A circle within
The well of infrequent tongues
Radius opens
An arc of conversation
repeats at high frequency
Unseen calculus
Area under your heart –
Infinity fails
Reveals unspoken postulates
Painful theorems eroding truth
Residue in cups
Wrestling your motes and beams
Whitewashed verity
Vitreous fibers obscure
A miasma of deceit
Cataracts of light
Impassable to the soul
Dark water falling
An incalculable angle
Vibrates and vies for integration
Strike the tuning fork
Voices search for common key
Hardened arteries
Implanting resonant stents
Bypass cholesterol thoughts
Tendons hum like wires
Chorded axioms of blood
Theory proved in song
Mainlining reason
To the point of origin.
An arc of conversation
repeats at high frequency
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Nice!
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Ok, on it! Madaket says she’ll do the couplet
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Hooray! (I must be insane to take the Haiku part.)
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Your Haiku was great! Ignore the naysaying nabobs of negativism! Here’s mine, from 40,00 feet (since we are now obsessed with numeracy…)
Unseen calculus
Area under your heart
Infinity fails
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I like this – somewhere in the back of my mind I thought about using ‘calculus’ in here. (Trusting my instincts…)
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Well, we went Geometry, Trigonometry, and so then if I remember correctly 12th Grade gets Calculus, right? Do we have to take the AP exam?
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Yes – Advanced Poetry.
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Wahahaha!
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So, now the volley goes to that girl musing on the beach!
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Slight edits…
Paradise lost
The night of Newton –
A moon’s shadow
Across the Cam,
Cool light cut
Both time and space –
Whole cloth from which
Our souls depart
In measure.
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from which” – better…
cut – a stronger end word…
pulling ‘depart’ into the line takes its strength, but it works better this way.
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Paradise lost
The night of Newton –
A moon’s shadow walking
Across the River Cam,
When cool light
Cut both time and space
From whole cloth
And our souls
Depart
In measure.
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You need to fly more often
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I heard from the other party that they are on hold until the weekend.
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Cool!
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“Residue in cups
Wrestling your motes and beams
Whitewashed verity”
Tag – you’re it!
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Okay! Heading over.
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“Vitreous fibers obscure
A miasma of deceit”
qbit’s up next!
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Ok, I needed help with that one, but OH MY! That’s spot on, Charley!
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Thank you! I rise to obfuscate and illuminate.
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Please add “–” after “heart”.
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“Vitreous fibers obscure
A miasma of deceit”
You are up, my man!
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Cataracts of light
Impassable to the soul
Dark water falling
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An incalculable angle
Vibrates and vies for integration
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Oh! Oh! This is perfect…. (I think I hear the Beach Boys singing…) Ok, I got this…
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My Next:
“Strike the tuning fork
Voices search for common key
Hardened arteries”
Charley’s at the plate….
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Nice! Love the tuning fork!
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Thanks! I played off of the vibrations in your line.
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Great Haiku!!!
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Thank you! I’ve had some excellent teachers
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Just counted and find that we are at the end of this with the next Haiku and Couplet. Are the Closers ready to end this game?
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Will need thot…
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We can adjust the number of stanzas if anyone feels it is needed.
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Will beg for mercy if necessary.
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Football haitus, but here goes…
Tendons hum like wires
Chorded axioms of blood
Theory proved in song
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GOAL! GOAL! No wait, you mean football… It’s Good! Do your endzone dance.
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Yes! Yes! The whole thing is amazing!
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Love that reasoning and logic were the wrap-up! Fits so well with the theme. Also glad to see the musical motifs carried throughout. We do good work together.
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With a little blood thrown in for good measure. Lol!
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Yes, well, there were issues of the heart in there, so it seems necessary; blood is like birds – practically required for poetry 🙂 HAHA!
Actually, what came to mind for me was the practice of an upright bass player doing the blood-on-the-tracks right of passage. Works with the chord reference.
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Yes! Nice!
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Yes, I am ready to close. 😉
Mainlining reason
To the point of origin.
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Home Run!!! Thank you for having the decency to stick to my baseball metaphor… unless you are a football fan, as well…
Nice ending couplet! I will update the post and then read the completed version. 🙂
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Glad you liked it! No, I am a pseudo-fan!
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Love that phrase! I can show up and know what’s going on, but not care one bit. 🙂
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This really came together nicely! Bravo to you, Charley and qbit!!! Such fun! 🙂
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We make a great team and I always enjoy having you jump in here between the stacks of papers & red ink. You are an amazing poet!
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Thanks so much! I hope to have more time someday! Great to hang with you big kids in collaboration! 🙂
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Baseball good too, just not the Yankees.
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So glad to hear you say that! I find it necessary to rib all football fans; you’re in good company.
I grew up on baseball, so I can make a metaphor of it for every occassion.
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I think we like to throw knuckleballs!
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We have hope again!
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Cataracts of light – wow!
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Thank you!
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Nice!
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Great job, Mr. q! I’m not certain I understand it all — including my own contributions — but poetry just needs to be… not necessarily mean. Or something like that.
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Lol! I certainly don’t understand it either, but it hangs together nicely. Which is better than if each of us had to hang separately. Or something. Oh well…
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Precisely. I’m not sure precisely what; but precisely anyway.
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Exactly.
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Is there space for me? I’ve lost track of what’s happening…
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Sarah, I’ll set up a post for you and I and link you. You and I can do one of our own and we will be fabulous! Give me a few minutes to get my technological stuff together.
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Reveals unspoken postulates
Painful theorems eroding truth
😉
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Oh, Nice!! Nice to see you here; you are missed.
I’ll update and then the next Haiku falls to me. (But first, there is a man in the kitchen making lunch for me… sustenance before creativity!)
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Thanks! Happy to be playing along while buried grading papers! I am hoping for a man in my kitchen to make lunch! LOL!
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Uber Eats; send him the bill 🙂
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Good advice! hahaha
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Great job! You, Jilly and qbit created a wonderful chaos that carried me along.
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I really enjoyed it! Wonderful diversion from grading. I think we all carried each other along a not-so linear path 😉
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Indeed! Well, I am certainly familiar with non-linear paths.
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“Residue in cups
Wrestling your motes and beams
Whitewashed verity”
Next couplet goes to Charley!
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Implanting resonant stints
Bypass cholesterol thoughts
Now to qbit!
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Ooo – cholesteral thoughts! 🙂
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Mmmm, Donuts! 🙂
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Ew!
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Stints or stents?
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Stents. (slapping back of my neck)
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Got it
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Great work y’all! It strikes a chord, and not a diminished one. High fives all the way around.
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Ha! Great job, Charley!
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