Adventure Graduation Poems

Bourbon beginnings
whiskey wandering walkabouts
solace spirits gulp...

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AAA

I learned to type in Jr. High. 
I learned to tap the keyboard. 
One letter than another... 
on and on. 
AAA
AAA
AA Then... B

AAA
AAB
ABB
BBC
... 

One day...

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my body runnin'
and soul a-strummin'
what gets me by is
what gets me high
never to be lonley
runnin' from your past.
Guide that present tense
to everything that lasts.
Bottomless pots...

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Dark eyes awakening
drifting between the haze
illuminates one of Us.
chromatic spirits cooling out
vintage happiness memories;
it's all weightless Vibes
soul plated candy dancing dreams
Red Line eternities-give way to
Chosen...

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THE DREAMS

Surely, one day

We will have to get to our way

Forgetting the bad past

Hoping for the good future really fast.



Working day and night

Whether under a...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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First Steps
by Michael R. Burch

for Caitlin Shea Murphy

To her a year is like infinity,
each day—an adventure never-ending.
She has no concept of time,
but already has begun...

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It is time to move along, to sail away
To move along to another place, another day
To sail away, go out there, and move along
And that...

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One more year before the wild bird flies her coop.
Not bad. Bravo. Wise one.
You are more than enough.
Your optimism shines throughout your poems.
You know yourself.
Any...

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We’ve heard it said, 
That partial sight is worse than no sight
We would rather not see men as trees.
That half-truth is no truth
It is rather...

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It seems like it's about to rain heavily, clouds are gathering 
You know what? Let it rain, rain and wash away all my tears
Tears of...

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You remember her running to find the beach
And when an adventure was eating a peach
And nothing she wanted was out of reach

You remember her terrified...

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I am a future Criminologist!
By Charlemagne James P. Ramos

Today, I am preparing my heart, mind, body and soul for the final battle. I am a...

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Self belief, I have always had,
Even if it waxed and waned.
Not liking the cold,
It sometimes disappeared underground,
Only reappearing when the daffodils in full
Bloom announced spring...

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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...

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