I originally wrote this poem a couple of years ago for my PhD. It’s only loosely connected to river management, but I’m reblogging it because I think it might bring a few smiles on a dreary Monday morning.
So it’s good to have a healthy laugh at yourself once in a while, right? Nice to be able to just let go and be creative. A PhD can be pretty soul destroying without the right mind-set. I’ve always found writing poetry a good tonic for my cognitive ailments, and below you’ll find the grand total of my efforts one Tuesday afternoon sometime in 2010 – a poem about my PhD. How will they remember the poet laureate Dr. Trevor Bond, if not with this seminal piece? Enjoy.
The cow is brown, no doubt about it
The cow is brown, no need to shout it
Keep your voice down, if you want to see
Where it is that brown cow will wee
Terrestrial? Riparian? Or on the floodplain?
The geomorphic impact is hard to explain
As nutrient impacts from urine and faeces
Could affect all kinds of species
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