Of eleven children he was the first
and from an early age
for research had a thirst
his love of dogs was no surprise
highly regarded
he received the Nobel Prize
altho' no longer around
of all those that ever were
I clearly like the sound
as with food it goes so well
and if nothing else
the name 'Pavlov' rings a bell
D o
N otation
A ggregation
V irology
I ntruiging
R rescearch
O pening
L itmus
O n
G ene
Y eild
L eading
U niversity
C onceptualiser
M aking
O bservatation
N arrating
T transmission
A ctually
G rappling
I ntensivly
N ew
E ra
R researcher
They moved like dawn through shadowed years,
With quiet hands and blazing hearts,
Their dreams outshone the weight of fears,
They rewrote fate in fractured parts.
Marie lit atoms' trembling core,
Her lantern glowed through science' veil;
While Rosa sat and shook the war
Of silence—made the strong rails pale.
Malala, bright with sharpened pen,
Still sings where tyrants silence books;
Jane healed the lives of chimp and den,
With patient heart and watching looks.
Ada wove numbers into flight,
A code that danced before the light—
They rose like stars from time's deep sea,
And left a map for you and me.
Noble : Nobel
Rare chance to win Nobel Prize !
Who can surmise
to win Nobel twice ? Grand Surprise !
Proved by Unique Persona : Perfect - Precise !
Noblest Scientist Madam Curie : World realised.
This is insane. This is unheard of a president
Behaving like that. Yes, he deserves a prize
It's a great honor to lead a country this size
Be happy, pragmatic and wait if by accident
You will be honored. You are no Dr. M.L. King
The Nobel Peace Prize is about being humble
It is not about acting like a wrestler in the ring
It is not about being a jerk to rumble and crumble
It is about respect, uniting people of different background
It is not about making noise and galloping on the playground
Mother Theresa got a Peace Prize and she deserved it
President Jimmy Carter got one and he earned it
I can go on and on. One never knows. Wait for your turn
Nobody knows about tomorrow. You'll get one in Saturn.
Copyright © April 2018, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several books of poetry.
Before me sight I Halting Dump
And I need to over it jump.
If my zeal be crushed into powder,
You wouldn’t see a face prouder.
Just asking that you retain The Lamp
That makes A Champ of An Agreed Tramp;
A firm will gives one to start chasing
After what Life holds in its casing.
Three years back uploaded not a verse
And the picture now a sweet reverse;
What if I’d lost to The Tightening;
Last air suck in face whitening?
Troublesome corpse after interment,
Quarrelsome Grave of heard rude comment,
The sky causing to be cloudier,
Disorganized systems rowdier…
Poetry Soup: second to just Nobel!
Why should I care if others rebel?
Syrup for your cough
Before it gets rough
And you judge life 'Rough',
To the next man gruff...
For your cough:syrup
And it shall shut up!
You to again sup
And drink from glad cup
Repeat I: syrup
What shall you cheer up
Air tract decongest
Its blocked East and West...
And Septrin don't miss
Recommended kiss
For faster release
From choking unease
So says specialist
On Nobel cough list.
Grand Citations of The Still Sober
In Neared Radios of Fresh October
And one had in mind a Graham Greene
But - Lo! - Some Newly Discovered Being:
“Greene had a bit got sensational,
His rejection not intentional.
Next, Some Writer with Proverbial Gun
But-Sorry-Rubber Bullets of Fun
A Gordimer Admirer piteous
But to Nobel “Pharisee-Righteous”
And therefore, should not cross The Gate
At its Precincts continue to wait…
A Rock Musician surprised by it:
He hadn’t realized The Candle lit:
Said to have delayed Letter of Thanks,
Afraid of Enemies’ Armored Tanks!
But his had been Years of Passion
What he did poetically fashion.
Churchill for “Speeches that fought Hitler”
How dare you hold such effort littler?
Pleasantest Surprise: Albert Camus?
With Dagger-Point Sentences he slew;
Calculate it: at just Forty Four
Clarity had him pushed to The Fore…
Nobel Prizes don’t aim to surprise
But might keep coming as A Surprise!
Aww! release the narrative
Those spoken words
Spit out those letters
Woven into the words
Take heed to the sounds
Those sounds they say
They serve comply to the letters
Speak up confetti
Noble words
Eating alphabet soup
Rally together paraphrase
Question tween; forming letters of words
Phrases all together these are special words~
1/28/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022
This letter arrived this morning..
"Dear Sir, it is with great honour to inform you
That with the perspicuity of realistic narrative art
And the diversity and universality of myth
Your work illuminates the human condition in the world of today
You have therefore been awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature
Cheers, you're the man."
What audacity
To disturb this idiosyncratic taste bubble
This stun and cut bluestocking
My 35 second play
My mango tango d drops
My surgical quality
I ain't getting on a horizontal float wheel
Stockholm can screw themselves
When reprobate blackguards are inferring
I'll stay here
If there's a need for shooting to start
I'll start shooting
Fun bags and polluted cities
Round off my morning, honey
Time for a tea
Medieval queens used to drink pints
I'll 'ave two for breakfast
I am not for sale Stockholm
Captain Hook went to Eton
I've got my bachelors
Leave this knack mental giant alone by-blows
The difference of works within budget
on works realized is a buffet
no higher math could explain
efforts to explain thus vain
Nobel Prize To whom made this gadget !
With the brain, body and behaviour
Of a young boy,
I was standing in a hollow hall,
Continuously staring the art
Of a young artist in free verse,
On the front wall.
Finding the same category
Between us,
I said, “Hi”
And suddenly
All walls replied back.
Is it any sci-fi?
I discovered
That walls have tongue
Not only an ear.
They can also speak,
As they
Can hear.
I discovered a lot more things
And started waiting
For noble prize,
But when I reached
Higher grades
Books said, “Surprise”
All the prizes
Of my discoveries
Were already given away,
And now I am discovering
That what discoveries
Are not done until today.
Freely forming metrical mainstays
poetic occasion to phrase
the fairer and gentler sex,
thus the following turns of phrase
to bestow acknowledgement
regarding wonderful wise ways
of collective she who assays
to create safe/secure home/ hearth
as bedrock and fount of ample
maternal duties tiredly sashays
with keeping house receiving praise
the second Sunday each May, her
tired body sprawled on chaise
lounge, perhaps basking in solar rays
communing with Gaia, who whiz
bruiting with sky goddess
defying forecasters prediction, no slate grays
pose dampening effect on huzzahs
regaling torchbearer diploid as amaze
zing newlife, where loving labor pays
more than fine spun gold cherishing
offspring in her nurturing ways.
Paean dutiful daily deference, I dole
ensconced with pineapple getup
surfing the cyber sea, this hyperbowl
lee, yet deserved dignity deifying dames,
who bear brunt whole
ding potent biological reproductive role
de facto duty honorably decreed
tribute paid despite commercialized
money making hyped up rigamarole,
nonetheless yours truly accentuates sole
sans, progenitor of human race
saddled with disproportionate/ unfair toll.
To President Trump a special thanks :
for pulling old glory from Syria's chemical maze
for bringing rocket man to the negotiation table
perhaps making the 38th parallel just a little more stable.
Thanks for fighting for all the babies embattled in the womb
for pulling peace, through strength, out of its iron tomb
for sealing Uncle Sam's piggy bank to a number of terrorist nations
who've threatened us for decades with nuclear annihilation.
Thanks for signing into law long awaited prison reform
so, a balanced scale of justice will become the blessed norm.
Though they call you cold hearted and bold font your many flaws
they never mention the giant door and welcome mat in the center of your wall.
But in the meantime you need to shut down that big pie hole
because all this childish drama is getting a little old!
NOBEL PRIZE WINNER?
Nasal, sand paper gritty voice.
Why did he win the poetry Nobel?
“The answer my friend” may be
“blowin’ in the wind.”
What were the Swedes thinking
when they voted, what were they on?.
Probably sat around
saying
“everybody must get stoned.”
Some probably opposed the vote
How could it be unanimous?
The yeas said “don’t stand in the
doorway, don’t block up the hall.”
The chair tried to contact this
great man of counterculture
poetry. No response. The notice
on his website taken down.
Surly, snarling, reclusive.
His thought might have been
“Go away from my window……
I’m not the one you need.”
Will he come to Stockholm?
Will he stay hidden?
Perhaps we should ask
Quinn the mighty Eskimo.
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