No revelation
The product of
Their square root
Was un-whole.
The fun was over
They sat disengaged
Burning in regions
Of nether perdition
Cooling in
Unknown half-lives.
Head to tail
Back to back
Diametrically opposed
Each figure inverted
And reversed
Niy and Gnay
Each now looking
The other way.
That supplementary
Now deficient
In diagonal
Polar harmony,
Sum undone
The one and five
Each less than ten
On and off
Divided they'd part,
Un-partnered run
Burdened ton
Unreached boundary
Unknown sum,
Wooden box of diamonds
No anniversary,
One minus the other
No sweet words three,
Each number a whole
Alone and set free,
But each connected
By common denominator
Inextricably linked
And will always be.
But could their ratios
Too great a divide
And experience be,
'til finally apart
Their uneven mix
At odds and evens,
The 9 and 6?
Good one. Love can be so familiar yet so mysterious at the same time.
If you can 'count' on me for anything, it's that the 'sum' of the parts, never adds up to the whole!
I bet this is not one you read to a girl on a first date. Slight absurdity of Euclidean geometry, awesome read
Will there be an ode to 69 next? Or is it just this one read in reverse?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
good write, thanks, Please read my poems and comment.