I wasn’t really doomed,
didn’t have the knack,
to solder, disassemble or to build a boat
I wasn’t doomed to be
an engineer
until I slipped, and slide ruled
into math and found
that every slope is a derivative
and bruises from a fall is gravity.
I found the numbers in the rainbow
and that the speed of light is not enough.
My knack came from blackboard
and equations,
and in the safety of numbers
I found computer science,
which doomed me into engineering.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=60P1xG32Feo
Gilena wants us to write about Peanuts (the comic) at Toads. She also gives us the option to write about any other comic, and I felt more like using Dilbert. Will link in the morning to PU as well.
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June 24, 2017
Björn Rudbergs writings 
Doomed! Ha! Enjoyed this 🙂
I love mathy poems. 🙂
This is my favorite part:
“until I slipped, and slide ruled
into math and found
that every slope is a derivative”
“every slope is a derivative
and bruises from a fall is gravity.”
WOW this is simply awesome
much love…
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Well, it sounds like you were ‘doomed’ into something that you enjoy and have a knack for – which is what we all can hope for! Smiles!
Math! My second favorite subject. I had fun and out there teachers.
An engineer with a great sense of humor.(I love Dilbert)
Nooooooo!!!!! There are far worse fates! I’m certain that somehow, you soldiered on. I loved your poem and I laughed out loud at the video.
Ah, so there was no escape for you – but there was (is) poetry.
” bruises from a fall is gravity.” I love this line 🙂
Well, we all have to slip ‘n slide into something.. I found English in the classroom and on the stage… ergo, I teach.
And I still love the words, for instance, the way you constructed your metaphor of falling into Math, bruises and all.
What an uplifting poem Bjorn – I am glad you found your niche
One’s talents and strong points will always decide the directions – a natural process of choices perhaps!
Hank
“Slipped and slide ruled”! Great.
” bruises from a fall is gravity.” is such a powerful image! I enjoyed this one, Bjorn 🙂
Indeed, all those tender bumps come to remind us that we are part of the natural happenings… And sometimes, when we are lucky, they serve to guide us towards where we need to be.
who would have imagined that Dilbert could both calculate and slide rule his way into words – sheer genius!
That’s how I feel about letters. I love the “slipped and slide ruled into” part.
I love “bruises from a fall is gravity.” The field of math is a great mystery to me that I never could unravel.
Hmmmmm I wonder why my picture ID looks so strange.
It’s randomly chosen… non of my choice 🙂
I loved the video almost as much as your words, Bjorn. I’m sure your “knack” doomed you correctly into engineering!
Computer subject in university made me lose my interested in pursuing Computer Engineering. Thanks for this throwback (at least for me), Bjorn
Adore these lines: “until I slipped, and slide ruled
into math and found
that every slope is a derivative
and bruises from a fall is gravity.”
delightful read and video. doomed indeed. lol
Loved so much! It reminded of my father who had the knack to reconstruct things till his last breath…
It’s sort of wonderful when we slip and fall, and gravity pulls us to the exact place where we belong. Loved the poem, and the video.
Elizabeth
It’s all so mysterious: the paths we choose and the paths that choose us … that confluence of knacks and non-knacks; what we avoid and what draws us to it. An interesting “take”.
Each to his or her own doom! Mine, of course, is language, not math and science.
Really fun! Enjoyed this one thoroughly. And by the way, your poem and mine are simpatico this week.
What a laugh this is having worked with engineers for many years. The video is great too.
Oh dear. An engineer poet. You’re doomed!
I found the numbers in the rainbow
and that the speed of light is not enough…… liked this one especially these lines.
I found the numbers in the rainbow
and that the speed of light is not enough.
Visuals in my head appeared as the force of speed breaking the laws of gravity forces us to see beyond the chemical of the rainbow itself and yet becomes its own poetic brilliance. 🙂
“And bruises from a fall is gravity” is a wow line. I love the tone of your work and the connections you make, which are uncommon. The poem could have been simply on the nose, but you came at the subject angled, which is what makes it so good.
I love, ‘bruises from a fall is gravity.’ Clever writing!