Best Academic Poems
A passage, I read,
in the book of Academic Proverbs,
"Seize the day
and reach for the stars".
Along with many others like
"Follow your dreams,
don't sell yourself short,
and raise the bar".
There was no doubt the wisdom
behind these words.
They resonated well with me
until I got to thinking...
... who created the day
that I'm seizing too?
Who created the stars
that I'm reaching for?
When so many things
must work so perfectly
just to keep me alive,
who am I to ask for more?
The sky is the limit
when it comes to one's dreams.
But who might I ask
gave me the feet
so that I may chase them?
My eyes take in
the beauty of moonbeams.
My ears are perked for
the rustling of the wild oak.
It's always Me, Myself and I
is that not the way it seems?
Life beckons me forward,
but no, that's not all she wrote.
"Seize the day
and reach for the stars"
Profound words,
indeed they are.
But certainly not
everything...
... not by far.
Sometimes when the calypso music explodes
Shards of memories glistening with my pain
My heart like a rhumba box sits silent again
Where slow surfs lap granite doors, genius erodes
The barriers that dreams could stream and rise
Like sprays fogless flowering the coastal skies.
And as academics meander through misty thoughts
Turning to me, inviting my precision of words
I am in the web of comparisons caught, herds
Of histories shepherdless now in stagnant paths
Tremble in the shivering winds of changes here
I represent the hopes anchored in ancient fear.
My education did not come the common way
But from libraries and borrowed books I took
The knowledge that in high schools would hook
No test, using baitless syllabus to stairs the day
Upward from ghetto streets and gang embrace
Scholared by ambition, I get my college place.
I am a kite today, with my string grounded still
In sugarcane fields of happiness, loud streets
Where sellers hawk their wares and love meets
Twinkling eyes, signals to a secret fruiting hill
Where school-less days I set my mind to change
The arguments that listed you and I as strange.
News of our examination results cheered us
Long wait we accommodated
Anticipation tinged with fuss
As anxiety our minds intimidated
Speculated
Doubting the truth
Anxiety accumulated
Sometimes sliding us South
Beside a destination to dreamland
Expecting the best
Assuming a TCZ brand
For a while could rest
Till to our disbelief
News filtered catching us unawares
Scratching on our heads the consternation kerchief
Whose fares, flares and glares
Became insignificant because with joy our hearts leapt
As reality pricked the doubt
That crept and swept
Bulk of the clout
Hitherto intact
Briefly shaken
To impact
Brethren without a reason crestfallen
Until facts filtered and altered
Scenarios where doubt dwelt
When facts our self esteem flattered
As collection of result transcript became reality well spelt.
Limerick: Once Academic got into panic
Once Academic got into panic
Asked to make rival’s panegyric
He copied article
Sans def’nite article:
Learned art he was trained to mimic.
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013
Looking for meaning
Too many meaningless things
Our lives are cluttered
We must work towards uplifting
Together we will achieve
Limerick : Once an anti-Academic doctor
Once an anti-Academic doctor
Prescribed poison for ailing professor
Prof gave powder to wife
Wife sold it to mid-wife
Who mixed it in husband doctor’s dinner.
©= T. Wignesan – Paris, 2014
I Am MoonBeam
My Sisters, StarLights
My Brothers, SunRays
… All-Academic-Bright
My Family of Heaven
My Mother, DawnSky
Father of Celestial Lights (James 1: 17)
Taught At Universe-High
By Father’s Master-Degree
And Mother’s Alma-Mater
Brother Graduated
Summa-Cum-Laude, Super-Nova
Dine At Dimension-Table
Of Cosmic-Family
Global-Bodies, Glowing-Grace
In Our Galaxy
Our: Cambridge, Yale, Oxford and Harvard
Are: Comets, Orbits, and Asteroids
Black-Holes, Pulsars, Waves and Quarks
Red Giants and Red and Snow-White Dwarfs
Enlightened Astronomers, Radiant New Worlds
Time-Continuum, To Unfurl
Outer-Space, Advent-Solar-Systems
And A Big, Blue Jewel, Freed From Cataclysm
Light-Years Away, From Today …
But Still Quenching Thirst, On Milky-Way
and Planetary-Rings and Eclipse
Satellites, and Soaring-Rocket-Ships
Atomics and Evenings-Scholarly
Lectures, On Pure-Energy
To Explore and Expand Brilliantly
‘Diplomas’ … thru Eternity
I Am MoonBeam
My Sisters, StarLights
My Brother, ‘Big’ SunRay
Shone-Academic-Bright ! …
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’twas
an
exam.
It took me
more than six days
to set the paper.
On the eve of exam,
the softcopy was missing:
Disappeared from my computer!
And
no
time to
set another
question paper.
A computer fault?
Or was it some foul play?
Panicked, I rang up my son,
who sorted it out rapidly.
He told me to download a program;
from his end started recovering file.
As if by magic, the doc slowly surfaced.
Thank God. And I could see in my son an angel!
***
One has a rallying spear
Other has a chomp to fear
But on the weekend to give gratitude
A Seminole and Gator won’t be showing any attitude
Cancelled is their rivalry match
Neither one will be the dinner catch
Gator meat
Sautéed and sweet
Will not be grilled by holiday heat
As for the Tribe
Known for the warrior horseback ride
Albert and Alberta will not have them in their clutches
Prescribing prosthetics and crutches
Due to a viral infection
Contagious and doesn’t hear the word rejection
Has ended this simple little thing
That is nothing more than a festive fling
After sailing down the Amazon department store river
Shopping with prime free delivery
Tight Izod shirts
Great gift for Seminole evenings filled with flirts
For the Gator’s heart
Nice handcrafted jewelry a nice giving season start
Maybe a medicine ball
Would be the stocking stuffer call
No game attending
School spirit must have some mending
Road trip to the fountain of youth
And seek some truth
Before the first semester grades hit the roof
It is the time when reality starts to show
Debating what the professor really does know
About the All American Academic Athletic show
Requested to be let go
Hopefully when final exam time arrives
This hash tag anti-social behavior drive
Will take a nose dive
Finding the answer
Just like they did for HIV positive and cancer
O’ good woman (3)
Where’s your head gone (4)
Rolling around in other men’s beds, huh? (7)
Look what I found (4)
Your baggage unbound (3)
Should I refold the linen wraps on the ground? (9)
Appease your lease (3)
Good woman, good grief (4)
Where did I go wrong? (5)
Your skin is weathered (4)
Browning and drowned (3)
Isn’t the floor quite cold down there? (7)
Forget me not (3)
Your mother’s wise whispers (4)
Surely she has prepared a house for you here? (9)
You are almost grown (4)
Full of bones (3)
Might your feet fall near? (5)
Fatherless and shy (3)
Teeth bittered and loose (4)
Tell me, does he listen to you? (7)
Don’t untie Yesterday’s shoes (4)
Let her walk (3)
If you ran bare wouldn’t they sit and stare? (9)
Bawdied and wet (3)
Chugging canines underneath us (4)
Are we lost in roots? (5)
Let us play there (4)
Before they barter (3)
For without tufts where can we sail? (7)
Lest we call (3)
Upon the one exalted (4)
Do you sleep with my prayers in your window? (9)
Perhaps on the streets (4)
Where you dream (3)
Which one hooded her hair? (5)
At some time you must have met one,
an academic gentleman.
Though once a whippersnapper,
he's cultured, suave and dapper,
That mustache of his so pert,
his eye for a pretty skirt.
and then his neat bow-tie
which makes the ladies sigh.
He has such a winning way.
He always says 'Good Day.'
They say his grading's fair,
and, these days, that's rare.
He has one nasty knack,
stabbing rivals in the back.
When he does someone wrong,
at least it's with aplomb.
Condemn his spite and bile?
Yes, but - oh. my - what style!
I’m not the brightest button in the box
and I do not have a first class degree,
I’m simply an easy going person
just committed to live life to the full
Some allude that I’m not a good poet ...
tough! I’m honing new skills as a writer,
I’ve made progress since I picked up my quill;
though Iambic writing’s all Greek to me!
Schooled through the university of life,
an academic I will never be,
please accept me with my numerous flaws -
a fledgling writer who’s spreading their wings
Something I am not Contest
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Mangrove Jack
He might attack
Always lurking
Never twerking
Twigs in his hair
His smell everywhere
Dirt under his nails
His creepiness prevails
Mangrove Jack
He will be back…
Speeches peaches,
Just like leeches,
Sucking my blood,
Sucking my nards,
It’s really hards,
Just like a rock,
They’re in my sock!