Short Diplomas Poems

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Premium Member Words From Home

colloquialism to say is quite the trick
tells where your from by words that you pick
with diplomas on the wall
my friends I appall
when I go fishing down at the crick
Form: Limerick


What You Referred To Please

What You Referred To Please

Tell me what you referred to please;
Regardless of diplomas and degrees;
Take care of,
And even love,
While trying to put all of us at ease.

Jim Horn
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Mal-Practice

Diplomas are not bogus.
But patients, be cautious.
Mistakes made in practice
Can cause future plight.
Okay.  Okay!  Some docs get it right.
Hurray for bright medical-insight!

© July 9, 2010
Dane Smith-Johnsen
Form: Grook

Ostentatiously Learned Inkhorn

Inkhorn means ostentatiously learned and pedantic

Ostentatiously Learned Inkhorn

What I had learned after being born,
Was that I would become an inkhorn;
Knowledge showing,
And brain growing;
All over my walls diplomas did adorn.

Jim Horn
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Facetime Degree

FACETIME DEGREE the graduate, with legs of his wife — an army man, in cap and gown. he smiles big from the ipad screen. his ears ring, with whistles and applause. his beloved holds diplomas ...his and hers 5/14/2018 Southern New Hampshire University 5000 miles apart He’s in Hawaii


Future Bought

A PhD in emotion and feel,
licentiate of what lives within

Professor of imagery, doctor of will,
a Saint with a penchant for sin

Explorer of evil with devils to hunt,
the fire burns liquid and hot

Degrees of atonement, diplomas unread
—graduate of words future bought

(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2020)
Form: Rhyme

Crazy Boy

A man with talent
39
seriously deranged
stalks the city stores for stones
he runs and throws away
certain colors, certain days
into water, the water calls
this boy is so far gone
he forgets his books and diplomas
he tries to read but the hot high voices
echo
he runs he's thin, music plays in his head
yet stones, he can't get enough
coats with pockets hold him down
head down to the wind

Premium Member I Passed His Test

our hearts beat alike
where ivy grows and gutters
overflow, diplomas no
match for life's true test-
if you pass, salvation smiles
on those that pay it forward-
I only need look
to the least of my brothers,
their smile means I passed the test
*Thanks Sara Kendrick!...hope I passed the education game!
now let's see what our friend Ruben Ortellao can teach us!!!
Form: Choka

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