Poetry Graduation Poems

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Details | Light Poetry |
I was just trying to remember the past
 trying to remember the good people
 and the bad people,
 that i came across on my way,

i want you to know
that you are among the good people
 that left a good trace in my life,

once again i just want to say thank you
for passing through my life,
is so short but is wonderful
i want you here forever.

Copyright © VICTOR BUN | Year Posted 2012




Details | ABC |
You send bolts through my skin 
something I was never to 
accomplish with you, when I 
saw you it's like my heart sank 
to my stomach and I was in 
shock my body still my body 
heavy felt like when I moved I 
was about to fall to my knees 
you make me want to get 
inside my brain pick you up and 
take you out pick you one by 
one like a flower because I do 
love you and love you not.

Copyright © brittney lopez | Year Posted 2013

Details | Prose Poetry |
               Murphy wished for a Prince who rode a White horse...
               So she went back to college and took a new course...
               She met a man who drove a green pinto...
               Although he had no idea where his life would go...
               His wants and needs he wanted for free...           
               As he had no intentions of working you see...
               So they moved in together...and she paid the bills...
               He played online games and took many pills...
               While she worked two jobs, and going to school...
               Her friends told her often she was a fool...
               This wasn’t a relationship...this was just bizarre...
               And to make matters worse, he drove her sports car...
               But she explained, he needs me and I don’t want to be alone...
               Besides I have created a most beautiful home...
               The years flew by and no changes were made..
               She graduated with honors, and now had a trade..
               At the firm of Morgan White Esquire at Law...
               This was just the beginning and the last straw...
               She finally came to her senses you see...
               Of her dreams and wishes that were meant to be...
               She now had her “ Morgan “ and her “Prince” you see... 
              A Morgan is a breed of horse...and the rest is history
                 
                

Copyright © kj force | Year Posted 2014




Details | Prose Poetry |
The names of success spoken slowly, enunciated with near perfection.
Begetters delighted while warriors of knowledge even prouder.

Frame the object with that pride, etched in bold colors of quested victory.
Intended to render focus where future awaits with her breath of betterment.

Render the mortar board square, keeping the gown smooth as the silk it resembles.
Shutterbugs will capture that smile of a thousand future memories.

A feastful celebration shared in public display, consuming all thoughts of ineptness.
Success is now official along with all cheers for you - the graduate.

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Written: 5/18/2016
Type: Prose Poetry
Contest: Any Poem You Ever Penned
Contest Sponsor: Broken Wings
Placement: 10th Place

Copyright © Jesse Day | Year Posted 2016

Details | Light Poetry |
Going For A Job Interview

The moment of truth comes, when one comes face to face with a prospective boss…
Having secured an appointed date for interview, it is time to meet the boss…

This learned  young man is well prepared  in his spirits, mind and body…
For this day is the much  anticipated date to define his immediate  destiny…

Freshly minted and on the lookout for a dream job offer in his field of studies…
His hopes are high,  with a gamut of feelings of trepidation, anticipation and  anxiety …

Getting a job is a typical priority for many  a graduate after years of books and studies..
But the process of looking around for  a dream job and landing it is far from easy…

For a wholesome  week, this day has been crowding into his daily thoughts and routine….
Over and over again he has mentally run through his  expected replies to incoming queries..

Will this window of opportunity be in the right one for a youthful graduate  such as he…
Will his mannerism, answers and personality be up to the  expectations of the boss to be…

He is well dressed for the occasion, most appropriate for the formality of the occasion…
Textbooked details are well in place, looking sharp with not a hair or attire was out of place…

His newly bought tie is snuggly attached to his high collar, well he looks like an executive-to-be…
Looking smart and most presentable, document folder in his hand, he’s well and ready….

Grabbing the car keys , he gave a perfunctory goodbye wave as he strode to the family car …
With fingers crossed, the father wished  him the best of luck and whispered a silent prayer ….

There you go, son, you have to make your own way, may God bless you at the interview…
Have faith in yourself, you are well prepared and you are at your best as you can possibly be…

Waving goodbye and with a big smile of encouragement, he watched junior  drive away…
Stiffling the rising inner glow of pride that that young man is now big  enough to seek his way… 

The next few hours will be crucial, will the outcome of his  job interview be successful….
Will the call yet to come be one of jubilation or will it be one of deflated enthusiasm…?


Copyright © KENG CHUAN SENG | Year Posted 2015

Details | Light Poetry |
Today was the day Dragon’s brother Joey graduated from Nursing School.
And yes, Dragon wanted to be there, it was, really, going to be Sooo Cool!
Parents and students gussied up in all their finery, a sight truly to behold.
The University never, truly, looked better, as future dreams began to unfold.

And Joey gave Dragon, the best-est thing ever, his very own, special invite.
Now, we all know how things go amok, when Dragon is allowed on the site.
Every-thing was truly prepared, or so they thought, as Dragon sallied forth.
His own fire retardant Cap, Gown, and tassel to be immortalized, henceforth.

He was a part of the ceremony, to light their candles, in a symbolic gesture…
Before to the world, they, go forth, Why Dragon? Cause he’s such a treasure.
Yes, He’d receive an Honorary Degree, for all the lives, from fires, he’d saved.
Grandpa Troll was on the College Board of Directors, we were all amazed!

Apparently, Grandpa Troll had donated, a burn ward to the local Hospital…
Where our son Joey, would work, jump-starting his career, just a wee, little.
All the people Dragon had saved from fires, would be there to sing their praise.
As Joey wanted to dedicate his Nursing Career to burn patients, all his days.

It’s amazing how lives change, when strangers, are first allowed, into our lives.
And the Carpenter Trolls signed up for College, Architecture, was their drive.
Such determination, from a little Dragon egg, that was brought into our lives.
It brought so much purpose, to so many, when he chose, one morning to arrive.

Dragon roared out his glee and fire, sigh, as a surprise degree, was given to him!
All agreed no one needed the curtains, podium, or stage, as all sang, their hymn! 
Hundreds of ready fire extinguishers, came into view, a new tradition was formed.
3 new degrees, came to the College curriculum, as thankfully, no one was harmed.

What three new degrees were added, you ask? Fire fighting, Burn Units Nursing,
Plus a Psychology Degree of “what change can do for your lives, if you let it in”.
Yeah, we’re all nuts! But very innovative, as our son, suggested, the new degrees.
Then he and Dragon led the hat toss, before leading all, out the door, to be free…

Written celebrating Joeys Nursing College Graduation. 5-15-2016
For Contest: Not written for any contest... Contest

Copyright © Carol Eastman | Year Posted 2016

Details | Light Poetry |
On the peak of Mount Gobbledygook a man of wisdom sat,
Wondering if this would be the day that someone might stop to chat.

For in his long life he had acquired a mountain of useful knowledge,
Earning several degrees while he was away at Valley Guru College.

He never went to watch the football team or ever drank a beer,
He never dated the guru girls or found a reason to cheer.

By keeping his nose to the grindstone he got what he wanted I suppose,
Degrees filled with useful knowledge not to mention a flattened nose.

After graduation he searched around until he had found the highest peak,
Then he took shelter in a cave and waited for someone with whom to speak.

Surely there would be a line of people seeking out the words he had to say,
Certainly they’d start showing up by tomorrow if they didn’t show up today.

Because the world was filled with people trapped in unhappy states,
And he knew that he could help them because sympathy was one of his traits.

So on the top of Gobbledygook this man of patient wisdom sat,
Waiting for those who’d never come because they have an app for that.

Copyright © Tony Lane | Year Posted 2011

Details | Prose Poetry |
Ballerina’d beauty…
She was always on beat and the most fluent mover. Never hesitant to step out onto her linoleum playground, Letting the stage lights beam down at her like sunshine, only refracting rays to intensify her lime light see she… was a dancer. &no I’m not talking about ya everyday tutu wearing mannequin. This one was special. The music was a part of her, she found a rhythm in every void and a tune in all speeches, it could only, flow thru her mind like water through the globe, more than she runs through my thoughts, like the way those greens slips of sustenance fell to the ground as she worked her pole. 
Tragic ending to the perfect fairytale. 
Mommy and Daddy had her dancing at six and in and out of auditions, wishing for her dreams to be realized unlike her own. Praying that her daughter could be somebody important, the next best thing since Broadway, better than Dejan Tubic, another Janelle Ginestra, but daddy had a sweet spot for his youngin. Wanting more for an innocent life and only turned her out of a fantasy. Pushing her on with the hopes only fools in the Ghetto would believe. Graduation day, she crashed hard, spinning back into reality. With no way to pay for her Julliard dream, a fistful of issues, and not a pot to piss in. She was strolling the block one night, and, heard music. Got sucked into the charisma of a strip joint. One second she was on the corner, everything goes black and when she comes to… she’s bare, with enough ones to get a place and put some food in her belly. That night she looked in the mirror… breaking down crying… all the dreams she had, crushed by the nimble fingers of fate. She doesn’t pity herself for long. Her mind’s already made up. “Gotta do this for me…” She rests, and the next day she finds herself back to the club to make more ones and satisfy more customers. It wasn’t the life she chose, but it’s one she’ll never regret, cause always had that sweet spot for her in el Corazon.. and she’ll always be, Daddy’s Little Girl.

Copyright © William Smalls | Year Posted 2011

Details | Light Poetry |
as we come to another June it's the season of graduations
a time to celebrate our children for fulfilling their educational obligations

be it from kindergarten, elementary, middle school, junior or senior high
tis the season of promotion a time to look towards the sky

as parents we are so proud of all your achievements and accomplishments
and we thank the Lord Our God for you are the gifts to us He sent

to the children we know that you're so glad it's over 
and you're ready to jump and shout
but as parents we will take as many pictures as we want 
when those degrees and diplomas are handed out

CONGRATULATIONS!! to all our graduates from the biggest to the small
and not to rain on your parade just remember it starts all over again next fall

Copyright © louise nelson | Year Posted 2010

Details | Light Poetry |
Her life is just about to take off,
As she straps in behind the stick.
The destination might be unclear,
But the route is hers to pick.

Education fuels her craft,
And graduation trips the switch.
She wants to see what there is out there,
The call of adventure is like an itch.

Her family is the tower that tries,
To make sure that the runway is clear.
Letting her know that back at home,
There’s a safe landing for her to steer.

The time has come to place her faith
In these untested wings.
In the faith that the Lord above
Will grant the joy that this life brings.

As she hurtles down the tarmac,
Her destination comes into view.
An endless sky before her now,
A boundless sea of blue.

With a confident smile upon her lips,
And a glimmer in her eye.
She rises above the firmament,
The time has come for her to fly.

Copyright © Tony Lane | Year Posted 2011

Details | Prose Poetry |
POEMS 1 INSIDE OF YOUR HEART 




INSIDE OF YOUR HEART IS WONDERFUL LOVE. 

INSIDE OF YOUR HEART IS THE SWEETEST THOUGHTS YOU COULD EVER THINK. 

INSIDE OF YOUR HEART WHAT IS THE MOST WONDERFUL LOVE YOU COULD EVERY FEELL. 

 INSIDE OF YOUR HEART HOW MUCH LOVE OU HAVE FOR YOUR SELF. 






MR. PROFESSOR. JERRY”BIG PAPA” WELLS 

AUTHOR 

Copyright © Jerry Wells | Year Posted 2016