A quick study
fast learner
knowledge gainer
page-turner
info. retainer
midnight lube burner
all at sea
in a world of turmoil
choosing my words carefully
pouring oil on turbulent waters
a salve to soothe the sorry soul
picking only those
which carry weight
reset the balance
and the sentiment I wish to state
losing myself in the still point
of my poetry
it's there where I find
sweet sanctuary
Owl was unsure what makes fiber optics light up
He pushed back his supper, refusing to sup
I am not going to eat food or drink anything he said
Until I have the answer, lying safely in my head.
He read about quantum physics, and bioluminescent plants
Those reference books will not help him said his much wiser aunts,
They put electricity books in front of him, and arranged them pretty.
He read them all too, but then switched to San Francisco and New York City.
I don’t think he cares about fiber optics, he just likes to learn things.
His mother and father agreed, as he switched to books about kings.
He was reading about steam engines, power tools and other stuff.
Owl is a self-taught lifelong learner, and this is no guff!
1st Place Contest Winner
A learner journey is never done,
For there are always needs to be won.
And the learner needs to repeat the lesson
But the soul of the learner always questions.
Learners wish success in the avid span of insight.
Reaching for stars, they let curiosity flow delight.
I feared taking my first step, but I had to prepare.
I fell, yet I rose to protect my image and bear.
With every stage, I improved my score.
My expertise and skills started to soar.
I met some pals and learned from each other.
And finally, I became a teacher and discover.
It's not always obvious to understand.
It may be swirls and turns beyond command.
I'm still learning, even as I reach incredibly high
Through wins and trials, that illuminates the sky.
Written: June 09, 2023
Phrases Used:
1. And the learner needs to repeat the lesson
6. that illuminates the sky
Random Phrases Contest Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Miranda Hawley
Learner Surfer
I am training myself to surfboard
Practicing on my ironing board
For I'm no loser
And the best mover
Shall win a trophy surfer award.
So I've ironed my best underwear
My motto is to always prepare
If I have a fall
I will not bare all
And my assets won't feel whiffs of air.
+*+*
18th July 2022
Limerick Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Lisa YY
I am an obsessive learner, which drives me
frantically and in a frenzied way
and often
Cartooning is something I cannot stop doing
Painting is fairly new for me
I started with my first canvas five years ago.
My living room holds eighty canvases, all painted by me.
I love neon paints, so I have black lights in
three rooms, which are covered with wall to wall
paintings all done by me.
Poetry is something I thought I would try about three
years ago. I have written over nine thousand poems in
that time, and published them online on two poetry sites.
I am an obsessive learner. Driven in frenzied, until I am done.
When I am done, I am done.
Not another cartoon, poem or painting.
No idea why.
Servings for four
which were given to eight
Sent you to bed half-hungry,
and woke you up half-late
Then going to school
without a brown bag
Had your eyes glazed,
gazing at doughnuts
through the bakery glass
Yeah, going to school
without a brown bag
Had your young mind drifting,
dreaming of chow
while dozing off in class
A half-empty stomach
doesn't help you learn fast
Lunchtime is approaching,
finally something to eat at last
But having only one good meal a day,
strangely, will help you out later in life
Teaches you how to do without food,
no need for a spoon, fork or knife
You will have been conditioned to fast,
feeding your belly becomes a low pri-o
And at night, there's no need to ask
how far can a half-filled plate go
The angry learner chef
A discerning chap
Leers at how he's going to cook
That special meal he likes
In which pot shall he make his Asian delight
No one goes near
When he's about to take a turn
Stay calm little chef!
It's only an onion
It won't make you cry
If handle it properly
Make no mistake
We'll Stand well back and instruct
Even applause when you've made your dish!
Amen.
In thee life
You had brought down your enemies,
With the sharp, pointy knife,
That you'd be wonder all the centuries.
In thee life,
You'd be there to learn the way,
Or die trying,
You'll somehow learn a day.
In thee life,
You'll see;
What life has taught you to be,
A malarkey laddie,
Whose never stop trying.
In thee life,
You're always a learner,
Don't stop and Fyffe,
as it won't help you become a Philosopher.
sage (is) acumen,
a life force calms = meaningful;
wisdom (is) the idiom.
__________________________|
Scribe January 9, 2015!
I have never been to school;
And people call me a fool,
I didn't know how to read and write;
So people call me the dumbest mite.
They said I'm good in asking food;
But I never done anything good,
So I asked, how will I know what is good?
If you never teach me how to do good?
They laugh at me and call me crazy;
Then they shout at me to go away,
They don't let me stay even just for a minute;
They pushed me away, until in the ground I hit.
Then, one day somewhere, I met someone;
She's so kind and a lighthearted one,
She never call me fool, dumb or crazy;
But she call me sweetie, dear or honey.
She taught me how to read and write;
She taught me what is wrong and right,
The good and bad, the mistakes and correct;
Lie from truth, now I can differentiate.
Now I can spell my name correctly;
I can count my fingers so clearly,
I can spell the FOOL, DUMB and CRAZY;
And know one person who's good to me.
Do you know what's the best lesson I learned?
Is that knowledge is the best weapon and shield,
It can be the most cruel and proud armory;
But can be the most gentle and priceless property.
just a learner
In life I don't worry
But only live to the best of
My ability through
The connection of nature
In life I don't worry
Because I learn to
Understand
That nothing last forever
Apart from legacy
In life I don't worry
For I understand the power of
Virtue and tomorrow never fails
Me when am patience
In life I don't worry
For I know that illusion is only
But for a while
In life I don't worry
For I know after the dark night
There is always a new day
In life I don't worry
For I know Tomorrow
Is never promised
In life I don't worry
For I know despite
All I do
All I am
All I know
Yet am not perfect
Cos I don't know
It all and
On this note
Till the end am
just a learner
Pity me not because the moon is on wane
Remember when was full lighting the night
Pity me not for thinnning of dark blonde mane
That has gone from beauty to cotton light
Pity me not for energy deplete
Now time to snuggle between warm soft sheets
What's lacking in energy gain in sleep
With love beside me snoring to same beat
With love he continues to look on me
Even though my moon is waning this eve
Brown eyes adore me_ his love only sees
Girl of seventeen with green eyes__ naive
Pity me for my slow learning of life
Where in places my gifts could have stopped strife
He sits silently
listening to what
the economic teacher
says
They talk about
monopolics and
public pressure
He looks interested
As he fiddles with
the black-inked pen
in his hand
I can see he
wants to learn
everything he can.
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