Best Gibbs Poems
I am teetering at the brim of progress
The self I spend to be of worth
Is the same self that I had to earn
And to what end?
I ask,
At what fee?
The ones that stand down do so for free
And all that’s left is work for me
(Fr ,
PdV)
I hauled up, masochistic Sisyphus
All they did was balk
Scatter, Jack and Jill
Emptily talk
About how hard, how far
Never
I could not
And then for an instant I was on top
[King parenthetical]
They stood with their calculators
Screaming
But negative RTlnKeq ???
Kb T times ln W ???
Enthalpy minus T entropy,
Gives us the standard energy ???
I saw the people finally sap
It was halfway forward to halfway back
I felt something snap
And I fell unfathomably far
To a different bottom
A different problem
I stood intermediate at the foot of the unknown
Before a taller peak to dethrone
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Note: Gibbs Free Energy (delta G) is a thermodynamic parameter used to describe reactions and stability in chemistry. It is common to see a diagram of delta G vs. reaction progress. These free energy diagrams consist of continuous curves with peaks and troughs. The lower the energy, the more stable.
Unfortunately you have to have significant background knowledge in chemistry to understand every reference.
In case you wonder why time is past and keep going by
Since last we spoke again, it is my way to retain
Some pride of memory, not crumbling the mind's eye
Like old newspaper stained and littering the drain
I would still read your news don,t get me wrong, I'm sure
No history written now can blot that splendid brow
That nurtured me and cure the heart waves on its shore
Restlessly beating to the flow of what we did not know
Each morning fresh I came to your school to help tame
The brute in all the brats and me, we sang the rats
That took cheese and all, flame our love for life's game
Making a child that's contented so, a show of stats
A better man, a better woman held by reins of our letter
And figure in the dust of chalk, and your bright talk
Of praise each while unfetter my heart's invisible teeter
The sleeping genius that sparked and was embarked
Away from dusty floor to earn the prize of something more
And after all that circling we again return time dizzy
Washed out and beyond restore from chalk dreams galore
And you on the phone, a glee glints in wheezy memory
Not this my heart to endure, not this on the gritty shore
Still gold and fresh, and yet we with rasping breath
Did not even rip the oar full way. Silence loves you more
For all you gave than wet morns more than we forget.
good ol' gibbs
good ol’ staff sergeant calvin gibbs
(whose dick just wasn’t big enough at home,
who couldn’t make it bigger with a big truck or a large
stereo like the other boys),
tried to compensate for it by joining the military
& going to a foreign land,
in his case, afghanistan---
here he was able to parade his itty bitty wittle weiner around,
wagging the pip-squeak in front of defenseless civilians
at the head of a kill team who found it their mission to
tear up the head of those that they just killed, by the hair
so they could take photos with their freshly killed
civilians,
as if they had just caught a buck during hunting season---
mr. gibbs went one step further & clipped off fingers,
keeping them dried in a ziploc bag &
passing some of them out to his friends---
he is said to have had on his person,
leg bones & teeth as well.
this is what your tax dollars are funding, america
little small ***** boys
who need to prove
themselves to the world
by killing civilians in a country
that the empire has no place being in,
in order to collect fingers, leg bones & teeth
like some hollywood pig in a b-horror film.
think you’ll ever live to see the credits roll on this one?
Under the sun is the earth, a place for the good and the worst. Only to hurt to feel pain, only to live an stay sain, the mind is a weapon of choice, to live on earth with a voice. Only to speak the truth, living life drunk on the roof, my life is bullet proof, messed up for many reasons, my life bchange like for season. Only to remain on this planet, not to take life forgranted, sometimes I can't stand it, life like a rooten bandit, with a lot of bad habits. The rat race is my life, only to imbrace love from the sky, as a tear falls from my eye. Life is like a big surprise, only to live life for the sky, the horizon of the sun, brings out a lot of fun. Only this world can be confused, as this drug that I'm about to abuse, cause I feel like nothing to lose, this is the choice that I had to choose. The horizon of the sun, its just another day, some people live and prey, some people live to play. Up above lies the unknown, in in a zone hoping god can get me some.All alone that I have to be, with a disease that is killing me, only to a avoid not exploited was not inside, life of mad man with nothing to hide. Life is journey which road would you take, to be on the right road don't make a mistake.The horizon of the sun make feel good,only to breath life through journey.
It was only a shed
Leaning on the wind and your courage
But there always you fed
Each child with a special knowledge
Of the world and its art
Into them you poured your heart.
And I, barefooted child
Struggling to flower in the sun
Drawn to your shade so mild
Came with you, built on what you began
And day after day we
Labored to a calling more than duty.
I came to teach the tots
And found seeds of all ages there
In stony soil and rusty pots
And I followed you to make them bear
Fruits uncommon to their lot
And found me sprouting in a pot.
It was your hand, your love
Your wisdom of kindness that rescued me
Pushed me to make my move
Along the path that shun despondency
And that day when the board
Lit up with my name, I saw your pride restored
Those thirteen JSC subjects
Was this a beginning of the times
For gold its light deflects
And the sweetest bell that chimes
Repeats the song that brims
The heart of love secret whims.
So always I serve still
The same constituents you taught
But unsatisfied till
My desire in your presence is caught
That may say thank you dear
For empowering me to rise above the fear.