A day in the lab

Buzzing, whirring, clicking, stirring,
Bottles chinking, bunsens burning.
A laminar breeze flows soft over face,
Hands float in a sweaty sea of latex.

The putrid stench of Agrobacterium
Does for the nostrils that of spice to rectum.
A callous row of mutants in line,
Nutrient jelly under cabinet lights.

A constant tremor from vibrating rubber,
Liquids mixing in whirlpools in tubes.
A mortar and pestle chinks and grinds,
Powdering leaves in clouds of steaming nitrogen.

SDS, virkon and dry ice sit whistling,
Bubbles burst into a cacophony of twittering.
Whitney Houston blares on the stereo,
White coats splay to How Will I Know.

An appropriate phrase for research in science,
Unsure and sure are concepts intertwined.
The sounds, sights and smells make a hazy environment,
Each day a race against the onrush of time.

The Open Game

You need confidence
Or you'll struggle at any game.

You need to play
With good players,
Sink a few puts -
Hit it around a little...

Once you're in full swing,
You'll be smashing birdies on the regular.

Life's giddy highway

In life's snaking highway there'll be tribulations,
Roadblocks ahead and anxious situations.

But don't be too pensive, or tense for the future,
What comes will come, treat life like a suitor.

The end is the only thing certain since birth,
So live untrammelled, unabashed, with mirth.
 
For what is life,
if not the giddy exploration of the path towards death?

Live for the moment

It's the moment that we live for,
Success will come with passion.
Dreams should be left in the bedroom,
Pursue what you can do...
Enable your dreams to come true.

In life, a free mind,
and a free heart,
is preferable
to a life craving success
beyond all else.