Short Academics Poems

Calling all academics 
Calling all economics 
Working hard pandemic...

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Only talking to each other,
academics expound

And sing to the choir
—no truth to be found

(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2020)...

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I don’t write for other poets,
God condemn me if I do

My words all gifted freely,
to those searching hard and true

I don’t write for academics,
as they archive others thoughts

I write for that one reader
—whose emotions can’t be bought

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)...

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A spleen for breakfast or is it lunch.
I’m not quite sure your words aren’t much.
Beaten by a crayon’s mark.
Your fire died without a spark.

The writer’s block must have returned.
Speak up son you’re getting burned.
You’ve got some time with this pandemic.
You’re learning redneck academics....

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I do not care about Mathematics
I care about their conduct

I do not care about Science
I care about their conduct

I do not care about Literature
I care about their conduct

I do not care about History
I care about their conduct

Heaven is not based on academics
It is base on the conduct...

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My shadow was crying out to me
beyond all darkness and light
Saying that life is a trap in reverse
 caught between wrong and right

Dichotomy claims what polarity feigns
academics locking the gate
Where shadows crawl under what locks in our fear
—abandoning us to fate

(Dreamsleep: Ocxtober, 2022)...

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Sliding down the curves of a hypersurface,

Jumping from side to side of a polytope.

Slacklining between the points of a hexacosichoron, 

Spinning through the quadrants of a cartesian plane.

Reciting digits of pi, I twirl them into Fibonacci spirals.

I take comfort in the chaos, settling in the irregular regularities....

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The first ever teachers 
now idle 
at the entrance,
with feet benumbed.

Drunk with feelings  
and wisdom being ebbed,
they fly lies,
he said – not me. 

Crowned with thorns, 
wearing briers 
and clenching our rags
HOME we left.  

Shelters mocked at us
and insults rained on us;
here, we stand again
but at the entrance. 

Shall we rush into the class 
as a troop  
and sprinkle emotions 
on the withering plants. 

02/08/2020...

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All started small
But soon began to grow
Our academics and sports
Shaped us all

All started small
But soon began to flow
Our peace and unity
Shaped us all

All started small
But soon began to score
Our soccer team
Shaped us all

All started small 
But soon began to show
Our volleyball championship
Shaped us all

All started small
But soon on the go
Our new realized athlete
Shaped us all

All stated small
But soon approach its goal
Our Cambridge results
Shaped us all....

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Blows me away of what I have learned
At the institution of soup
How dumb I was to think this poetry
Was just rhyming on a dime

You have opened my eyes to a whole new world
By letting me enroll into this institution of soup
Deep I use to think was a hole you had to dig, go figure
But It comes deep within the soul

I a wait to graduate in 2045
By then I just might know the differences
Between a sonnet and a lyric
On graduation Day I will be wearing

My Soup Cap and Gown...

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