Tag Archives: Science

Prestige Project

This is my prestige project, I am what you see.

Are you another me?

To see means understand, I’ll let that pass.

I am trees, green grass.

It fails to pass my understanding why prestige projects exist.

I kissed a girl who never kissed.

You are on my list.

A monument to your own glory, hang the expense.

Does it make sense?

Your achievements speak for themselves, such as they are.

Who made a shooting star?

You are what you are.

I am ordinary, you are extraordinary.

Far be it from me to gild the lily.

This poem might become silly.

I am the Sun, the stars, the Earth, the flowers.

Holy hours.

I warned you this might happen, now you see.

Elvis sang now and then there’s a fool such as me.

And Hound Dog, Don’t Be Cruel, All Shook Up.

I love a simple flower, e.g. buttercup.

Now like a flower I shut up.

Tich Ennis

6th December, 2017

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Converging Concepts

Maths, art, science, literature, philosophy, religion are converging to a single point.

A Russian scientist said that, whom the saints anoint.

Speaking for myself, I concur.

I who infrequently err.

Love is where you find it wherever that may be.

An old pop song or a cup of tea.

Did Adam and Eve do wrong or did they make a mistake?

The Reader’s Digest said that in my years of heartache.

I made mistakes in my time.

Who is without crime?

Everything should rhyme.

I do be and I does be talking rot.

That’s not all I’ve got.

Whoever is responsible, thanks a lot.

I think this poem is rather good but who am I to say?

Have it your way.

Perhaps the last two lines should be in parentheses or, as you might say, bracket.

If you have a bad child do you smack it?

Tich Ennis

4th December, 2017

Explaining Stupidity

I will now explain stupidity to those who have no brain.

There are none of those, the emperor wore no clothes.

A child could see and see it all.

Yet others chose blindness turning their faces to the wall.

Use your brain you dope you lazy thing.

See through the emperor or king.

Stupidity is not using your brain, you have it, use it.

It is really there, you didn’t lose it.

Is it true you’d rather die than think?

If so that’s why you’re stupid, my pen runs out of ink.

Tich Ennis

29th November, 2017

Who Shoots First?

Okay, international relations are at a critical point.

Someone’s nose is out of joint.

If I bomb you should you bomb me too, two can play that game.

Eternal shame.

Go on punk, make my day, I’ll blow you to smithereens.

Human beings.

It was ever thus, why make a fuss?

Will there be any left of us?

Here comes my bus.

I know I’m just a slob.

Someone has to do this job.

Tich Ennis

29th November, 2017

Hurdles

There’s always another hurdle before you come to the end.

Keep going and you’ll get there, my friend.

No one said it would be easy, if it was easy everyone would do it.

Then when you have it done they say there’s nothing to it.

I dislike when people say you would know that.

So would they if they bothered to find out, know a dog from a cat.

Are successful people especially gifted or do they just work hard?

Believe me my friend it pays to think or else get up the yard.

Tich Ennis

28th November, 2017

Rude Words

Rude words are concerned with bodily functions and parts and God’s name, the things we’re not to meant to say, why not?

It’s more or less all we’ve got.

Under your clothes you are completely naked, nude.

Is that rude?

Rude means common, what’s wrong with that, so is air.

Thank God it’s not rare.

Its there.

So we live and also why.

Maybe you’ll get sense before you die.

Tich Ennis

27th November, 2017

Cultural Appropriation

Your culture is my culture too, it all belongs to everyone.

You misbegotten son.

If we love it don’t tell us where to shove it.

Nothing and no one beats the originators, can you tell crocodiles from alligators?

Anyway, why the Hell use big words?

Do you realise you are absurd?

Turd.

Its all good you dope and for sharing.

To be influenced by others is no crime, we are sisters and brothers.

You narrow minded so and so.

You haters belong in Hell, so go!

Tich Ennis

24th November, 2017