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The bloggers
found out no one was there
so they went to Facebook
to
find out that
no one is there
then they will
write stuff
and hang it in
trees and
wander the streets
stopping people and
trying to tell them
interesting things.
The police will arrest them
and put them in a
special place with
mirrors.
They will not forget
who they are and
will tell amazing stories
to the person
in the mirror
David Michael Jackson
Plutonium
Janet Kuypers
from the “Periodic Table of Poetry” series (#094, Pu)
Now, I know they named the element Plutonium
after the at-the-time newly-discovered planet,
but I can’t help but wonder
if any of those scientists
who deal with Plutonium now
feel slighted that the planet
was demoted to a planetoid.
But if these scientists care at all about astronomy,
they have to feel consoled
that, at least, their element Plutonium
is used with the element Neptunium
when extracted from spent nuclear fuel rods
And Neptunium is a by-product in production.
Added bonus, if this element’s namesake
was named after an icy ball at the edge of our
solar system, at least now the element can hang
and work with the element Neptunium,
which, like that element’s namesake Neptune,
is a bit of a gas giant itself.
Fermi discovered Plutonium,
and the silvery-white element
(looking not unlike an ice ball)
was even originally used
in weapon design in the Manhattan Project…
Because you know, even if the planet Pluto
is really just an icy ball from the Kuiper Belt,
at least in the Periodic Table
Pluto“nium” can at least hang out once again
with it’s once astronomical brother Neptun“ium”
and feel important again.
Aw come on Jack
We know it’s you,
and come on Jackson,
you put that title up there
then you had to explain it
and voila’
you have a poem
Is that it?
Yes
That’s it
except for
the flowers and the rain
and the smell of her hair
and the sound of her voice
and the not so absolute
fact that she’s gone
and that’s the truth
Jack
David Michael Jackson
Livermorium
by Janet Kuypers
from the “ Periodic Table of Poetry” series (#116, Lv; Ununhexium, eka-polonium)
For so many years,
you’ve gone by another name,
and then you seem surprised
when people don’t know who you are.
You’ve wanted to be known,
and I’ve known you for years,
but I’ve noticed that as time passes,
as you grow,
you move farther
and farther
away.
You’ve tried for so long,
and over the years,
in our efforts to synthesize
we’ve had some successful reactions,
some failures to react —
and I know that some attempts
have not even been made,
but at times these attempts at fusion with you
seem far too hot for me to handle.
And really,
I assume
they’re too hot
for you too.
Maybe your half life is just so short
that I never know what to do with you.
And I’ll never know what you’ll do next.
In our past four creations,
this quantum tunneling
has been something
I don’t think I can take any longer.
And I’m sorry, but
you’re insufficiently stable,
and you’ve never let me confirm
the true weightiness of your soul.
So,
maybe you should go your way,
and I should go mine.
I know your possible chemistry,
and I know you want to share your soul
with the entire world.
I know this.
And I’m sorry,
but I’ve grown tired,
and know
you’ll continue to grow without me.
So yes,
you should go your way,
and I should go mine.
Maybe one day,
you will truly find
what you —
and the world —
so desperately needs.