Quotes about ode, page 9
Beneath Things of Steel By (Mimi M. Meyer)
Do not change...
How would I consume fruit
From these unfamiliar trees?
How would I recognize that branch
That always embarks me from the distance?
Would it be strong enough to hold me...
Without breaking?
Ode to your simple heart,
That emblazoned blood red orbit
Fiery and gazing;
Falling inward beneath your shore...
Steadfast, without even a single blink.
And what would substitute your waters?
What would make up of this lyrical streamline
That I so love and adore?
The only gravel of sand that I would allow...
To let me sink.
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poem by Mimi Mata
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Pop-up Adverts and how They Crush Your Soul
I sat by my screen intending to write
An ode to the woman who gives my soul flight
Start up the computer and run through my mind
To see what emotions and feelings I find
‘Your eyes make my heart beat so fast it’ll pop’
(pop) SHOOT THE DANCING BEARS HAT AND WIN A LAPTOP!
I click the advert closed and try to regroup
My thoughts and my dreams and take another swoop
‘Your smile gives me joy other people wont know’
(pop) JOIN OUR NEW ON-LINE HYPER CASINO!
My flow interrupted again by this ad
I close it and try to get back what I had
‘Without you by me the world becomes scarier’
(pop) MEET OTHER HOT SINGLES WHO LIVE IN YOUR AREA!
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Another Big Bang
Another Big Bang
Ode to Big Man
This is to “You” who calls himself human
gave yourself dominion over all things live
even over half part your so called woman
for where equality is devoid strives strive
but if your big bang had wrought you being
what ageless wheel spun the vortex of time
if has no prior essence of a supreme being?
Another Big Bang
Ode to Big human
If a “hu” is added in a matrix to equate man
then let that “hu” be as the unknown factor
in the mysterious simultaneous equation fan
than blows the blades of your timetable vector
that tells the sun to rise daily from the east
but if every design has a creator as you can
what then is the line between man and beast?
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A Tribute To My Great Poets (Revised)
I forget who it was that invented the first electrode.
Let me praise the guy who invented the commode.
Love is all that matters in the solar system and universe
Some poets and writers like to compose using free verse.
I like to write my poems using ending rhymes.
Some poems I like to read over one hundred times.
The inspiration for some of my poems are from the divine.
The writings and poems of Jane Austen can make me pine.
A moving poem by Robert Frost can inspire my mind.
Let me mention another great poet name Edgar Allan Poe.
He wrote a poem called ‘The Raven’ about someone in woe.
So ode to the electrode, commode, the solar system, and the universe.
Hooray for poems that rhyme, things that are divine, and even free verse.
Bravo to poets who make me pine and all those who inspire my mind.
Let me pay a final tribute to the poets; Austen, Frost, and Poe.
I love to read a moving poem about loss and great human woe?
My favorite Frost poem is Road Less Taken; My favorite Poe poem is The Raven; And my favorite Austen poem is Ode to Pity.
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The Tree of Waking Life
The tree that says with elation,
'I think I'll fly instead.
Although there's but water in my roots
to last me through the day,
today will be the finest day
I've ever seen or heard of.'
Is the tree I sing my ode to,
The Tree of Waking Life.
The tree upon whose branches
I am so tempted to rest,
but it laughs and calls me foolish,
and gives but one suggestion.
'Men are not meant to be reflections,
but forms of their very own.
Not shadows of their fathers,
but explorers of this stone.'
The tree that will die
from its curious internal lust,
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Ode to 80's Music and How I Adore It
My English teacher wanted an ode, so I gave her one...
My expression is troubled as I sit in my chair
“An ode? ” I scream as I pull at my hair
“My muses have left me! My brains turned to mush!
My fingers are broken! The keys just won’t push! ”
A million excuses my mind does enact
As I jig in my chair, spellbound by Fleetwood Mac
Writer’s block binds me; I shiver in my shoes
I bob my head silently to the B-52’s
“Crack is Whack” I despairingly type
Ms. Houston I hear, Bobby no where in sight
The Purple Haze surrounds me; my inspiration is blocked
Like a Virgin I tremble; I Wanna Rock!
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The Mystic
An 'Ode to the Moon' did he indite
With his two-and-half soul-power.
('Twas the child of a starlit summer night,
Begot by a gloomy hour.)
And he vowed it was a work immense,
And he quoted it a lot,
And be published it at his own expense;
But the cold, hard world said - 'Rot!'
And he wrote him ringing verse of horse,
And the stockman, and his pipe,
And the brooding bushland; but, of course,
The world just murmured - 'Tripe!'
So he sat him down for another fling,
And his time-exposure mind
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poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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K'Shoo
When your dose is code as barble,
Ad you sduffle all the day,
Ad your head id is behavig
Id a bost unbleased way;
When your ev'ry joid is achig
With a very paidful cramb,
When your throat is dry ad tiglish,
Ad your feed are coe and damb;
When your eyes are red ad rudding
With the dears that will cub oud;
You cad safely bake your bind ub
There is very liddle doubd.
You've got a code - a code
Ad idfluedzal code;
You cahd tell how you coughd id,
But id's a got a good firb hode.
Your face is whide, your eyes are pigk,
Your doe is red ad blue;
Ad you wish that you were
Ah -
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Early Works - Maurice
The devil’s lady flames have lit
the IRA have bombed the manuscript
never mind there is no relaxation
this time it might get to Glenda Jackson.
A week gone by far away
here comes the Cadbury kid with his Milk Tray.
He is ready for dangers to face,
some more literary grace.
Comedy in an inert expression
there is no regression
Maurice sits in solemn pose
pondering in degrees I suppose
conscious of all repetition
inherited in the pieces at their presentation,
criticism is slight,
but a meaningful insight.
So here, I sit in deep dispose
trying to write poetry and no prose.
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635 Milk The Elixir Of Life
MILK - One of God's preciuos gifts
For all who seek to live
Of all the food that passes lips
This has the most to give.
And when we from our Mothers feed
Her milk provides our every need.
The milk of cows and goats and sheep
Sustains us in our later life
An elixir before we sleep
It calms our nerves and eases strife
What is the secret of this stuff
Milkaholics just can't get enuff.
We know that milk is mostly water
There's almost eighty eight percent
There's protein - fat and carbohydrate
And calcium to give bones strength.
Drinka - Pinta - Milka - Day
It sure will help you on your way.
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