
Lying within perfection postulate
Not by the reason, but ‘tis felt, I say.
Beyond salvation, holdeth its judging force,
Maintains intention reason's peer and mate;
Poor in discernment, being thus weakness' friend,
Often his power meeteth with death in the end
Be he withstayed
or from true course
bewrayed
E'en though he meet not with hate or villeiny
Save that perfection fails, be it but a little;
Nor can man say he hath his life by chance
Or that he hath not stablished seigniory
Or loseth power, e'en lost to memory.
He comes to be and is when will's so great
It twists itself from out all natural measure;
Leisure s adornment puts he then never on,
Never thereafter, but moves changing state,
Moves changing colour, or to laugh or weep
Or wries the face with fear and little stays,
Yea, resteth little
yet is found the most
Where folk of worth be host.
And his strange property sets sighs to move
And wills man look into unformed space
Rousing there thirst
that breaketh into flame.
None can imagine love
that knows not love;
Love doth not move, but draweth all to him;
Nor doth he turn
for a whim
to find delight
Nor to seek out, surely,
great knowledge or slight.
Look drawn from like,
delight maketh certain in seeming
Nor can in covert cower,
beauty so near,
Not yet wild-cruel as darts,
So hath man craft from fear
in such his desire
To follow a noble spirit,
edge, that is, and point to the dart,
Though from her face indiscernible;
He, caught, falleth
plumb the spike of the targe.
Who well proceedeth, form not seeth,
following his own emanation.
There, beyond colour, essence set apart,
In midst of darkness light light giveth forth
Beyond all falsity, worthy of faith, alone
That in him solely is compassion born.
Safe may'st thou go my canzon whither thee pleaseth
Thou art so fair attired that every man and each
Shall praise thy speech
So we have sense or glow with reason's fire,
To stand with other
hast thou no desire.
poem by Ezra Pound
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Never Satisfied
Where do we go from here
There must be something near
Changing you, changing me forever
Places changes, faces change
Life is so very strange
Changing time, changing rhyme together
Theres no where else to go
This could be our last show
Changing dreams, changing schemes never
We are never satisfied
Love is gone, along with fun
Now were reaching for the gun
Changing cast, changing fast, no more tether
We are never satisfied
song performed by by Judas Priest
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Never Satisified
Where do we go from here
There must be something near
Changing you, changing me forever
Places changes, faces change
Life is so very strange
Changing time, changing rhyme together
Theres no where else to go
This could be our last show
Changing dreams, changing schemes never
We are never satisfied
Love is gone, along with fun
Now were reaching for the gun
Changing cast, changing fast, no more tether
We are never satisfied
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