When I started out I had a dream

Now I’m really not too sure

I’m drifting further along unpaved roads

Watching molten metal & water move brings such wonder

Science is everywhere

& so is math

I used too use math in music

Recently I used it in art

I bet my old art teacher would have a fit

“You can’t do that!”

But I remember my first lesson

He made a squiggly line

& said finish it

Knowing where to end is essential

You don’t want to over do it

Then that of course leads to analysis



Poor ducks

They didn’t do anything

Anyhow what was the first tangent of this poem

I have no idea

I wish I had a spirograph