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Creative Writing
Posted:
Sun Jun 15, 2014 1:36 pm
by wags
[Creative Writing]
Re: Creative Writing
Posted:
Sun Jun 15, 2014 1:36 pm
by wags
~ The Colladron ~
Underground borders, circles well below CERN,
Lies a machine & physicists are eager to learn.
Helium makes colder than the intergalactic space,
And hadrons ready to crash, near light speed pace.
Anticlockwise circuit accelerates Adam,
And clockwise to collide, a particle called Eve.
The particle zoo, predicted by giants,
Swarm as debris, & existence path seen.
Will the scientist find the quantum graviton?
And is Higgs Bosom theoretical thought wise?
Is dark energy, the inflationary dimension of space?
And has dark matter, has failed to unfold at all?
Finally will the Colladron swallow the world?
I suspect the risk is extremely, ‘hopefully’ small.
Re: Creative Writing
Posted:
Fri Mar 20, 2015 7:30 am
by wags
Today we experienced a solar eclipse and it was sadly cloudy. I wrote this about the 1999 eclipse:
~ Solar Eclipse ~
We woke in dreary down-cast dawn,
The sun was warming others far away,
Smiling with light rays not at all near us,
She was shy with her face, would she make the show?
And as the time ticked on, for lunar shadow to pass,
Magically the curtain clouds drew a full view,
The lunar disc had taken a large chunk of you,
A bright star as like a diamond did appear,
Like one I would love to enchant within a ring,
Baileys Beads of golden dew, it was growing dark,
Emotion sweeps, the moon silently swept past,
Corona, prominence, all gasping aloud in awe,
In a flash it was gone, the daylight returning,
I thought of Brunei John & hoped he saw it to.
Re: Creative Writing
Posted:
Fri Mar 20, 2015 3:10 pm
by kevin
Today at 9.35 was a partial solar eclipse,
It was spookily cloudy, but I was happy,
There were dozens seeking a glimpse , with rose coloured spectacles.
I awaited with anticipation away from any glare.
My rods began moving at 8.30, a steady reversal in direction.
Then in a flash, I was taken aback,
My rods moved with speed, at 9.35, like an express they returned.
I jumped with glee, as this unexpected event occured,
All unseen by rose coloured spectacles .
But My rods can see, what eyes are decieved by.
I appeared as a lunatic dancing with glee.
The moon reveals Her magic again to Me.
Kevin
Re: Creative Writing
Posted:
Fri Mar 20, 2015 4:13 pm
by kevin
I should have added a link to the little devils who churn the milky way, little devils.
They churned away today.
http://www.art-and-archaeology.com/seas ... /br09.htmlKevin