Genes Poems

Genes And Aging

There is a hush inside the bone,
A silver thread the stars have known,
It winds within the blood’s slow stream
And carries time like drifting dream.

The lilacs bloom, then fade to dust,
The hands grow soft, then stiff with rust,
And all the while, the silent spark
Dims gently in the growing dark.

It is not sorrow, not regret,
But something deeper,

Shallow End Of The Pool

When handed a stuffed pullet
looks like a stunned mullet
should I turn surly
in high dudgeon
please don't bludgeon
this old curmudgeon
and not to be outdone
altho' I am an only son
blame my parents
by all means
as I'm the result
of their poor genes
which run the gamut
of the spectrum
but I don't care one bit
not a jot nor give a sh*t
more politely put
I

Bad Genes

My third wife is angry now, she knows that I cheated.
But I like life on the edge, so I told her to pack up and beat it.
Then I walked in Santa Monica, a man was lying in the path
He was in obvious pain, but I gave a nasty laugh

I passed a new store with an

Absolute Minimum

Absolute Minimum

f has an absolute minimum
at x=a if f(a) < f(x)
for all x in the domain of f
the y value f(a) is the
absolute value of f

I have absolutely no clue
what all this means
because math is not in my genes

ALCOHOL IS IN OUR GENES

It would seem that our early ancestors 
Foraged afar to find the freshest fruit   
But sometimes they would have to eat windfalls 
That were covered with that white fungal fur  
Which made the windfall fruit start to ferment  
And making alcohol from the sugars. 

Was this fermented fruit more popular, 
Perhaps

What is Biochemistry?

Biochemistry—the chemistry of life’s design,
Where molecules dance, interlink, and align,
A bridge between cells, atoms, and earth,
Defining each process, from death to birth.
From cells to tissues, to systems whole,
Biochemistry reveals life’s molecular role.

Atoms join with bonds of varied might—
Covalent, ionic, in complex rite.
Molecular structures, their shapes decide,
How functions emerge and systems collide.
Water, polar and bound by

Having Good Genes

Mom is beautiful
Daughters are beautiful too
Rhythm runs through veins.

HE SPREADS THE GENES

Drooping petals of ermine white 
mark end of winter days.
Then there follows the purple bright
of first saffron displays.

Our world of dismal grey departs
as comes the colour show
to raise the spirit of our hearts
by bringing warming glow.

Now ends the long hibernation.
Small mammals once more feed. 
Birds returning from migration
are pairing up to breed.

And soon comes rising

Sensitivity, It's In the Genes

More lamenting from that "Mediclueless" hypochondriac...

Sensitivity, sensitivity,
I've got it in spades, head to toe.
I'm sure my sensitivity's passed down genetically
From ancestors long, long ago.

It's the epitome of exquisite agony,
And I suffer it more than my due.
Or could be I'm the progeny of poetic pedigree,
Which might explain why I'm sensitive, too.

Sensitive toenails, sensitive fingertips,
Sensitive arches of

Genes Futility

Gene futility

 How can we look at a child and kill it, by using “it”
we have distanced ourselves from the child they are no longer
unique, but just an expendable extension of us.
The intense love we have for a lost child is the grief
of our own demise…it is the only proof we ever lived
the loss of

Anthroscenic Genes

My matriarchal genetic line
of narrative
not quite sublime
resonantly erupts
regeneratively abrupt

Loves repeating
robustly carnal wisdom's long
drawn out song

Continuously unabated
with unconditional
transgenerational regard
something emerging more positively
than simply not not hated

Unlike our discontinuous patriarchal lines
drawn win/lose competitively
dominating lies
across sandy soils, now quaking
under shaking stubborn feet
awaking.

Where Mom will wake
each morn to greet
this life feels glad
to peacefully repeat

While Dad will scowl,
invoke defeat
his love

Longevity

Have I been given longevity for a special reason?
Is there something this old man still must do?
 
          Or, am I the product of good ancestry and genes?
          When I discover the answer, I’ll share it with

Charming Patterns

My family is like a quilt
Full of beautiful patterns no one fears
Or feels guilt for passing down
Like the way one frowns or smiles

Charming patterns in most everything
his cheery fast speech hogs conversation
just like grandpa Jones no hesitation in opinion
The brown tan from sun also causing 
Blond streak in her hair so telling
Of our melting pot

Nature At Its Darwinian Best

Dare challenge me? 
Then be my guest …

The stags enter into a jousting quest,
No time now for antlers to rest,
The challenger locks his horny crest,
With focused stare and forceful zest,
A testosterone and power fest,
Nature at its Darwinian best.

Into the gene-pool 
He wished to invest,
Can he suceed,
Survive this test?

In Your Genes

A teenager goes to the dance
All swelled up with hopes of a chance
Makes an advance
Gets in her pants
Looks around for a new romance

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