"derivations" poems
A Division of Mathematics
Adding great value to it
Multiplying its applications
Reducing laborious means
Going on logical steps
Riding on its riders
Gliding on its theorems
Solving hitches and glitches
Assuming things as “x”
Applying rational methods
Adopting sequential steps
Solving problems complex
Starting with assumption
Running through derivation
Following brilliant notion
Deciphering through perception
Grand in concepts
Grand in derivations
Grand in suppositions
Resolving problems in a grand manner
Mother of mathematics
Mother of logics
Cracking all mysteries
By initializing things as “x”
Assuming God as “x”
Following tenets and commandments
Living life on virtues and truth
Surely shall we know what “x” is
And what “I” am and what “V” (we) are
And surely shall we know that
X=I=V is Life’s Algebra.
Sep 11, 2016
Sep 11, 2016 at 8:57 AM UTC
Heavy lids, lighthouse waves sputtering on the stone between steps,
the sound strangles you / breathe silently
exhalation loosens your limbs longingly.
Rhythms break the continuous system /
derivations of wordly conditions /
crouching tense in the reeds, jump to break gravity /
crouching beneath the monitor, ready to cut wires /
snips bright white
chunks of
hair on the tile.
Oct 26, 2012
Oct 26, 2012 at 8:37 PM UTC
ponds and rivers
frame masterpieces
the watery mirrors
of inverse images
a fluid movement
of inexact things
dependant derivations
of the swirling world
cloud billows
leafy trees
sun dance
shimmer
sambas with
water people
tipping along
the wet stones
flowing by
to effortless
destinations
attired in
wondrous
watercolors
birds of paradise
loft along the
gentle eddies
seeking beauty
of transcendent
touch points
in gracious
multicolored
micro slices
of tiny time
revealing the
hidden
unemerged
reflections
going
fathoms
deep...
Thelonious Monk /Sonny Rollins:
Reflections
Oakland
10/25/13
jbm
Oct 25, 2013
Oct 25, 2013 at 12:20 PM UTC
I loved you once
but a long (timed) ago
When a moonlighted flood
awashed our naked bodies
lying so still in affinity
No moonlight now
no longer seventeen
Looking back it was all just impossible
A longing sweetened dream
Stand up , walking to the open window
Looking out , into the heart of midnight
feeling , reliving , lost eternities
Oh bye and by as I longingly sigh
Wishing emptiness would last forever
in the hallowed soul of midnight
No expectations or derivations
Midnight sheds her skin
burned by moonlight's callous lies .
Apr 13, 2015
Apr 13, 2015 at 9:31 PM UTC
days of creativity
have now been consumed,
by shuffling papers,
endless derivations,
analysis,
unneeded
(next slide)
days of creativity
have now been destroyed,
by chemical formulas,
molecular models,
electron,
repulsion
(next slide)
days of creativity
have now been recreated,
by a smile,
that puts the brightest
powerpoint projector
to shame...
(next slide)
days of creativity
have now been put together
by eyes that create an escape
from dull lecture,
(no longer lost,
in algorithm.)
(next slide)
so indescribable,
that presentations,
need not continue,
laser pointers put away,
lights off,
books closed.
Jul 3, 2012
Jul 3, 2012 at 5:06 PM UTC
I like his confidence, that working the problem
will certainly result in better outcomes than guessing.
A rationalist who does not depend on a higher power
to direct his decisions, but who may concede,
observe, realize and accept that he lacks the data
or the skills or tools to interpret data and these
decisions he leaves to his god.
But not before
thoroughly assessing the limits of his power. Guessing
before guessing is necessary makes things worse. The skills,
tools and experience are the accumulated wisdom
of earlier experts in his field.
Yet each generation
of communicants must examine the assumptions
from which the mathematics, logic, science or law
was derived. Rebuild the proofs from the simplest
truths, laws, physics. Taking God's first and only words
and extrapolating correctly, getting the trajectory
right for successful take off and re-entry.
And then
to explain the derivations to your students.
Until they too can care for the species and the planet,
making whole sentences, formulas and melodies
from few words, numbers, notes.
Aug 9, 2015
Aug 9, 2015 at 5:46 PM UTC
'twas an era
long haired boys in bell-bottoms tie dyeing getting high
on peace, love , humanity. From
Greenwich Village the derivations of cool
ask Malcolm X about a white man?
There in Isle's of Wight
a Human be-in
gathering
at
Avandaro, NZ
Nambasia,
all over the world a cannabis peace
festival.
A higher Mardi Gras.
Is the origin, earlier?
Der Wandervogel, perhaps.
I will, no matter the beginning,
dream in kaleidoscopic colored visions,
Lsd hallucinations, flashbacks,
of what this world, with
less greed, less war,
more the hippies vision,
may be.
Apr 19, 2015
Apr 19, 2015 at 8:04 PM UTC
Derivations in spelling are oft found
There is a few on them floating around
Last eve this word was discussed at length
How to spell it can vary from place to place
Should we not be right we'll be in disgrace
All spell checkers disregard my version
To my spelling they have an aversion
The American way has much more strength
English folk denote it so differently
One debates its spelling constantly
Which brand name of this word do you employ
The latter example doth display a (U)
I'll jot both of them down for you to view
Color and colour its spelling doth toy
Oct 20, 2014
Oct 20, 2014 at 7:58 PM UTC
PAIN IS THE NAME
WISDOM IS WHAT IS GAINED
'Joy love and laughter '
Keep The familial ties Alive .
Mathematically Incoherent
Summations
Equations
Derivations None !!
The Constants Hold Value Extant !!
INFINITY is The Bet
TRAJECTORY Be Correct
INFINITE IS THE GAIN !!
Apr 24, 2017
Apr 24, 2017 at 11:13 PM UTC
you take a stride with effervescence
exuding an unbridled wanderlust
can you teach me to live blissful amongst strangers?
still in the moments free of derivations
as if i'm not a passenger
set in motion by accident
laugh or smile or shrug it nonchalant
brisk against us, not yet looped around us
Jan 21, 2019
Jan 21, 2019 at 8:15 PM UTC