Best Stalk Poems
Einstein imagined chasing a beam of light
It was while walking through Bern he got that insight
Thinking in images in that beautiful place.
He pursued paradoxes and entwined time and space.
Niels Bohr paused a walk to draw circles with his cane
He muttered about quantum jumps but he wasn't insane.
In one walk he realized levels must be discrete:
Orbits quantize, then he continued down the street.
Barbara McClintock walked through fields of corn
She looked at the kernels and an idea was born.
She saw the pattern of a jumping gene:
Many walk in cornfields and miss what she had seen.
Feynman walked one night and got a new notion
that electrons travel in a strange kind of motion.
He imagined each particle trying every route:
and Quantum Mechanics took a reboot.
Alan Turing walked across meadows under a Cambridge sun
sometimes he'd walk sometimes he'd run.
He came up with the Universal Turing Machine:
It could compute any code a programmer could dream.
Michael Faraday walked by the Thames in a rhythmic pace.
He realized forces act in fields spanning space
River ripples looked to him like lines of force
Others walk by rivers without insights of course.
To Helmholz certainty came like a physical blow:
He realized energy can't be lost wherever it might go
he was walking in the Tiergarten in Berlin
a good place for ideas to flow from within.
Mandelbrot walked by clouds and trees
On the coast of Massachusetts he felt the sea breeze.
Saw fractal patterns at every scale
I've walked on coasts; my mind stays stale.
it seems that for some a walk brings insight
Like emerging from a tunnel and viewing the light.
Like a broad field of view that starts you to think
A falling into place where concepts link.
It can be in science, it can be a song
So go on a walk bring the fragments along.
It is grand that new worlds arise:
When you walk away from your desk under blue skies.
Limerick : Once a Great Doubter climbed Jack’s Bean Stalk
for the raped 5-year-old Indian girl next door
Once a Great Doubter climbed Jack’s Bean Stalk
Cried : « For what Crime 5-year-old was debauched ? »
He got no true hearing
Slid down no more doubting
Now stalks 4-year-olds on dark side-walk.
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013
Don’t let the worms touch the brittle petals,
Just blow them to my empty palms
As gentle dream. I can no longer settle
Be lonely as a leafless stalk.
And coltsfoot not roses,
Just coltsfoot surround me
And nothing comes close
As close as a dream comes.
It rains all over our roofs and our raincoats
And we might fall or wither away,
I long for the time,
for the night when the moth comes
But hope for a visit of an insect less gray.
And coltsfoot not roses,
Just coltsfoot surround me
And nothing comes close
As close as a dream comes.
I can not run from his history or dodge a best forgotten past,
I'm constantly reminded of his flings that did not last,
You can run but I've learned you can never hide....
I get swept into his embrace but pulled out by a historical tide
Oh you stalk of corn,
How withered you look now,
Stripped of honour and full of scorn
Oh you stalk!, now you bow,
you have remained standing only
as a provender for stalls and fodder
Once in full bloom, you were the
cynosure of the farmer
Paying homage to you regularly
giving you largesse
of herbicides' and fertilizers'
The delight of greenery, the envy of
weeds, the lusting of goats and sheep.
The stalk of corn of yore days.
Your peak outlast, your decline at last
Your grains harvested, gladdens the heart
of many wearied;
In dough's of pies, in puddings and porridge's.
The pangs of hunger you salvaged for man
and for beasts
Your seeds await your demise oh stalk
of corn,
To take your place in the vicious cycle
of life by the farmer
Oh corn stalk, you are bowed and
withered waiting for the set time.
Corn stalk, I salute you, take a bow
for now.
You have fulfilled purpose and destiny.
(written on 20/09/2016)
Turn up the lights
Fold up the bed
Turn up those voices
outside my head
Lay out for me
Feed me with lies
Just hold me up, your patron saint
Do matronize me
'Cause I can't make you stalk me
if you won't
You can't make your mind think something
it don't
Here in my light,
in these early hours
I will pick up my heart
and not feel your power
But I can't, no I won't
'Cause I can't make you stalk me,
when you don't.
I'll freeze my eyes,
then you won't see
The heart you don't feel
when you're not holding me
Evening will come
and you'll do what's wrong
Just give me till then
to give up this song
And you could give up our wrong
'Cause I can't make you love us
if you won't
You can't make your mind feel something
it don't
Here in our light,
in these late hours
I will pick up my heart
and I'll feel our power
But I can't, no I can't
'Cause I can't make you stalk peace,
when you don't.
My garden plots my demise
Haunts me like a living soul
The care I give is appreciated, yet expected
Each time I weed takes a toll
When it's time to prune
All hell breaks loose
The clods grow stones to throw and wound
The ears of corn hear all that I say
They stalk me, following every which way
The sly potatoes sprout eyes to spy
And the others sharpen their spears to slay.
As I sweat with tools through the rows and rows
I hear the whispered names they call
I know the slang they use , ( crying, "hoe!")
Meaning a loose woman and I'm appalled !
I’m gonna stalk you
Follow you around
And harass you
I’m gonna
Show up at your house
I’m gonna
Show up at your place of work
I can’t seem to get my mind
Off of you and your personality
I can’t seem to turn the other way
I want to love you
I want to hold you
I will make you mine
I won’t leave you alone
Until you are mine
You pulled us apart,
To try and bring you two together.
I’m not going to let you,
You aren’t going to make it.
Just shut up and stalk off.
He’s mine,
All mine.
And he always will be,
Because we’re getting married,
And there’s nothing you can do.
We’ll love each other for eternity.
So shut up and stalk off,
Just turn your back,
He’s claimed as mine.
So in your face,
You’re too late.
You can’t have your peace in this place.
Just shut up and stalk off.
A smile cracks my face
can you hear the joy?
Delight wreathes eyes
hidden from your view
fullness blossoms
because of you.
There’s a bounce in my step
can you see the joy?
Longing be not the villain
but the harbinger of delight
when unhidden from your sight.
Because of you
fullness blooms
on the winter stalk
golden forsythia flowers.
Following down the sidewalks
Watching from my backyard,
Everywhere I go, he stalks
Waiting to catch me off guard
Even in the safest places
My town, my school, my home,
The shape of his masked face is
Hiding wherever I may roam
Lock yourself into a closet
Behind dresses and blue jean,
Fight back and scream 'cause it
Is the night of Halloween
And, when fear is so unbridled
And helpful friends are not there,
Remember, everyone is entitled
To at least one good scare.
(Inspired by the film, 'Halloween', (1978)
Written: October 19th, 2022
Used rhymezone.com
In the darkness, I am shapeless.
Formless I slink through the gloom.
Witness, for a moment, death near.
Your breath is deep in its tomb.
In the darkness, you are helpless,
Senseless and fearful forlorn.
Blind to what’s within deep shade,
Displayed in expression adorned.
Your heart beats quicker in darkness,
Your hardness and will are undone.
Looking in shadows for demons;
The legions are really just one.
You fear the darkness around you.
Surrounding, smothering smoke.
Instead you should fear what’s in it.
Admit the terror evoked.
Opening eyes in the darkness,
Harmless is not what I am.
Staring you down from the corner;
No border halting advance.
The gleam of my eyes in darkness,
Its sharpness surprisingly bright,
Pierces your soul as you see them.
Flee, you cannot this midnight.
Fear feeding the fire inside;
Desire to feel the rush,
Of a mortem imposed on you,
And pursuing fresh bones to crush.
You stumble backward at my sight;
A wight from hell in the gloaming.
Fear thick in the air between us
Keen my senses are honing
In darkness I stalked
And forwards I walked
Out from the shadows
While seething
And seeking
The sweet rush of death
Stalking the weakest prey
Before you, your broken hopes lay
Praying that they will not stay
To haunt one more weakest day
Submissive in all your mistakes
Poison in us and among us
All around and inside us
against the wall, the window breaks
Far from grace and poise
Away from the ambiguous noise
Taking both sides, both parties
Never able to choose
Friends and stalkers of prey
For their deeds, someone must pay
At the ends and center, things start to fray
and insecurities are starting to play
Don’t stalk my territory again
Stealing my sleep
Making me cry in vain
Which under servitude you can no longer keep
Whether all the weapons on Earth you deploy
To cull your desire
To employ
Ruse, fuse or fire
In a bid to finish
My ambition
To diminish
The mission on which I embark with passion
To protect the territory
You thought subdued
With the armoury
No longer skewed
In the favour
Your demons mustered
In your endeavor
To get my destiny frustrated
In word and deed
Just because I demand you stay
Away from the territory creed
That leads you astray
As I defend what’s mine
Ordained from on high
Despite your loss of spine
That leaves you dry
As long as greed
Takes the best of your power of judgment
Indulging your misread
Of the situation that works to your detriment
Unless you desist
From hatching your evil plan
As you persist
In snatching my territory in concert with your clan.
Like a leaf stalk
Forever
I will hold
You-
My leaf blade.