Long Graduate Poems
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I stand as a teacher, distinct and apart
A beacon of passion, with a zealous heart
My craft, a calling, that fuels my every fire
I will not be deceived, my rewards, I must acquire
In this life, I demand respect, a right I hold dear
My authority, unshakeable, my will, crystal clear
I am the trainer of trainers, the mentor of the land
My expertise, unparalleled, my knowledge, at your command
I am a teacher by choice, not circumstance or fate
My profession, a noble pursuit, that I create and relate
I upgrade daily, in my craft and art
A master of my domain, a leader, in every part
You dare not look down on me, with disdain or scorn
For I have taught your parents, and those who came before
If you would rise above me, you must first show respect
For the teacher, who has paved the way, and corrected
I'm a 68 year aged
ecofeminist Taoist,
Yin Unitarian and Yang Universalist
in a bicameral
dipolar co-arising
Left/Right-UnWinged EarthCentric kind of way
Where "permacultural"
presumes death
and resumes life,
both multiculturally held together
in win/win organically optimized resilience
Depolarizing,
restorative Green EarthJustice
and eco-resonant interfaith green peace
through co-passionate communication
Which was an undergraduate fascination for me
before moving on to graduate work
in public economic health administration
and, before that,
in seminary,
theologically reflecting on multicultural themes
in neuro-sensory experiences
memories
liturgies
images
icons of AnthroCentric Divinity;
A self-righteously chosen Humane Species
with a long patriarchal
predative history
of inhumane hegemony
Inspired by erupting dominance
of left-brain deductions,
either/or fundamentalistic reductions
of right-brain intuitive inductions,
both/and feelings of ambiguity
between strength of ego-political democracy
and flow of ecological interdependence,
between ego's identity
and our win/win ecosystemic habitats
through resonant multicultural wealth
So my own healthy future
feels most likely
while swinging back and forth
in my boundary zone hammock
on my back screened porch
on this dark yet moonlit autumn evening
Appreciating an indigenous-spirited warmth
light breezed watching for stars of light
emerging through backlit clouds
from WestWind future regenerations
of Zero/One
Yin/Yang dipolar co-arising
inside/outside
Back and forth
across bilateral time-centering space
on sacred
cooperative
eco-enormous richness
in this life and death
in-between ungraduated place.
It’s hard to say the last time that I felt this way.
These feelings have come up once or twice in my life.
I believe that the last time was on my wedding day.
I was so nervous about getting married to my wife.
I got this funny tingling in the middle of my heart.
It was telling me something great was about to begin.
I knew at that moment that we would never be apart.
There would be no challenge together we couldn’t win.
The first time I felt this tingling, I was only seven.
I had a crush on a girl from the moment we met.
We were in second grade and her name was Catherine.
She was a black kitten for Halloween; I’ll never forget.
I remember the second time that I felt like this.
It was May of 1990, and I was about to graduate.
Most of my family was there, but two were amiss.
My grandpa and great-grandma couldn’t make that date.
I know that they were watching proudly from above,
But I still wanted to look out and see them there.
By far, the thing that I’m certainly most proud of
Is that my family has always showed that they care.
So, here I am now about to have my first child,
And my family is here waiting with teary eyes.
I realize now what this tingling is, it’s so wild.
The feelings are my family; I call them my Flutterbies.
The optimal life is simple for girls, one pregnancy a year, from puberty,
living with parents and leaving the burden on their tired shoulders,
assuming twins or triplets, you reach a dozen children by college.
Graduate in three years, practicing programming with intensity and zeal,
secure a job at a major tech company, the dream of every heart.
Then transition to become a man, the moment carefully chosen,
transition after being hired, but before actually starting work.
Very important to respect the order, take the signing bonus and a house in Dubai,
where children and nannies find their place, a refuge from the world's chaos.
After two years, seek remote work, transfer the job to the firstborn,
other children watch and learn, all work when they reach the optimal coding age.
After five years, you have twelve experienced programmers and three million in savings,
the world expects you to create a startup, your children to be the dreamed workforce.
No, you're a nonconformist, buy a commercial barge with a maritime loan,
with three million down payment, a solid fifteen-million barge with included housing.
Children continue to work remotely through Starlink, forming a rationalist fleet,
you smuggle oil for Russia, across seas and oceans, under the distant sky.
On your thirtieth birthday, you "die" at sea, grandchildren cry, a performance worthy of the stage,
FBI closes its investigation, the curtain falls on your unforgettable story.
David started playing table tennis,
At the age of ten in his local club,
Where his dad worked as a coach,
And where his brother played him.
He was born with a bone disorder,
Rare Multiple Epiphyseal Dysplasia,
And is a graduate of Sheffield Uni,
In Biological Chemistry medical.
He attended Beijing and London,
And won many medals in 2014,
In Italy, Slovenia and Slovakia,
And in Romania 2015 gold, silver.
Then the Euros in Vejle, Denmark,
And David won singles and team,
Bronze, and then in Lignano 2016,
David won bronze and team silver.
In Rio he made the quarter finals,
And was born in Torpoint, Cornwall,
Just before Christmas time in 1989 -
He lives and he trains in Sheffield.
Year Twenty Twenty-Four,
they will choose one,
within a special group-
right now, just twelve;
another five in training, wrapped this year,*
will graduate as women astronauts.
These novel astronauts
are moonwalkers-
twelve of some thirty-eight are brave women.
Whoever thought,
way back in 'sixty-nine,
a female would set foot upon the Moon!
So, NASA's Astronaut Corps
set its goal- and not too long from now,
this will be true!
She'll wave to us,
leave footprints on the Moon
as done by men
so many years ago.
How proud we'll be
to see her standing there-
"a giant leap for man"-
now woman too!
February 23, 2020
~2nd Place~
Contest: Tribute To Women
Sponsor: Beata Augustin
Judged 04/22/2022
*2019
Ref: https://www.space.com/who-will-be-first-woman-on-moon.html
Falling in love with my dream woman
When I was a young man
I dreamt of meeting a woman
For eight years she haunted my dreams
Then I met her in Korea
Where I was teaching
For the U.S. army
After finishing the peace corps
I had a choice
Follow my heart
Seize the moment
Be with her
Or leave Korea
Within a month
To go to graduate school
I decided to postpone
My graduate school
For one year
Got a deferred admission
And joined the woman
Of my dreams
Thinking back
I had no real choice
But I chose to walk
The path of life
With my dream girl
And that has made
All the difference
In the world
Mathematics used to be called Arithmetic.
I was the last one to know they had renamed it.
I was in sixth grade, and furious when I discovered no one had told me.
Addition. Okay. No problem.
Subtraction. A bit trickier, more of a stretch, but doable.
Multiplication. For some reason, I adored it!
And word problems. Oh ,yes, more please! Loved them.
Division. Not so excited; they took too long and remainders seemed dumb.
Pre-algebra. X plus three equals 5. Okay, that one’s easy but then you
add all those parenthesis and more and more letters, and it gets crazy.
Geometry was a foreign language I simply did not want to ever see again.
I did not understand any of it, and would like to never speak of it again.
Statistics. I had to pass it to graduate with my degree. Just choke me now.
And choke me hard enough that I do not have to do it tomorrow.
I knew I would never use it, and guess what? I never have.
An overachieving college student
with lofty ambitions.
Her education is finally over,
a completion of a complicated puzzle.
A summa cum laude graduate
with two doctorate degrees under her belt.
The sky's the limit, yet she struggles
to decide which fork in the road to take
She stands with her arms akimbo
on the cusp of destiny.
As her eyes search the infinte stars
in the sky, she's wondering "Now what?"
Crossroads Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Silent One (Winner: 3rd Place)
Date written and posted: 09/20/2019
Mishari Rashid Al Afasy - Rahman - Lyrics & English Translation ?
By Miss Aliza Kashmala Kiran.
Mishari Rashid Al Afasy – Rahman
Rahman means Our Most Merciful Maker The only Allah AlMighty.
Rahman Ya Rahman
Syaidni Ya Rahman
Israh shadri Quran
Imla’ Qalbi Quran
Wasqih hayati Quran
Lillah Lillah
Yahfu’ Amali Lillah
Walil hifdz Kitabillah
Min Awaliy Bismlillah
Lil Khatmi Walir Ridwan
Ya Nur Ya Nur
Ya Muhkamu Ya Tanzil
Li Muhammad’an Jibril
Mir Rabbil Arsyidlil
Lil alamil Wal Insan
Takbir Takbir (Allahu Akbar)
Lilhafidh wahwa Shagyhir
Wadda' ul alayin Qarir
Yahmil Fadjraan Liyunir
Bitilawahtil Akhwan
Allah Allah
Allahummaj ma’ana
Bikitabika wan faa’na
Waj’al hulana hisna
Wahudana abadanuw ama
Rahman Oh Rahman (the Most Merciful)
Aid me Oh Merciful.
Fill my heart with love of the Holy Quran and true Hadis(Saying of Holy Prophet Peace Be Upon Him).
Open my heart to absorb the true saying of Holy Quran
And pour the Quran in my life.
For Allah, For Allah
My desire for Allah is passionate
So i can learn the book of Allah
Start with Bismillah (In the name of Allah)
For the closure (of the Holy Quran) and his approval.
Oh Nur oh Nur (oh light, oh light)
Oh Holy Quran you descended to the graduate,
Onto Muhammad SAW by Jibril A.s,
Guided by the Lord of the Throne
For man and all that exists.
Takbir, Takbir (Allah is the Greatest, Allah is the Greatest).
For the one while young who learnt the Holy Quran.
The eyes illuminate with serenity & content
Bearing the light of the Fajr (dawn) shining,
And the universe enriched the recitation.
Allah Allah gather us together by your Holy book Al Quran.
And make it beneficent for all creatures of Allah AlMighty.
Make it our fortress.
Our tranquility & our eternal guide.
By Miss Aliza Kashmala Kiran.