Best Quantum Physics Poems

One of the theories I haven't quite grasped
Is quantum physics, it has a tendency to leave me aghast
Now I ain't stupid
Oops sorry, I just tooted
We all must let fly or have a traffic jam in the ass...

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In realms unseen by human eyes,
Where mystic wonders truly lie,
Quantum physics weaves its tale,
A dance of particles, oh, so frail.

Behold the world on a quantum stage,
Where mysteries hide, turn the page.
Particles dance, entangled in flight,
Defying logic, shimmering bright.

Uncertainty reigns in quantum's hold,
Where position and speed,...

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Why write about love
when I can write about quantum physics,
its mathematics as indecipherable 
as God.

QP is the chaos undergirding reality 
and tells me things I see are not solid;
the stratum of surface soil holding roots 
of grass isn't really there.

It's nothing bizarre or otherworldly,
and reveals...

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Imagine, as they nowadays do,
that matter is actually
not in one place precisely,
that when the quantity
is really really small
and speed is rather high,
(so no cat, nor box, nor standing still)
matter becomes light
and light matter alike,
E=mc^2 and all that.

At this quantum scale
if you measure a particle's place
you...

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Though of two minds he played it cool
(Which is the sacred feline rule),
Convinced he could not be a crime,
Both cat and carcass at one time,
So for a pulse he dared to feel
To see which one of him was real,
And thus a quaint monstrosity
Was killed by...

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Quantum Non-Locality or Inseparability

When a lady physicist became an environmentalist
Everything in my intellectual life touched your life
A mug may have more uses and lives than a mug
Two mugs may not have to clatter or clash to touch
Because Quantum Physics knows "The Butterfly Effect."
When you laugh,...

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We are a flock of active matter
and our lives a mystery of shapes,
entangled to the universe.

(cjf.2020)...

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I wish not to see another sunrise.
I wish not to wake another day.
I don’t want to trudge to another class or
drive down another highway or
let my tone deaf voice breach my lips again.
I want to snuff out my flame.

It’s not that there’s no beauty in...

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Tunneling through nightscapes,
weightless moon doll escapes. 
Collapsing space-time,
the pages and pages,
of fluttering windblown stages
in quantum nonlocality,
a graphic novel engages.
	
Burrowing through dystopian nocturne,
the night traffic gives us heartburn.
In magical claytronics, everyone is reassembled,
reincarnated by cosmic consciousness,
a karmic cautiousness, a persistence of
endless distance but finite parallel.
We see...

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