Adventure Quatrain Poems

“One’s destination is where one’s been, if in a surreal dream a reverse world, is what one has seen”      ...

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Enter the maze at your own risk,
find yourself within your intuition;
Walk with haste the wind is brisk,
follow the heart with satisfaction;

Kicking up that back road...

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What price adventure
When the risk outweighs the venture,
No dishonor not to start,
Merely you just being smart.

If compunction is the cause,
That adrenaline rush which draws,
Take a...

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'Twas an ominous moment when rode into town
To its marshal defy and outdraw and gun down
A notorious, murderous varmint named Slade 
Who had widows and...

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for thy misdeed
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Wild animals, also horses that roam,
running wild and accepting freedom's cost.
I've always wanted to give them a home--
to pen them would mean primal essence lost.

Born...

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Regardless of the steps you take,
they all have been ordained.
The myriad of things we do
must keep Him entertained.

We could not scale the gap to Him,
and...

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The peaceful village, sleeps now, beneath 
a full moon.
Whispers of wishes to Santa, are like music, 
this frost tinged night 
The town’s flashing tree is...

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Jane knew so much about cardinals, but it was still a surprise
When she and her book were snatched up and began to rise.
Where are we...

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On Monday, I release the beast;
I’m going to let the big dog hunt.
My excavator won’t suffice;
compared to this one, it’s a runt.

He’ll start atop our...

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Some see a scrubby, stunted wood;
the pure heart sees a pond.
A vision cast into the could -
the gift to look beyond…

And though the plan has...

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Our life:
The jumping out of a plane resembles
Right Into the arms of gravity’s demands
That anxiously pulls him onto the ground
As his prevailing destiny commands.

No parachute...

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Let nothing be of deal
Let anything be ideal
If everything can't be heal
It definitely lacks gracious zeal...

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Down long lonesome roads of life, I traveled
only resting when I've grown weak and weary
or stumbling on memory lanes, pea graveled
that cause my mournful eyes...

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I'm going to fly,
and see Ireland,
The Emerald Isle,
My ticket's in hand.

Visit in a pub,
drink pints awhile.
Joke with the Locals,
carouse, laugh and smile.

Eat real Irish stew,
brown...

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