Poets' Corner (Serious Poems)
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23-09-2011, 01:40 PM
RE: Poets' Corner
two grooks by Piet Hein


Circumscripture

As Pastor X steps out of bed
He slips a neat disguise on:
that halo 'round his priestly head
is really his horizon.


and

I'd Like

I'd like to know
what this whole show
is all about
before it's out.

It's not the mean god I have trouble with - it's the people who worship a mean god.
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23-09-2011, 09:41 PM
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(23-09-2011 01:00 PM)Zatamon Wrote:  Anger

Makes you wonder how love can even exist, let alone persevere and eventually permeate and overwhelm. And yet it does and eventually will. Couldn't have been an evolutionary advantage, must've been an incidental side effect which just took.

(23-09-2011 01:40 PM)Peterkin Wrote:  Piet Hein -
I'd Like

I'd like to know
what this whole show
is all about
before it's out.

Well for godssake don't ruin the ending for the rest of us. Wink

Breathing - it's more art than science.
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24-09-2011, 07:08 PM
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I have to thank Zatamon for awakening a long dormant love of poetry in me.

Today's ditty is a very cool rendition of e.e. cummings.





lady will you come with me
lady will you come with me into
the extremely little house of
my mind.Clocks strike. The

moon's round,through the window

as you see and really i have no
servants.We could almost live

at the top of these stairs,there's a free
room. We almost could go(you
and i)into a together whitely big
there is but if so or so

slowly i opened the window a
most tinyness,the moon(with white wig
and polished buttons)would take you away

-and all the clocks would run down the next day

Breathing - it's more art than science.
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25-09-2011, 05:48 AM
 
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Very nice, GirlyMan.

Talking of ditties, I wrote this one, on another Forum, in the middle of a flame-war:

Words on the screen, words on the screen,
They all want to shout, they all want to scream -
What shall I do with words on the screen?
...luckily a click will wipe them clean!

Big Grin
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25-09-2011, 07:23 AM
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(25-09-2011 05:48 AM)Zatamon Wrote:  Very nice, GirlyMan.

Talking of ditties, I wrote this one, on another Forum, in the middle of a flame-war:

Words on the screen, words on the screen,
They all want to shout, they all want to scream -
What shall I do with words on the screen?
...luckily a click will wipe them clean!

Big Grin

How synchronistic a poem for me to read Tongue

For no matter how much I use these symbols, to describe symptoms of my existence.
You are your own emphasis.
So I say nothing.

-Bemore.
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25-09-2011, 07:26 AM
 
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(25-09-2011 07:23 AM)bemore Wrote:  How synchronistic a poem for me to read Tongue

I never get involved in flame wars, bemore -- if you can't prevail by reason, you just give up and walk away.

It is not defeat, it is obeying the rules of "diminishing return".

Big Grin

PS. If someone is rude to me, I gently question their manners and remind them of what their Mama probably told them when they were little: "be nice to people if you want them to be nice to you!"
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25-09-2011, 08:26 AM
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The cummings poem is very fine - cool recording, too.... thank you, GirlyMan

for bemore
(not to or about, bemore; i wrote it many years ago, after an argument with a religious neighbour who kept trying to show me the error of my ways)


To be with you
is a walk on the beach.
To be angry with you
is to rail at sand in my shoe:
It is there because it is;
I am here because I came.
If the discomfort is all mine,
so is the choice.

It's not the mean god I have trouble with - it's the people who worship a mean god.
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25-09-2011, 12:14 PM
 
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These days I am thinking a lot about science, scientists and the social implications of science. Can't help it, I am in the middle of writing a book about it (actually, it is almost finished). I do a lot of heavy mathematical deductions of the basic laws and principles of Physics and I really need to concentrate doing that and sometimes it tires out my old brain. Not as resilient as it used to be.

So, in between, for relaxation, I write poems.

Here is one on the topic of science again:

History of Science

The lone shepherd
in his time-soaked nights
under the stars
saw the strange, wandering lights
in the unpolluted sky.

Copernicus, Kepler, Galileo
praised their god
for what he designed,
not what priests insisted
god must have had in mind.

Newton was the first
to create order
from fear and chaos…
…the Clockwork Universe started to grind.

Maxwell, Einstein, Bohr, Heisenberg
twisted, prodded, squeezed reluctant Nature,
to confess, to oblige.

Now we can build weapons of mass destruction,
gadgets of mass delusion,
tools of comfort,
toys of distraction…
but we still can't understand
god's unfathomable mind.

Tongue
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25-09-2011, 02:15 PM
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I don't usually read poetry but i came across this piece a few years back. Definately one of my favorites.

The works of lord Byron. - THE DEFORMED TRANSFORMED.

A burthen to the earth, myself, and shame
Unto what brought me into life ? Thou blood.
Which flowest so freely from a scratch, let me
Try if thou wilt not in a fuller stream
Pour forth my woes for ever with thyself
On earth, to which I will restore at once
This hateful compound of her atoms, and
Resolve back to her elements, and take
The shape of any reptile save myself.
And make a world for myriads of new worms I
This knife ! now let me prove if it will sever
This withered slip of nature's nightshade — my
Vile form — from the creation, as it hath
The green bough from the forest.

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25-09-2011, 05:02 PM
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(25-09-2011 02:15 PM)Trabbit Wrote:  The works of lord Byron. - THE DEFORMED TRANSFORMED.

Damn, somebody's got some serious self-esteem issues. I think little Georgie needed a hug. Wink

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