Science Student Poems

Classes started up again today. Soon, we’ll be gloriously stressed, and clocked-up on whatever. Our hearts will swell to the pre-med symphony - a frantic...

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I find myself in full fantasy mode lately. I have a BF (who I saw a couple of weeks ago) and I’m not interrogating my...

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Good morning Poison Squirrels,
Today I am going to address your bowel problems

My class groans.
We don’t like to think about them.
We are teens.

Your mouth chews up...

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Ohbard and Pell meet up 
over lifetimes and dimensions 
for exchanges and conversations: 

and as Pell approached his master 
he could see Ohbard's attention was...

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My last Thursday class is over - my class-week is over.

Looking back at the science building we’d just left,
the hallway looked dark, like the throat...

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It was 29° (f) degrees this morning with a waning gibbous (¾) moon. Still, as we started our run, it was dark enough that the...

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Tuesday lasses
we all have classes
get up and go
there’s no time to waste
join the flow
there’s no reason to wait
everyone’s hustling
coffee guzzling
bus shuttling
paper shuffling
syllabus assessing
apple-watch checking
there’s a...

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slang..
up-dogged = when you chip in to keep a conversation trend going
fit = gorgeous
buje = unexplainable glamor
football minute = a minute, that with time-outs, that...

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In the land of math, where numbers reign,
There lies a fiendish beast, a source of pain.
Calculus, its name, a demon of the mind,
Differential equations, its...

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It was the second morning of “daylight savings time,” and the change was noticeable.

My BF Peter has a doctorate in applied physics, he's an expert,...

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I can get irrationally angry at art, but not science. 
Science is just a tool, art can betray you....

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It’s starting to cool down here in Connecticut. Leaves are falling, like giant, burnt snowflakes (science says that trees send chemical signals to their branches...

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Hearken to my song, my tale
My story swift, and true;
I will utter only once.
‘Neath skies of azure blue

I seek the science of the mind;
The study...

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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...

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We grew up with sci-fiction,                                        ...

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