(with links to another)
Fleet Barham’s Tragedy (not a Physics Poem, per se, but written by a physicist)
I once had a great-aunt named Fleet,
Who went down for a walk down the street.
But, lo, she forgot
Her beans in the pot.
And her house was burned down complete.
The three below were inspired by the Condensed Story of Ms. Farad (third poem down on page)
Mr. Henry’s Redeeming and Leading
After Ms. Farad was brought low,
Mr. Henry delivered some flow.
With periodic income to stave
Off Ohm’s dissipative crave,
Forever they danced to and fro.
After Ohm, Ms. Farad was laconic.
But, with apparatus electronic,
Henry did well
In series and parallel.
Their union was simply harmonic.
Called ‘a rascal’ by French, A.P.
‘Dissipative’ said Redd, E.
So poor and misunderstood
CAN I REALLY DO NO GOOD?
There’s no positive limerick about me.