Matter and antimatter in a limerick!

And Then There Were Photons
by William Rolnick

An electron, while trav’ling in space,
Met a positron there “face-to-face.”
The electron then sighed,
At the sight of his bride
And they “died” in a loving embrace.

An electron is matter, the positron anti-matter. If they meet —BANG!

Another limerick from the 1996 limerick competition held by the American Physical Society. The complete collection of winners can be found at


Ions Mine, by J. J. Thomson

J J Thompson discovered the electron, and won the Physics Nobel Prize. He also wrote good verse!

In the dusty lab’ratory,
’Mid the coils and wax and twine,
There the atoms in their glory,
Ionize and recombine.

Chorus: Oh my darlings! Oh my darlings!
Oh my darling ions mine!
You are lost and gone forever
When just once you recombine!

In a tube quite electrodeless,
They discharge around a line,
And the glow they leave behind them
Is quite corking for a time.

And with quite a small expansion,
1.8 or 1.9,
You can get a cloud delightful,
Which explains both snow and rain.

In the weird magnetic circuit
See how lovingly they twine,
As each ion describes a spiral
Round its own magnetic line.

Ultra-violet radiation
From the arc of glowing lime,
Soon discharges a conductor
If it’s charged with minus sign.

Alpha rays from radium bromide
Cause a zinc-blende screen to shine,
Set it glowing, clearly showing
Scintillations all the time.

Radium bromide emanation,
Rutherford did first divine,
Turns to helium, then Sir William
Got the spectrum every line.

Sung to the tune of “Oh my Darling Clementine”

Single Electron

Here is a lovely scientific themed poem from

Poems For All

I lived in a valence band,
A rockstar of my quantum clan.

Up above the world so high,
A conduction band in the sky.

Destined to jump and help mankind,
My friends and pal had already flied.

Left in the band I was never alone,
There were 1000s of uncles who were flying pros.

After flying, they sooner or later came home from where they were deployed,
My father said, “Energy can neither be created nor destroyed.”

But I was alone sitting in a tree,
Waiting for, my turn to get free.

And one day a dream came by,
Told me I need to act and whoa, I was set to fly.

I tried, tried, tried and tried,
But the band gap was pretty high.

I knew no one ever flied solo,
It was an insane dream I liked to follow.

But then one day,
I gathered all my feet,
and ran…

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