Gershon Wolf Poet Rhyme

A Primal Scream

Far from the curious and the bored
   from prying eyes and microphones
The haunt of laboratory and clipboard
   stiff backbone, late nights alone

A drive from deep inside, a primal scream
   pushing and tugging the scientist's dream
Fatigue's chains broken, he toils on 
   Discovery's Joy, a new day's dawned

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Lindsay Laurie January 19, 2020 at 7:02 PM Alone in a world of silence to focus on a discovery - thank you Gershon - Lindsay

Caren Krutsinger January 17, 2020 at 5:00 AM The scientists of tomorrow are so wise I am amazed by the third and fifth grader's science fair projects! You are correct in every way here. Edison's 999th try did not result in the lightbulb, but his 10,000th try did! He recorded each one also. Gershon Wolf January 19, 2020 at 7:10 PM C'mon. Edison must have been indefatigable in the grandest sense of that term. Thanks for the education, Caren. Cheers, Gershon

Brenda Chiri January 15, 2020 at 9:23 PM Wow Gershon such wise well written words! Loved it!;) Gershon Wolf January 15, 2020 at 9:57 PM Thank you so much, Brenda. (Have to write some 'non-smilers' sometimes). Best wishes, Gershon

Charles Messina January 15, 2020 at 8:57 PM ...and that my friend, is how the light bulb got invented. Nice! Gershon Wolf January 15, 2020 at 9:56 PM You are correct... and how Madame Curie did her thing as well. Onward! ~ Gershon