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 Creation of the Universe
When God decided to create the universe
His body expanded His visible glow to its utmost
And said, Be
(From center point of God)
As a result the biggest artificial glow Kurshi was created
Then He shrunk His visible glow
And made it big as paradise
And said again, Be
(From the same place)
As a result all minds were created
Then God said, Say, Am I not your Lord?
All answered, Certainly You are!
Afterward God’s Body created His throne
Then He created Laohay Mahfuz and His Pen
Then the pen wrote the endless story in brief
Starting it with the Arabic sentence
Bismillahir-Rahmanir-Rahim
At that time all the minds were in pairs
Then God split apart the mind of the sky and the earth
And God's Body descended from His throne
Then took many minds including mind of the earth
To the place where this starry sky now exists
And said, Be
Its outcome was the Big Bang Explosion
Then He spread the minds
Into this explosion of tiniest particles
Then God started creating the upper skies
With His own hands and other limbs of His Body
It was the sixth long day for God
When He started creating paradise and hell
Since beginning of creation
After creating paradise and hell
God created the angels and the flora and fauna of both
Then God’s Body ascended on His Throne.
Tiniest particle is positively
And its glow is negatively charged
In the beginning
As a result of tremendous pressure and heat
Some of the tiniest particles’ part of the glow was torn off
Thus they become positively charged particles
When this sky was cooling down
The negatively charged glows
Merged with some tiniest particles
Thus they become negatively charged particles
Tiniest particles have seventy thousand layers of glow
Each layer of glow has a different color and characteristic
That’s why so many types of particles evolved.
poem by Asif Andalib
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The Way To Create Meaning
there is nothing
wrong with
believing that when we
die
we simply return
to our
original nature
atomic particles
reduced neurons
roving neutrons
simply
untangled from
a body
it can be harsh
it can be truthfully harsh
but i am given
a choice
whether to be
literal or
figurative
whether to see
a landscape
or simply an
array of
random particles
floating in
air in silence
meaninglessly
what makes me distinct
is my imagination
as of now i am
a body
with all my senses
on
when i die
i can still be
a flying spirit
unseen
and still as
beautiful as
i think myself
to be
even if death
reduces me into
atomic particles
i can still
dance in the
mystery of
my own
fantasy
i refuse to be
simply
a meaningless set
of dust
beneath the
feet of
this earth
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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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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Infinite Consciousness
Perception of solidity
is the brain’s interpretation of
various frequencies
Received as biochemical and
electrical signals from the
physical senses
Which the mind weaves into
the beautiful illusions of
reality
Consciousness energy creates the
universe by projecting through
the interference patterns of
waves of energy
We and all we perceive are manifestations
of the consciousness which created
this - our universe
In fact, we ARE this consciousness that always is,
that is never gained or lost, that only changes form
We are part of Infinite Consciousness while
physical form is just a receptacle, particles
which began as infinite possibilities in the
wave-interference-pattern
When conscious energy is applied like light
shining on a three-dimensional holographic
image, the particles become fixed in time
and space to create the illusion which
we call The Universe
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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Quick Essay On Neutrino Particles
Factual Thesis:
Created by nuclear reactions
from inside the sun
Six thousand billion… neutrino particles
Penetrate your body
every second…of every day
Opinion;
Well…the very thought of atomic particles
Zinging through anything… much less my testicles
is a bit Discomforting
In almost every possible way
Summation:
This might sound low-brow
Or as the Jewish say…“kitschy”
But six thousand billion atomic particles…
Can make a guy… feel really itchy
They’re painless and harmless
But I just don’t like the way
They just Whizz, Right through my skinny body…
Every second…of every day
poem by David Whalen
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God Particle
A God Particle has the name, Higgs Boson.
Higgs Boson gives mass to a particle.
A particle nearby acquires more mass.
The mass of a particle is the amount of matter.
Matter, unknown of the Universe is missing energy.
The energy missing or dark is 94% of the Universe.
For the Universe and its creation, Higgs Boson was the cause.
The cause of the Universe was the God Particle.
The God Particle gave mass to even dusts where there're all gods.
The gods of all the religions were born out of this particle.
But this particle is a wonderful invention.
This invention will hurt the minds of the priests.
The priests won't nod to the Big Bang Theory.
The theory may solve the universal mystery.
The untied mystery will make the priests angry.
Their angry will make them refuse the single God Particle.
poem by Rajendran Muthiah
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Particle Wave Reality (Revised)
Solidity is perception of electric
biochemical signals, frequencies
received by physical senses, the
mind weaves these into realities
as beautiful illusions
Energy of consciousness creates
the Universe - projecting through
interference patterns of random
energy-waves
We and all that we perceive, are
manifesting the Consciousness
which created this Universe; we
are Consciousness that always
is, never gained or lost, only
changing form
We are Infinite Consciousness
held in receptacle particles that
began as endless possibilities
formed by patterns in wave-
interference-patterns
We apply conscious energy like a
shining light on holographic three-
dimensional images to fix particles
in time and space and thus create
our illusionary Universe
[Summary of article on the Internet:
http: //www.bibliotecapleyades.net/
ciencia/ciencia_ quantum09.htm]
[ORIGINAL]
Solid ity is the brain’s perception of
biochemical and electrical signal
frequencies received by our physical
senses – which the mind weaves
beautifully into illusions of reality
It is energy of consciousness which
creates The Universe, projecting
through interference patterns of
random energy-waves
We, and all we perceive, are the
manifestations of consciousness
which created this – our Universe;
we ARE in fact consciousness that
always is, is never gained or lost,
that only changes form
We’re part of Infinite Consciousness
while physical form is a receptacle,
particles which began as infinite
possibilities in wave-interference-patterns
When conscious energy is applied
like shining light on a three-dimensional
holographic image, the particles become
fixed in time and space to create the
illusion which we call The Universe
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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God particles
God particles found
And the universe
Is at our hand.
God particles found
And we conquer
The end.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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We conquer end
God particles found
And the universe
Is at our hand.
God particles found
And we conquer
The end.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Hubble Spectrograph Slices Time
park dugout canoe
leave trees standing
knowledge is growing
through Hubble telescope viewing
invisible universe backbone mapping
list astounding revelations exciting
multi-wavelength colorful pictures
newly revealed far-flung galaxies
densely packed dust star clusters
biblical eerie 'pillar of creation'
beautiful 'butterfly' 'bug' nebula
birth of planets around alien stars
probing composition structures
of atmospheres on other worlds
galaxies star clusters studied objects
Hubble imaging across wide slices
of space electromagnetic spectrum
from ultraviolet to near-infrared light
spectrograph slices across billions
of light-years to map filamentary
structure of accelerated universe
to trace distribution of elements
fundamental to life possibilities
reveals never-before-seen infant
galaxies that once existed
when the universe was less
than 500 million years old
astronomers with ambitious star plans
use Hubble to make deepest-ever
portrait universe in near-infrared light
Hubble is significantly
more well-equipped
to explore probe further
characterize the behavior
of mystery dark energy
mysterious little-understood
repulsive force
that is pushing
our universe
further apart at
an ever-faster
increasing rate
mysteries
great cosmic mysteries
await solutions
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Today... 'The Creator of heaven and earth
Each sub atomic particle
sprang into being at your call.
You formed the greatest galaxy
when You spoke the words 'Let there be'
All things You have created Lord
by Your powerful spoken word.
In You all things are kept in harmony
Without You Lord, nothing would be.
Creator of the universe
Your creation is so diverse
Things immeasurable to man
are measured by You in a span
In this scale of diversity
such smallness and immensity.
Somewhere in between them fits man
who is central in Your great plan.
When You created man Oh Lord
it was not by Your spoken word.
Instead You knelt upon the ground
gathered the dust into a mound.
Atoms knitted together there
forming man with such tender care.
There as the lips of God met his
life then entered him with a kiss.
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We inhabit a universe where atoms are made in the centers of stars; where each second a thousand suns are born; where life is sparked by sunlight and lightning in the airs and waters of youthful planets; where the raw material for biological evolution is sometimes made by the explosion of a star halfway across the Milky Way; where a thing as beautiful as a galaxy is formed a hundred billion times - a Cosmos of quasars and quarks, snowflakes and fireflies, where there may be black holes and other universe and extraterrestrial civilizations whose radio messages are at this moment reaching the Earth. How pallid by comparison are the pretensions of superstition and pseudoscience; how important it is for us to pursue and understand science, that characteristically human endeavor.
Carl Sagan in Cosmos
Submitted by Catalin Popescu
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Another Creation
Detaches,
a part of me. To find some space.
Time cracks a dark matter with unknown speed,
colliding to release the invisible. Chilled
particles land on distant psyche. I will
give you blue rains.
It hurts when I think between choice
and will. Light was arrested in the stone.
At dusk the stone becomes a star.
I kiss a beam and bid goodbye to stilled doors,
of my ancient past.
This universe,
after the bang
plunged in a dry desert, moving
through dooms. Yes and no confirmed to uncertainty.
Another explosion will expand into
a fresh galaxy. I will watch the rise
of hundred suns.
* After the LHC successful experiment to simulate the creation of universe by colliding beams of protons on 10th Sept 08.
poem by Satish Verma
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God... Where Are YOU?
Searched for HIM near and far
in temples, mosques, churches and vihars
Browsed Gita, Bible and Quran
peeped into the pages of Vedas and Purans.
Questioned the learned ones, scholars and sages
journeyed in this quest sacred places.
Meditated seeking HIM in lap of the Himalayas
Praying for HIS presence through chanting of mantras.
Sages and savants, answers, could'nt satisfy me
my hunger for HIM, felt, beginning to betray me.
Finding of God particle raised my hope
soon to vanish by another stroke.
Instrumental in forming the Universe, it was revealed
but who made this particle, mystery yet to be unveiled?
Arn't we the God particles in the true sense?
What use this universe without inhabitants?
Eureka! I have found HIM within myself
HE is in everyone, bother to seek within self.
He is in us, in every human being
in good deeds, love, service & pious thinking.
So why search HIM here and there
Universal love marks HIS presence everywhere.
poem by Tribhawan Kaul
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The Suddenly Separate Spider Sentry
STILLNESS is
the space between movements
the crack in the universe
the gloved hand
with the art
to pull apart
two thin life stitches
and let a stab of nothing in.
An eye
with sky behind
for mind,
a face blind,
a sunflower petal falling
stamen to earth;
or bird-song-bird calling
either side of the path.
No eye to meet your eye.
FACES are petals falling
(bird-song-bird) ,
tongue shapes are
spaces to be heard.
Behind lip and fall
nothing at all.
Only this petal or that
to choose
to lose
to stare at.
FORGIVE a pronoun's entry
along a spine,
a suddenly separate spider sentry
wanting to define
his continent of cells,
wanting another
a more than mother brother.
Like whispering shells
sharing a spark
the sun let fall into their dark.
NOTHING will keep nothing warm,
Form alone contents with Form.
And so put out the need
for the note scrawled on the music page,
the cricket in the icicle.
THE FRUIT is in the stone
already grown.
The cells
group to fill already forming shells
to keep out out.
This is where lion lies down with lamb:
in dried skin
dried blood
powdered edges
broken flame
particles on particles the same,
and again
in the bone clutch of the brain,
groupings, twitchings, pullings, tame.
Slippings and slidings on a wet palette.
LEAVE the child to his darkness.
poem by Brian Taylor
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Strumming The Strings Of My Heart
I watch you play,
Making a beautiful tune
The strings of the guitar shaking
As you sit in the light of the moon
Your plucking the strings
With great ease
Making a flowing melody
A pretty song, just for me
I continue to watch
You playing your guitar
Making me love you
While your strumming the strings of my heart
These strings will never be touched
By anyone but you
You go where no one else can
Leaving a mark, like a tattoo,
Saying I LOVE YOU
poem by Katniss Everdeen
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Atoms
Atoms are back, balls of flame, swung into desuetude,
For they are light particles of enlightenment, to worship.
Comely atoms are effervescent, for they are with ebullience,
Areas are still, areas are bands of strength, banks of disuse.
May we swing into disuse one day with atoms and molecules,
Converted into dust, covered by clay as we originated from it;
Animals corrupt the ancient philosophers, apples of knowledge,
Fully like babies in perfection and perception, like arts of wholeness.
The capital of thinking regards the atoms with disgust,
My captain is a car of thoughts, drive it to reach more disuse;
The body of a book is a cynosure of this civilisation,
Swinging us into efflorescence, for we are ephemeral.
poem by Naveed Akram
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I ‘m A Numberist
I am a numberist, not the establishment of orthodoxy
The principal of relativity and standard of common truth.
Tabulated from exponents of testimonial values
God is Archimedes and the trinity is equilateral
The principles of reality are manifold exponential
My order is of the physical, I am not transcendental
Quadratic equations are the bible of the physical
Its truth can be fear and its pain is our medicinal
Like observing the value of a train that’s oscillating
Or screams of a clown whose heart is palpitating
Far into the east among the singing dunes of Taklimakan
While yonder far in sleepless waves of the blue Solomon
all these things are reveled into their fixed multitudes
The certainty of destiny is just a random category
Einstein is my Jesus with the better degree
He discovered the principles of mass and energy
That duality of particles is the transit of orientation
And lay down the principles of a higher definition
My saints are Pouli, Dirc and Schrondinger’s Cat
For in truth he is a martyr for the quantum rat trap
Negative numbers are dirty Mormons in disguise
While Jehovah’s fall somewhere on an imaginary line
A faith without a basis is a decimal of a percentage
With zero as its average, until it gains a little adage
So I am a numberist, not established with orthodox
My believe things are relative like the smell of dirty sox
I worship calculators and skip down the Riemann line
But I don't observe a Sabbath unless its Christmas time
While sitting on the grassy knoll I watch the universe go by
Knowing God's a perfect particle you can't imagine until you try
It’s not the magic of the unknowing but the knowing that is beauty
From tiny cells to big galaxies, it’s what exists that is true divinity
poem by Kevin Patrick
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Invisible Strings
(ian hunter)
One, two, three
Well I woke up this morning - theres a girl in my bed.
How did she get there? was it something I said?
I dont understand it but somehow it seems
She visits me in invisible dreams.
Over and over I try to explain
How did that girl get into my veins?
Did somebody send her - was it my velvet wings?
And how does she touch my invisible strings?
Invisible strings - invisible strings
These are a few of my favorite things
Now its all over when the fat lady sings
Ill still be playing my invisible strings
Well maybe she dont have a world of her own
Maybe shes using me just like a phone
And sometimes shes cool and sometimes she stings
And Im all tangled up in invisible strings
Invisible strings - invisible strings
These are a few of my favorite things
When youre wearing black and Im wearing wings,
Well still be playing those invisible strings
Well she never leaves - Im never alone
I aint in the book but shes still calling home
I tried to lose her - watch the tv
But that womans always picking on me
Well, theres strings round my body, strings round my heart
Id like to know where the string-pulling starts
Id give anything to meet the angel who sends
Invisible ink to my invisible pen
Invisible strings - invisible strings
These are a few of my favorite things
When youre wearing black and Im wearing wings,
Well still be playing our invisible strings
Invisible strings - invisible strings
These are a few of my favorite things
Now its all over when the fat lady sings
Well still be playing our invisible strings
Invisible strings - invisible strings
Oh yeah
song performed by by Ian Hunter
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Of Dust!
and so, this morning,
we talk of dust...
tiny particles
that contain universes,
cosmos, and non-thought.
formed from nothing,
to nothing we return.
infinite nothing...
and love be but the light,
shimmering,
on tiny particles
of dust!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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