Wednesday, 6 September 2017

New day

You've done this before
On much more serious levels
Play Feeling good till you believe it
Pick yourself up, focus forward
Feel that backbone hold you up
There's nothing stronger, nothing.


If Dr Collis were so damn attractive
you'd have kept it up
through all the fractured times.
Hold onto to those badges
around your neck.
They do mean something


Think of all your creative play
Your ever patient husband
Of even a tidy house for heavens sake.
You have a brilliant job
With lots of good research
Don't sell your life short for this





LMC 06.09017

Doctoral dreams

My dreams have been exceeding my reach again.
Temptations of academic glory
of fixing the world
Outshining the glint of falling blade

Wise calculations gently suggest
I should not strain so hard towards the finish,
Should risk assess my stamina and damp
my endless faith that I can just work more.

If Felix weren't retiring,
If another good supervisor would consider
This superannuated prima gravida
If I could continue at a steady pace, would I? Could I?

Why did you wake me up again?
I was happy thinking my thesis had died a natural death
But now it resists this new abandonment, out on the hill
And cries, what if? What if?



LMC 06.09.2017