Semi scientific, Offbeat poetry
Black holes and smaller objects
By H. Ralph Rawls
In-fin-i-tes-i-mal infinity
The night cover, curling black
Pin points of light, filter through
Nowhere, not under nor over
Not beyond nor in between
Neither around the bend,
nor around the corner
Sliver of argentum moon seolfor,
silbar, silver orb, above us
hangs ... high
now, with footprints and a flag...
Reality replaces imagination.
Nature's Call
The feeble breeze stirs
weary leaves
a young girl walks away
Ragged edges,
torn from a
variegated caladium
red hibiscus, limp, discarded
As the coffin lid
closes ...
a last glimpse of the exhausted sky.
Partial Reinforcement
They call it "REsearch," not "search"...
said the professor
Plenty of blind alleys,
not many "ah ha!" moments.
\But...
from time to time you prove yourself right.
\and the reward?
Best of all is bragging rights
to your colleagues and students,
then everyone else
presentations at research meetings
publications
sometimes an interview in a magazine or on TV
maybe a patent
another line in your CV.
\But beware, solving the problem ends the fun
makes it necessary
to start
all over again.
\Science and research?
You can never use them up!
Ten times ten
The tin man searched for a heart
Found one, a real ticker
A clock
always right, twice a day
at ten minutes after ten
\Tin, the element Sn, Stannum in Latin, Estaño in Spanish
"Tin" from Anglo-Saxon
Tin roofs are steel or iron coated with zinc
or, these days, maybe coated with polyvinylidene fluoride
\Where have we been, where are we going?
\Ten, the number X in Rome, ١٠ in Arabia
So, ten times ten = X x X, triple-X rated?
\Ten, tin, Tin Man without a heart just a ticker
\That's the ticket, all right.
\Galvanizes one!
