by Daniel Henry Rodgers |
Categories:
love, march, math,
Infinite Loves Pi
Circling souls, forever one,
Decimal twirls, a spiral kiss
Endless loop, hearts entwined
Burning bright, love's endless climb.
by Quoth Theraven |
Categories:
june, love, math, men, woman,
One plus one, square rooted in love, equals Won!
by Barbara Gorelick |
Categories:
me,
Barbara Jean
Funny, friendly, bashful and sometimes bone-headed
Little sister of Dr. Daniel Merrill
Lover of the written word, my grandchildren and the natural world
I feel wonder at new life, love for my friends, and confusion with math
Afraid for the environment, abused women and children, and afraid of snakes
I would like to see Machu Picchu, my mothers's face once more and The Giants win the World Series
Resident of Vacaville, Ca
Gorelick
by Cherie Durbin |
Categories:
children
I am bored with math.
Two plus two always equals four.
Why can't it equal an ice cream cone
Or a trip to the candy store?
Four plus four always equals eight-
Never a video game,
Or a Disneyland vacation.
No, the answer's e'er the same!
One times one always equals one.
Where's the fun in that?
I'd love to see the answer be
A brand new baseball bat!
by Cherie Durbin
by Andrew Loud |
Categories:
heart, life, love, romance,
Two Hearts
Two hearts set forth upon the road one day
Braving the perilous plights of life's path
And by cleaving together onward, they
Transcended and eclipsed the laws of math
For what good is a wing without its pair?
Alone it weeps and never hopes to fly
But when met with another, both can dare
And blaze uncharted trails across the sky
So, too, the heart is meant for something more
Enclosed within, yet still designed for flight
Together two can make the spirit soar
And set the tinderbox of love alight
As the flames fly, it cannot be undone
When it comes to love, one and one makes one.
by Robert Johnson |
Categories:
children,
When tomorrow's door is knocked upon.
To make you face that dreaded dawn.
Where can you turn to face the day.
When the love you've known has gone away.
Morning shadows cast new found light.
Leave you drifting like a cut loose kite.
To pick up the pieces all caught up in the wires.
The weary child chasing the wind till he tires.
Give me the potion to help calm my fears.
In life's after math of childhood years.
Now that all the fantasy's have died.
Soaking wet from the tears that you've cried.
We sojourn on till our day comes.
With beating heart's and turned up thumb's.
To breath in all life's air that's left.
To appease the past that's now bereft.
by Wendy Watson |
Categories:
family, math,
Mr MacPherson, a mathematician
Was married to Sally,a keen statistician.
With little division to trigger vexation
Their conjugal lives led to multiplication.
First Roland, then Harry and then the addition
Of first daughter Jenny, a gifted logician.
The one common factor of great satisfaction
Engendering fervour and strong interaction
Was love of arithmetic, logic and theories
Together with quantum and harmonic series.
In sum, they endeavoured on every occasion
To bring mathematics within the equation!
24.03.20
by Robert A. Dufresne |
Categories:
faith, friendship, love
. His
Mercy
Justly sought
Requires practice
By we who desire it- but give it not
Practice may entail even little things
Saying hello
Talking with
Lonely
Folks.
Math.Ch5 vs7.
" Blessed are the merciful
for they shall obtain Mercy."
by Daniel Turner |
Categories:
feelings, heartbreak, love hurts, math,
One plus one plus one does not equal two
For me it adds up to heartache and tears
What's going to happen to me and you
If the third one should suddenly appear
I was not very good in math at school
I'm certain the math teacher would agree
The numbers don't add up, but I'm a fool
For thinking the answer is two not three
Tell me what I'm supposed to tell my heart
When it finds out and one heart becomes two
The heartache will surely break it apart
Then the tears will come from me and not you
Sometimes equations look easy at first
And if you add too quickly you'll get hurt
an original poem by the Poemdog Daniel Turner
by D.W. Rodgers |
Categories:
math,
Two lines intersect
an inherently
unstable situation.
Parallel lines
are better
each proceeding
separately in
the same direction
balanced by forces
of attraction/repulsion.
But if these change
the lines diverge
or intersect (see above).
Sometimes two
intersecting lines
may align
with a third
forming a
triangle.
Which is stable
but generally
disapproved of.
Very occasionally
two lines may meet
end to end
and curve
to form
a circle
which is
One.
by Adrian Robinson |
Categories:
loneliness
Intangible darkness under the
soft
moonlight- another night
shadowing
My lonely my soul.
Among the whispers of the
wind
i shivered cold-
yearning for your multiple
affection- undivided- additionally
I need you
We're a fraction-
Me
over
you-
a part of me is still dying over
you.
Yet again my eyes further rain
and submerge you further
in my thoughts.
I'm saturated by your attributed
sadness that's oozing through
the cracks of my heart.
I wish your arms were her to
pull
me from the pit of my pain.
Every dream on my pillow
got the echoes of your name.
by A.O. Taner |
Categories:
beautiful, cheer up, computer, desire, destiny, devotion, emotions, encouraging, fantasy, feelings, funny, future, humorous, i love you, love, love hurts, math, meaningful, metaphor, miss you, mystery, passion, relationship, romance, romantic, sad love, school, science, science fiction, silly, social, sweet, teacher, together, true love, truth, uplifting, visionary, word play,
One is love,
Zero is everything else.
by Jagdish Bajantri |
Categories:
math, missing,
Math of love
I never count the number
But I count the stars
I never divided the number
But I divid my feelings
I never multiple the number
But I multiple my emotions
I never add any number
But I add my heart with your
Soul
I never minus the number
But I minus my life in love
I failed in math but didn't want
To fail in math of love
With love all
Jagdish bajantri
by Ram R. V. |
Categories:
funny,
Wouldn’t meddle in Math
For I fear and respect her.
But love her figure!
— Ram, R. V.
by Yorn Called |
Categories:
appreciation,
My
Darling,
I do say,
Upon my soul,
And in the after-
Math of this past winter,
When the two of us became
Enstranged like Roman letters,
Counting and counting as best we could,
But missing the word which would change our world,
For sometimes in systems there are flaws,
Bugs and blind spots that create holes.
Nothing can be completed,
One Goedel conceded,
But still that zero,
Missing in us,
Was the word,
Whose world
Was
What our love needed to be awakened to.
by Dylan Catalano |
Categories:
friendship, growing up, introspection, love, passion, romance, teen,
I see no numbers
hers is the only figure
she's my addition
by Jimmy Qin |
Categories:
child, education, high school, math,
Occupations are not
all useful, like when Sisyphus rolls
and nobody cares. Even Camus
can’t justify my love
of quantum or calculus, when it’s burn-lonely
rolling out the integrals: I integrate
myself into a human
-ist Existentialist here’s the point -ist
theory of why I am why I am
and when I differentiate my parents
chide me. I gather the pieces again.
by A.O. Taner |
Categories:
beautiful, cute love, dedication, desire, destiny, devotion, emotions, encouraging, funny love, girlfriend, grief, heart, heartbreak, heartbroken, how i feel, i love you, i miss you, innocence, kiss, love, love hurts, math, meaningful, miss you, missing, missing you, nice, passion, recovery from, romance, romantic, sad love, senses, sensual, symbolism, together, true love, voyage, wisdom, woman, word play,
Love is a four letter word
she whispered into his ear,
So is four, as is word
he whispered back into her fear,
Such is "you and I"
cried his heart - she could hear,
Their cheeks hugged, eyes kissed
each shedding a single tear.
by Paul Callus |
Categories:
fun, math, money,
wrong calculations
bought my love new coats to wear
found I broke the bank
-----------------------------------------
Wa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pow!
is my favourite sound.
Dedicated to my host Skat A.
Author: Paul Callus ~ Feb 2014
Contest: What Does The Fox Say?
Placed 2nd
by Inverse Storm |
Categories:
dedication, devotion, forgiveness, love, math, soulmate, storm,
I
Can
Deadpan
Take more than
Any other man
This will be my unwritten plan
Continuing to take silence time and time again
From the most beautiful woman
Till I'm an old man
Madman
Can
I
by Paul Geiger |
Categories:
love, math,
Love
Love
Lovers.
No soft word,
As people think but—
Cruel and tearing—a man sitting
In a rocker, most troublesome of all to woman
by Paul Geiger |
Categories:
love, math,
Shasta Daisy - Fibonacci form
White
White
Yellow
Showing off
Burbank's creation
Pick—he loves me, he loves me not.
by Rhiddhit Paul |
Categories:
analogy, humor, humorous, love, math,
Drawing lines between shapes of grief
Going in circles, awaiting the lietmotif
Now just a side of a triangular run.
With defences up like the Pentagon.
Then finally looking Love square in the face
While Hope's line slopes down in disgrace
Calculating a Geometry too disjoint
For Love to have a basic point.
by Danielle Humphreys |
Categories:
math,
We were first introduced at the prime age of 5
at a time when my interest was soon multiplied
and every addition to my knowledge of your ways
made it exponentially clear this was not just a phase
and any attempt to divide up my focus
or subtract my attention with daft hocus pocus
was an infinite waste of time far better spent
of that I am sure of, 100 percent
for what else could equal your clear clever style
which I can always work out though it may take a while
we've had peaks and had troughs in our journey since then
but each year my love grows by the power of n.
by Jimmi Canada |
Categories:
hello, jobs, kiss, loss, love hurts, math, may,
Any slide of litany,
and random errant currency,
the sleeping,
the provision and providence,
and then ...
So then there's endangerment,
and the policemen-
then there's pinnacle's of the ages of indifference...
They said in a small circular figure that this is not our place,
when it really is the only thing we love,
as a whole,
our favorites draw us in close,
yet we don't provide them with much,
just...promise.