Poetry/Prose

We Always Find Out

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I am

Amused

Beyond a PhD in

This thing

Boys

Wishing to be men

Do

Even as

I prepare to retire

I still research

Now and then

Behind goggles

Sometimes surprised

Always amused

And it’s funny

The chemical

Physical

Biological

Types

That we draw

To this lab

To watch

A few words

Some body language

A hypothesis

You think

That we think

It’s real

That we’ll cry

We think different

And we prefer to laugh

We are scientists

We always find out

Read up on things

Exchange research

We all study

We all share

We all talk

We. all. talk.

Observe

Divide

Mimics from real

The tapestry

The venoms

Potent

Impotent

Of wildest dreams

Woven

Specimen after specimen

Slide after slide

Microscopes

Beakers

Bell jars

Tattered radios

In corners of labs

Play music

Sometimes our favorite songs

As we spank our hands together

Wink at each other

Slough off our lab coats

Call it a day

Go out for a drink

Celebrate results

We are scientists

We always find out

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Poetry/Prose

Shakti

Rhett Baker: Goddess Durga, also known as Parvati is the consort of Lord Shiva. It is said that the Goddess Shakti takes on different forms such as Kali, Chandi or Durga to fight the demons. She is the power behind all creation, preservation and destruction in the Universe Image credit: found on wildroseyoga.com/pinterest

Rhett Baker: Goddess Durga, also known as Parvati is the consort of Lord Shiva. It is said that the Goddess Shakti takes on different forms such as Kali, Chandi or Durga to fight the demons. She is the power behind all creation, preservation and destruction in the Universe
Image credit: found on wildroseyoga.com/pinterest

Your promises–beckoned me to a place you knew I was reluctant to go

A place I explained to you was so raw

Did you want to be a hero, for the wounded?

That doesn’t matter now

Because I always then ask: Do I want to be saved?

And then I turn to you–hey!

Did you want to save me … and always save me?

Because that’s impossible

Hasn’t anyone ever told you?

Superman has a mother–just like anyone

She fell when they grabbed her by the womb

And rose to power through her creation

Superheroes know their source

Lest they dither, mortal, in the ashes, looking up, wondering “what am I supposed to do?”

YOUNG MAN! WAKE UP! SHE WHISPERS, THEN CRIES, THEN SHOUTS:

If you are not part of my rise, you are part of my downfall

And I tell you–I thrive on both

Falling is the only way to rise

Fizzy, electric sparks of reflection grow and dance along resolution’s wick

When the fireworks of my life are again launched from a cannon of decision

Exotic rays of daylight’s fantasy explode in relieved expression across the night sky

The silent expansion in all directions, all perceptible colors

Nearby chests rattle at the delayed boom

Babies laugh and reach up

Couples hug a little closer, feeling so small, together

Elders look up, smile slowly at the sight of forever

This isn’t a holiday

This is a signature

This is continuous

If you are not launching me, you are only delaying the inevitable

Either way you choose, you are critical and I love you

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