A scientist known as Bill Nye,

Always wore a distinctive bow tie.

With facts that are cool,

He proved "Science Rules!"

And encouraged the world to ask "Why?"

There once was a fellow called Hooke

I once read about in a book

He pulled on a spring

and noticed the thing

grew longer, if one takes a look.

Now my favorite nerdy scientist:

A physicist expert, Kaku,
Said, "Parallel worlds might be true."
With theories of strings,
And the future of things,
He broadens our cosmic view.

Bill Nye is clever, one scientist of many,

Kaku is too, he's probably made quite a penny,

Parallel worlds, strings you say,

Hopefully science will learn it one day,

Science is awesome, it made you & me,

Maybe one day, it might answer the BB,

What happened to start with, what happening now,

I tilt my hat, you all get a bow.

23 hours ago, Otto Kretschmer said:

A scientist known as Bill Nye,

Always wore a distinctive bow tie.

With facts that are cool,

He proved "Science Rules!"

And encouraged the world to ask "Why?"

By all reports Nye still sports bow ties,

Even during a marriage not wise

Like a raging Godzilla

Blair dowsed his garden with weed killah

And hacked his emails with unflattering lies.

https://www.bostonherald.com/2007/11/21/bad-chemistry-for-ex-lockhart-lover/

Mr. Tyson, named Neil, with broad interests,

Who sports fabulous, galactic vests,

Made space stuff cool,

Though math still rules,

And inspires our cosmic quests,

Who can finish the poem below?

Sir Newton, a scientist, though only by chance,

Viewed stars and planets, in their cosmic dance...

Edited December 14, 2025Dec 14 by Otto Kretschmer

1 hour ago, Otto Kretschmer said:

Sir Newton, a scientist, though only by chance,

Viewed stars and planets, in their cosmic dance...

Yet under a tree an apple did fall,

A genius left to wonder & mull.

12 minutes ago, Imagine Everything said:

Yet under a tree an apple did fall,

A genius left to wonder & mull.

Thanks! 👍

1 hour ago, Imagine Everything said:

Yet under a tree an apple did fall,

A genius left to wonder & mull.

Mulled cider?

Edited December 14, 2025Dec 14 by geordief

22 hours ago, geordief said:

Mulled cider?

Interesting play on words/idea. @geordief

If anyone found my newton reply cheesy, would that make it a mulled whine?. (wine)

Two priests in a bar

Two priests in a bar looking so sad,

One asks the bartender how much is his tab,

£5M pounds, you've run a large bill,

Might buy a safe that won't fit in a till,

Priest no.1 asks the other for money,

Priest no.2 says no! don't be funny,

The sum is too vast, way way way too fantastical,

He shouldn't charge priests, it's not ecclesiatical.

On 12/17/2025 at 12:53 PM, Imagine Everything said:

Two priests in a bar

Two priests in a bar looking so sad,

One asks the bartender how much is his tab,

£5M pounds, you've run a large bill,

Might buy a safe that won't fit in a till,

Priest no.1 asks the other for money,

Priest no.2 says no! don't be funny,

The sum is too vast, way way way too fantastical,

He shouldn't charge priests, it's not ecclesiastical.

Added the missing 's' to ecclesiastical. .

I think of this next poem in the tune of Old MacDonald had a farm

Natural science has a forum, Phi Pi Phi Bio,

And on that forum were experts who helped the to & fro,

With an up quark here and a down quark there, Dark matter flowing through the eternal aether,

Natural science has a forum, Phi Pi Phi Bio.

And on that forum were students, Chi Bi Chi Geo,

Some did learn and some did not, some were in despair,

With a BH here and an EH there, Space so vast and things so rare,

Natural science leads us all, Chi, Pi, Phi, Bio.

Edited December 29, 2025Dec 29 by Imagine Everything

Why oh why oh why oh why,

Is the water so wet yet gin can be dry,

Sand can be grainy, compact & quick,

Playing guitar requires a pick,

This poem is random, entropic perhaps,

Maybe one day it will earn a few claps,

My poems are humerous, hopefully good fun,

That's it for now, have a good night everyone.

Questions...

Questions, intentions, emotions & more,

The old man sighed heavy, his skin tight & raw,

Why am I here? To do what & what for?

Why am I curious, always needing some more,

I need to know stuff, know why I can see,

How I make progress as age catches me,

Some questions bring answers & they are his prize,

Though some aren't so welcome, all open his eyes,

Is wisdom the best? Would youth not avail?,

The questions are endless, some left in the pale,

Time takes him forward or back/both may..be?

Does he exist both in pre & post BB?,

Is it butterfly wings without any doubts?

Does the universe care if he breathes or shouts.

Probably not, he ponders & yearns,

So many questions yet too much to learn.

Being

In aimless drift, the countryside I wander
and where I roam my eyes perceive in wonder
arrays of life within my sphere of being.
Which makes me glad to be among the living.

But was it chance that brought me into being,
this heady mix of thoughtfulness and feeling;
elation in the marvel of existence
within these many forms of life’s persistence?

And why should I among these forms of living
think that my life was special in the giving?
A mote of dust that wanders in infinity;
a moment’s glow within endless eternity.