odd odes | Imamother

mummiedearest

Tue, Jan 11 2011, 1:08 pm

an ode to writer's block

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hmmm
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robynm

Tue, Jan 11 2011, 1:28 pm

ode to leaving work soon!!!

mummiedearest

Tue, Jan 11 2011, 1:44 pm

where's the poem, robynm? tht's just a title.

cookielady

Tue, Jan 11 2011, 1:49 pm

Ode to an asparagus

My hollandaise is long forgotten.

(twenty points to anyone who knows where that is from).

mummiedearest

Tue, Jan 11 2011, 1:59 pm

an ode to my big toe

O toe O toe
I love you so
you get no bigger
as I grow

robynm

Tue, Jan 11 2011, 2:01 pm

O but an ode to your toe NAIL
which does grow
with polish
it would clearly show

mummiedearest

Tue, Jan 11 2011, 2:06 pm

ode to nail polish remover

you smell horrible,
but you get the job done
kudos
to acetone.

the world's best mom

Tue, Jan 11 2011, 2:07 pm

Ode to dd's finger's:

I'm sorry I closed the car door on you today,
I hope you stop hurting right away.
(B"H, the swelling went down,
But thinking about it still makes me frown.)

mummiedearest

Tue, Jan 11 2011, 2:10 pm

ode to odes

o, to be an ode.
o, ode, you are so odish
one can never out-ode you
oo, there are oodles of odish odes
to adore.

Aylat

Tue, Jan 11 2011, 3:06 pm

An ode
To my blocked nose
Outside
The east wind blows
Within
My waterpipes froze
Wrapped
In woollen clothes
With medicine
I daily dose
My lover sent
A deep red rose
I cannot smell
In the bin it goes

mummiedearest

Tue, Jan 11 2011, 5:27 pm

Aylat wrote:

An ode
To my blocked nose
Outside
The east wind blows
Within
My waterpipes froze
Wrapped
In woollen clothes
With medicine
I daily dose
My lover sent
A deep red rose
I cannot smell
In the bin it goes

sunshine!

Tue, Jan 11 2011, 5:39 pm

Ode to the wilted lettuce
That was hiding in the back
Thanks to the wilted lettuce
I had a healthy snack!

robynm

Tue, Jan 11 2011, 5:50 pm

ode to finally taking my shoes off
and sitting on my comfy chair
I think I'll sit here all night
until im somewhat all right

mummiedearest

Tue, Jan 11 2011, 5:54 pm

ode to the pile of lousy birthday presents I have received

calendars with dancing cats
ugly, ugly welcome mats
far side books I've read before
slotted spoons, and even more

ugly, ugly oven mitts
grapeful clocks and first aid kits
cookbooks that I cannot use
grapefruit flavored horrid booze

shoelaces that do not match
towels that could use a patch
acne cleanser, o so dear
but my skin's already clear

neon pink lipstick tubes
shapely trays to make ice cubes
junky pearls for twenty-five cents
sign for the loo that's labeled "gents."

necklaces I will not use
ugly colored grandma shoes
tights that are too big to wear
pajamas with a great big tear

many gifts have I received
few of them do I like
and so, well-meaning gift givers
I pray you take a hike.

the world's best mom

Tue, Jan 11 2011, 6:04 pm

mummiedearest wrote:

Now you are going to tell me that this poem is meaningless because it rhymes? The rhyme is what made the poem! And it's really cute. You sure have an imagination. Or maybe it's true, in which case your family and friends have good imaginations.

the world's best mom

Tue, Jan 11 2011, 6:18 pm

I am quoting from Wikipedia: "The English ode's most common rhyme scheme is ABABCDECDE."
I'd like to try this rhyme scheme. Give me a few minutes to work on it.

PinkFridge

Tue, Jan 11 2011, 6:31 pm

cookielady wrote:

Ode to an asparagus

My hollandaise is long forgotten.

(twenty points to anyone who knows where that is from).

Hm, I googled it, both lines separately. Only one thing came up - your post ;-)

the world's best mom

Tue, Jan 11 2011, 6:35 pm

Ode To My Children

An ode to my delightful kids:
I love all a real big ton.
You’re banging loudly with my pot lids
And having lots of fun.
You’ve given me gray hair
And little time to sleep.
You don’t make my life easy.
But a life with out you, I couldn’t bear,
For my love for you runs so deep.
The thought just makes me queasy.

I don't love the cdecde part.

mummiedearest

Tue, Jan 11 2011, 6:38 pm

the world's best mom wrote:

mummiedearest wrote:

of course it rhymes, it's an ode. and I never said rhymes make things meaningless. I said
a) rhymes often get in the way of the meaning of the poem.
b) it takes a whole lot more work to make things rhyme and retain the meaning of the poem, and
c) when I do rhyme, I'm generally not being serious.

I'm rhyming for the purpose of a goofy poem. it fits. ask me to write about the beauty of a rose and I won't rhyme. mud-covered sneakers? rhyme. emotional experience? no way. and I admit, I really haven't written rhyming poems in years. I haven't taken the time out to be goofy in writing since high school.

I don't like poems whose sole claim to fame is a rhyme scheme. might as well make a list of rhyming words.

mummiedearest

Tue, Jan 11 2011, 6:43 pm

the world's best mom wrote:

hmmm. yes, the cdecde part needs something. maybe separate it from the abab? an empty line can make a difference. and ending the sentence in the first d line makes you expect a cdcd pattern. the e is totally unexpected. that's the problem with sticking to a set structure. it's hard to make it really work because it needs to be very technical. layering creativity with technical is tough, man.