Passed my prime
at fifty-three
dividing facts
to factoids; I’m
factored small
between and passed.
But if I wait
I’m primed and
proud again when
undivided fifty-nine.
Stairs of age
Kerry wants us to play with numbers and numerology at toads. On the stairs of age you pass your prime at 50… then my little mathematics mind thought about prime numbers and realize that you pass a prime at 51 and 53, with the next one being at 59… sorry for this absolute nonsense poem… just thought it would be fun
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March 3, 2016
Björn Rudbergs writings 
Whew, Daddy; this is so math-sexy! It made perfect sense to me. I can’t wait to be fifty-anything. Except 55. That’s like too much of a good thing.
Math is fun to play with
Definitely. It’s such a fun surprise to see it, in any form, pop up in poems. But I also just find it so relaxing to solve the problems. I hate that my children despise it so.
Maybe playing with them could make it fun… but I (almost) always found it fun…
I loved it…and longed for “59.” You make me want to pull my numerology book and look again…they all pass so quickly.
Great to play… 🙂
This is so adorable! I love the word play.
Great fun and makes it sound good to pass our prime.
Very clever! >
“Passed my prime
at fifty-three”
Nonsensical… but oh, such a painful statement????
But another prime is upcoming
Ha, you have given me a new way to look at Prime Numbers. We all pass various primes, I guess, on the path of life. This is VERY clever.
Love everything numbers…and each number can be added to 1 digit=: 59(5+9=14, 1+4=5) ~ great changes…
Love those prime numbers, Bjorn. Your poem too.
I’m about to reach another, in October. I won’t say the number here, but it is OBE, Aussie talk.
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I am rather fond of prime numbers myself.. love the play on words but I believe that fifties are now the prime of one’s life.
🙂
Ha, 50 looks like a spring chicken when one is approaching her big 70th birthday. Yoiks. At fifty I still had two working legs, my looks and a future. Cackle. Enjoy your 50’s, kiddo. Rock it while you’ve still got it. Smiles.
Nice one Bjorn
Much love…
I liked it – I’m 53 too, and think about prime numbers the same way.
You are definitely in a prime. Thanks for cute poem. K.
“I’m primed and
proud again when
undivided fifty-nine.”
ha! I actually think men (and women) are far more interesting after 50.
It tosses upside down the thought that primes passed are singular: there’s alway another prime to realize is gone forever.
I never saw an age “stairway” chart like this…delightful companion to your playful poetics 😄
Fun mathematical poem 🙂
Well done 🙂
I enjoy the math of this as well and the imagery of the stairs in both your words and featured artwork. Excellent, Bjorn!
The math of getting older…Love your take on the challenge