Best Geologist Poems

Geologist Philips

      Here lies Geologist Philips in mirth
      exploring Earth under Earth.


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SPEECH      IMPEDIMENT     JOB-SEEKER


An  aged  respondent  called  Smith
Answered the  newspaper  job-list...

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SUPER  HERO

          Owned non parallel competence
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A drought ridden land
And miles and miles yet to go
Into uncertainty

A dream lost in desert sands
All tracks of existance wiped out

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Ein ausgedörrtes Land
Und noch Meile...

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Grass growth in the cove
			 where Larry's boat sat 
			 years after Larry’s ash
			 whirled with rocks in space
			 daunts the pickerel:
			 silently galloping glut
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Tainted Oilman Hayward, geologist-in-chief
Oddly opined amidst deep misery and grief 

He said the oil spill would have a modest impact
Did not want the “small people”...

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The realtor ushered us up the cracked sidewalk,
Paint peeling from the clapboards
Revealed a rainbow of colors in the cracks.
Like a geologist who looks at canyon...

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Geology, the science of the earth,
elucidates the intricacies of the creation
of the continents and the oceans,
explores the complex make-up
of the deep interior and the lofty...

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GEOLOGICAL    HUMOUR


A   geologist respondent  called  Smith

Answered the  newspaper  job-list  herewith

“Man wanted as a  field...

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Their petals feel like velvet
And they prance down a line
Looking like miniature bells
Foxgloves, beautiful foxgloves!

I hide in their meadow
Hoping to never be discovered
Others can do...

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WITH REGARDS

          We have a common platform to perform 
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Travelling along the time-carved corridor of life
I filled the brimming bucket with buds of wishes,
some withered, didn’t descry the dawn of the day,
some bloomed, pleased...

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Carol Ellen’s love of granite will turn her into a fulfilled geologist.
Tim’s fascination with stem cells will help him be a fantastic biologist.
Me, myself, I...

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A bore hole of fantasy once you dig deep in your mind

					Ennui converts into Feng Shui

All you need is a dustpan and brush to sift...

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I grew wings before
I stood.

I learned everything I could
and remembered nothing.

instead of leaning in.
I hung out

I made a wrong turn 
for the right reason.

I looked...

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