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The scientific method

I have my hypothesis,

My experiments will prove it.

Lazy to self correction and proud

I will not look sideways.

Is that my husband?

We hugged and kissed.

I sweetly insisted.

He was not amused, he was not my husband.

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Out of the labyrinth

Out of the lab and out of my head,

I let the summer absorb me and that childish

smile come back suddenly.

Windows and computers,

Numbers and papers are like walls

in a labyrinth to my TBD destination.

Holidays

Your pipettes are still smoking

And your notes on scrap paper

When the holidays arrive.

A feeling of incomplete and guilt descends

While you leave the long concrete corridor.

your mind rushes

to plan and refine elegant experiments

Not to waste time

While your bikini awaits you.

Lab coat

Dots of unknown colour,

Stains of never-studied proteins

Are my medals.

On my chest and around my arm,

They Tell a recent story of fight and explosions.

Invincible in the way,

standing strong through the washings ,

A Memento of the past and a map to my future.

Reason on me

You try to follow

But cannot grasp the subtle logic.

A simple experiment

Marked my day and my work forever.

Will that results define me? My career?

Will this topic be me forever?

Changing road is hard,

when success strikes.

Experimental hug

The big Windows let the sun in

And give perspective to my efforts

In the lab.

What seems massive and crucial,

Might be tomorrow forgotten.

Knee deep in my days,

I find comfort in a perfect plan

And lots of clean glassware.

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