Best Doctorate Poems

How could you get old, Daddy?
That's not supposed to happen
I'm your little girl
I can't see the stooped shoulders
I can't see the ravages of time, Daddy
Please...

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I am a white, middle class, American male; raised in a white, middle class American home.  I would not say that my upbringing included...

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An English Life

It is midnight the Milk train pulls into darnall station
No ordinary passengers here
Steelworkers with their families
Loaded with fishing tackle, sandwiches and maggots
The Fossdyke...

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The Children of Aquarius 
Are a great delight
They are quick and nimble thinkers
And their minds are all alight

They have knowledge at their fingertips
They have everything...

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I started to read at the age of three
and know all the winners on Jeopardy
have posters of Einstein all over my walls
the theory of relativity...

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He was an ancient warrior from times of old 
back in the days when the sun was new 
and the stars at night were brilliant...

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On 11-28-2015, Hurricane Ben, slammed off the shores of Sydney Australia,
Its tremendous waves beaching the second largest shark in the world today,
Colossus, killing him on...

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    "A David for David"



investigated strange events from week to week
paranormal phenomena brought great fear
science fiction challenges while theories peak
as Fox Mulder,...

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To My Brother on His Birthday

You’ve been to me a brother and a friend
A great support and comfort through the years
The sadness of my life...

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Clinton's Inauguration 1993

You were so beautiful, Maya
Standing in front of the
President and the First Lady


I didn’t really understand
Your Pulse Of Morning 
Presidential inauguration poem
I kind...

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Outside my dorm window, the snow began to fall;
Everybody had gone home, but I didn’t have a car.
Christmas break started yesterday, they’re gonna throw me...

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Les Protecteurs – Translation of Oodgeroo Noonuccal’s “The Protectors” by T. Wignesan

(Note: Oodgeroo never claimed to write poetry à la manière des poètes occidentaux; she...

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I am a genius
I must profess
I have a Doctorate in bundling
And one in making my life a mess.

Everything I turn my hand to
My efforts soon...

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I question my own interplay of psychology and political science.
Does this too facilely root analogy within ecology of climate health v pathology?

Intersections of sociology and...

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she now knows love
love, not a lifeless thing
that she used to talk about those days
while carrying a backpack
full of books and binders

a mustang she wanted...

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