School Science Poems | Examples
These School Science poems are examples of Science poems about School. These are the best examples of Science School poems written by international poets.
This morning we jogged early
I was back in my flat by six-thirty
From my tenth floor view of the Charles River basin,
The morning was incandescently flushed by the peach-colored sun.
The transparent clouds seemed stylistically stained, artfully workshopped,
which offered a softened, Tiffany glass effect wholly worthy of worship.
I can’t stop to admire it. I’m jamming things into suitcases.
Cramming things into boxes, giving things away.
I had a second interview Monday afternoon, for Johns Hopkins med school. They put the question to me:
“The semester starts in 18 days - can you do that?”
“Yes,” I replied, and just like that, I'm a Blue Jay.
Of course, I had to withdraw from the masters program but Harvard gave me a full (95K) refund - I think they’re more excited about my med school admission than I am.
I’m not afraid of discordant notes.
They change the landscape.
Take us to new emotional places.
Any major work is going to have them.
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A song for this:
Hang on Little Tomato by Pink Martini
It's Amazing by Jem
Seven grandchildren, each studying their own science courses
I understand some of them, but am fuzzy about the other sources
astrology is being studied by Ellen, yes astrology
I think of her when I look into the sky; it interests me
Geology makes sense for Brian, he has collected rocks since five
But cryptology for Landon does not make sense or jive
He was never one to keep a confidence or demand privacy of any kind.
Biology makes sense for Dorothy, she has a plant-producing mind.
Drake who adores animals is going into thematic zoology
An herbalist, Jackie is studying of course, herbology
What about psychology? I ask, this was my study of choice.
No, I’m going into glossology, said my sassy granddaughter, Joyce.
Pathology? Psychology? Technology? I ask them and they laugh.
So many ologies, and none of them are taking the exact same path.
Sir Isaac Newton, so great,
Had the apple been rotten and late,
No physics would have been discovered yet,
No derivations would have ever been set.
Yay!! There’s snow on Science Hill.
Finally - snow, I love it. Cold, I love it.
Science says men evolved from apes.
Maybe I evolved from polar bears
or those abominable snow people
—yeti—that no one can photograph.
You can’t just reject that outright,
say the odds are minuscule,
just because it’s new and edgy.
I mean, where’s your science—
your unbiased, clinical perspective?
We could end up in the National Geographic.
This kind of story is very much their aesthetic.
I can provide lots of material—I have baby photos
and I’m not uncomfortable about the pressure.
Maybe it’s time to put your voice out there.
The world always needs the comfort of new voices.
You could influence social media—everyone wants THAT.
This is a buffalo, a skibidi, blessing in disguise.
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Songs for this:
Young And Dumb by The Bird and the Bee
Unlike me by Kate Havnevik
My Teacher Is The Light Of My Life
Birds sing sweetly in the morning
The sky is clear without clouds and blue
My teacher came riding a bicycle
Bring useful knowledge
For our beloved ones
My teacher gave me a role model
Without tiredness or time
The light of your lamp will always live
Illuminates every step of the journey
Your knowledge will be useful throughout your life
My teacher told me
When you grow up you will become a useful person
To the nation
I pinned the message in my heart
All your services will never be forgotten
Two plus two equals four...unless it doesn’t.
Every young student learns the rules… as taught them.
Higher education muddles it all…with complex theorems.
Albert Einstein
In science he did shine
With great perceptivity
He gave us the theory of relativity
Relativity was buzzin'
With many theories, a dozen?
He took it a bit far
Some found it quite bizarre
When he married his own cousin!
Einstein met his first wife in school
He found her to be real cool
But he divorced her soon
To relativity's tune!
the music was pretty flat ~ but her sun shone in stereo that day
mono was never enough for me ~ double vision leads me astray
anyway i couldn't stop staring ~ inner man gave the game away
a pretty awkward moment ~ goddammit what am i trying to say
my first slow dance with a girl ~ physics biochemistry on display
serotonin shakes up hormones ~ love and lust obviously not gay
By
David Kavanagh
#We are what we are, this is not homophobic#
Mathematics is sure not my forte
Nor are chemistry or physics ok
I'd really like to roam free
To study astronomy
So I can 'star' in 'An Evening Soiree'
When AI comes for me
I shall gladly agree
Here, sucker, please take my class
They're a regular old pain in the axe
Have fun understanding how they jawbone
Instead of teeth, their mouths are filled with stones
And good luck trying to read their writing
It's a cross between hen-scratch and cock-fighting
As for their collective attention span
It's akin to an ant's in a sizzling-hot frying pan
And, of course, the boys' hormones run wild
Most girls by the second day of class defiled
But I know you'll be fine, Mr. AI, Mr. Wave of the Future
Hope you don't mind your 'expertise' getting sutured
Love is blind, but so is hate
Blind hatred of Trump sealed our fate
Stupid lockdowns, stupid school closures
Stupid masks never prevented exposure
Yet COVID 'couldn't possibly' have originated in Wuhan
~ 'Scientists' couldn't bear to be DJT fans
Magnets never lie,
Magnets never die.
As will our love,
You and I
I have finally arrived,
To remain behind.
This time it will never break apart,
Till the very last time.
[HARAN SARAVANAN - SERI JUBLI INTERNATIONAL SCHOOL MALAYSIA]
Opposite poles attract
Like poles repel
This is a scientific fact
Are we meant for each other
Only time will tell
We are meant for each other
Our love is perfect
You and I are forever
Darling, I truly love you
Will you accept?
[DHEEBAN KUMAR - SERI JUBLI INTERNATIONAL SCHOOL MALAYSIA]
Now it seems they see that Chemistry
Is much more worse than pythagoras and trigonometry.
That they have to deal with questions
Much difficult than balancing equations.
And they have to master the periodic table
While no one cares if they are able.
And they have to master protons and neutrons,
Not to leave out anions and ations.
And to speak of the Avogadro's number;
That they have to master before September...
And still they gazed. And still the wonder grew,
That one small head should carry all it knew.
Then a wind stirred the tree
By the school dance hall;
Sunrise struck the water
Of the fountain's fall.
And a bird broke the silence
Laughing at it all.
I posted another short story (pieces in this poetry section have to be brief).
I'm just a wordie-birdie, I suppose *shrug*
It's called "Old designs." About a dinner kicking off the 2022-23 university year.
here's the URL:
https://www.poetrysoup.com/short_stories/old_designs_10681