The Magic Number ~ Lyric Poetry Poem by Christine A Kysely

The Magic Number ~ Lyric Poetry



When you roll the dice
A pair of these always equals
Snake eyes
But because two can never equal one
This number can never be the sum
A half of a pair
Half the number of molecules of oxygen
In plain and simple air.

The age of my daughter
Two minus the one
Seven, eight, nine or ten
Keep on rolling the dice
You can try over and over again
But none of these will ever be
The Magic number.

A number multiplied by this number
Is always equal to itself
It is single, dutifully alone
It is the lonliest number
And therefore will always be
The undeniably, distinguishable difference
Between the numbers two and three.



(January 26,2011 Wausau, Wisconsin)

(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved

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