Mothers

Mothers

To hold to breast
Thy babe in arms
Eyes locked
One to the other 

A moment extended
Forever in birth
Eternity's child
Eternal mother

So close to hold
That spark so dear
In a moment gone
Yet forever near

No mouth can say
Nor mind express
A mothers love
Has no redress

As he that givith
And taketh away
Such bittersweet blessing
Brooks no delay

Yet she abides 
Gods beckon call
Knowing her son
Lies still

To know is not
To understand
Though subject
To gods will

No mouth can say
Nor mind express
A mother's pain
Has no redress

That life she carried
Is not undone
This mothers son is now on high
The one who believes in me shall live 
Even though they die

Daniel Denz
The oldest Brother (One on Left) passed away unexpectedly. This poem was is his Mother
Nancy Denz 

  

Mountainous Gravitas

Sometimes I feel
Sometimes I don't

Right now I feel that
Mountains have gravitas
A certain way about the
End of the Silence
The tiny little Gems
That periodically intrude upon their epoch long Dark brooding
The Shining temporary little Oasis of Humanity
Blazing with light
But the very light itself
Screams of Its very
Ephemeral nature
Ephemeral as another day
The nature of Cities
Blazing in all of their
Intensity and perceived Glory
Can and do disappear in a heartbeat
During the one conversation
That I ever had with a mountain range
The mountains said, And I quote
Look upon my Works ye Mighty and despair
What is a day but a measure of Ephemera
Or even three hundred And Sixty Five Million days
Ephemera
I was writing a poem to The Rock on the mountain
Tell me great Boulder
On the mountains so long
Can I take of your wisdom?
Can I make a you song?
The Mountain took Notice of me
But before dismissing me
He spoke thusly!
The mountain said
Fool, Thou art Ephemeral Fool
That grain by grain I shall arrive
At the sea, Is certain
The vastness of these word spanning Oceans
Who's very bed becomes
The very strength of my very roots
I will arise again
In time I will stand
Yet again in harmony with
And even assisted by the Elements
I will once again defy time itself 
Gravity And I shall dance for Billions of years
And what of you?
Purposeless ephemera

Sometimes I feel
Sometimes I don't

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An Obdurate Measurement of the Planck distance (Particular Muse)

An Obdurate Measurement of the Planck distance

Overlapping endlessly 
Violently folding into 
The subatomic foam 

Of StringField variance 
The infinity concerto 

Seething in a Riot 
Of quantum weirdness 
Monochrome spectra 

Vibrating superstrings
Truncated snippets 
Endlessly wriggle 
In an orgy 
Of self-annihilation 

Tuned knots forming 
Singularity ad infinitum 

Polychromatic quanta 
The infinity concerto

No one is sure 
As to the depths 
Of their own suffering 

Particularly and hidden 
As those things are 
In the open expanse 
Of n-space 

Reverberations 
So profound 
That we can not 
See them 
For what they are

Ageless and sublime 
The infinity concerto 

The smaller you get 
The more energetic 
Things become 
All the way down 
To the distance 
Of the Planck Length

Offset vibrations 
Of a single particle 
Can create an entire Universe
It's just a thought 

All is waves 
With nothing waving 
Over no distance at all 

Particular notice, Noticeably Non-particulate
The Infinity concerto

Particle 
Particular 
Particulate 
Particularly Wavelike 

Discussion 
Discussing 
Disgusting 
Particularly Disgusting 

All is waves 
With nothing waving 
Over no distance at all

Not waves of particles 
Nor particles in waves 
Particle wave Combo platter

Discussing the light 
In a particular light 

I have discussed it 
With all of my friends 
And we all find it 
Equally disgusting
It follows a particular 
And predictable 
Progression 
Discussion 
Discussing 
Disgusting 
Particularly Disgusting 

Is it a particle?
Or is it a wave?
Is that a function of its form? 
That alone should tell us 
How it will behave

Like all thoughts 
Cascading upwards 
Ever outwards 
The subatomic foam 
Roiling and expanding 
In an atypical 
Inverted chain reaction 
Quantum excitation of the Higgs field 
The very riot of 
Quantum Weirdness 
Peaks in manifestation of mass. 
A boson vibrate

Jacob's Ladder Unpublished

The staircase is dark
The way is uncertain
The only surety is, there isn't ever any
Even in the light
I can still lose my way
The only thing that is real, is that nothing is real
No few of my lovers, Swearing a lifetimes devotion
Yet clocks striking midnight still find me alone
Even as an absurdity it is absurd
But not as absurd as an obscenity is obscene
The difference is quite striking
Being struck by the difference
Not indifferent to being struck
Indifferently I struck another deal with myself
I should rise up an aspect of myself
Perhaps I will find a personality for the day
I might perhaps find a persona in here, in the dark
It wouldn't be the first time, Here in the Dark
And this stairwell is steep
Climbing or descending I'm no longer certain
The only thing I know for certain
Is that I certainly don't know anything

Opportunity & Spirit on mars.

Opportunity & Spirit on mars.
In a planet wide dust storm six months in duration
Again and a half as far from the sun as we yet,
Hope persists in the face of disaster
Ours is a minor planet.
Orbiting an insignificant star
Three quarters of the way out on an unremarkable galactic arm
There isn’t a thing that we can not do as a species.
Except not kill each other
Linguistic considerations aside Deus Ex Machina,
Is for poets
No god from the machine
Brazil’s giant sloth’s almost made it.
Hope persists in the face of disaster
Was it climatic changes?
Or, an unfortunate intro to humankind’s appetite for flesh?
Australopithecus! Southern Ape indeed!!
You were curious, As i am curious but, about what?
Hope and your species all these years extinct. What persists in the face of disaster
Seven thousand light years away in a star nursery, hope persists directly from disaster
The pillars of creation
This nurturing nursery quietly nestled in the Absolutely stupendously large corpse of the Magellanic Giga-star that preceded it
Euripides could not have known the scale of our vision yet, as a tragedian such texture
Julius in sooth cried “Caveat Emptor” He also said there is nothing new under the sun
What would he say of riding the blast wave upon cosmic debris being hurled star ward?

Physiological aspects of Geometric Rectification

Geometric rectification
Does not occur
As a direct inverse to proximity!
Like a cube becoming a truncated cube

Rather,

It lends itself
to such descriptors,
Only secondarily.

Rectification is the final point
Of a truncation process
Much the way that,
Direction of thrust

Opposes,

Direction of travel.
Only more like how a cube
Becomes a Octahedron becomes Dodecahedron

Left unchecked you end up with..
The first stellations of rhombic dodecahedronism
The topological equivalent to disdyakis dodecahedronism

Both your loves, and Hatreds will tessellate
Given their exponential potential
They absolutely will rectify geometrically

It does not occur
As a direct inverse to proximity

Rather,

It lends itself
to such descriptors,
Only secondarily.

And exactly like stellated rhombic cathedral
Your very Stellations meet at
And form, the vertex or vertices

And you are finally arrived
The stellated rhombic dodecahedral honeycomb

Lissajous Offertory

Like the decay
        Of radioactive isotopes
Or perhaps driven by noise
        At least as successful as
Elasticity theory of shape transitions

        Of viral shells

        Of phospholipid vesicles

        For smooth and repetitive
                  Oscillation

Like the delay
        Of radioactive isotopes
Or perspective riven by toys
        At most from succession
Plasticity lends descriptors to transitions

        Of viral smells

        Go sinusoidal

        For smooth and repetitive
                  Vacillation

Like the delay of decay
        I would go sinusoidal
Good rotational adjective?

Axisymetric V=ASIN(2pft+f)