Tag: ode
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September 06, 2008 11:35 AM EDT --
Rene,
I've fallen in love with your snippets!
Don't know how
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May 08, 2007 12:00 PM EDT --
She called me last night and we are patching things up.
I had sent her my poem "Ode to My Granddaughter".
Don't know where it will go from here. But it' a step.
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October 06, 2006 07:54 AM EDT --
Dedicated to Amanda W, who has shown remarkable strength and force of will. May all love of life be with you and your thirst for life be unquestioned.
ODE TO WHAT OPPOSES MY DEATH
I traveled . . . more
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May 13, 2008 01:47 PM EDT --
It does keep growing high and tall,
Pushing pods to scale the wall;
Or lilts about in sun, a Sarah Bernhart pose
Of leaves that say, Indeed, I'm not a rose, . . . more
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August 23, 2008 03:35 PM EDT --
When I was a child in the forties, my Grandpa Strong brought home a cardboard box.
It held four tiny baby raccoons huddled together on an old blue towel.
Grampa was a logger in those days. There . . . more
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July 20, 2007 09:35 AM EDT --
AN ODE TO A FRIEND.
Hi, my name is Randee and this is my real first attempt at writing a real poem. It had to be done for my sanity. What do you think, really let me know....I'm not . . . more
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May 19, 2006 04:38 PM EDT --
"No more, no less" and I did strive
Story complete and words fifty five
Complex plot, conversation pared
No extra article spared.
"No more, no less" she did mesmerise
Laconic prose . . . more
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July 28, 2007 05:50 PM EDT --
Life is a gift,
we desire and we admire.
Life is a highway,
we drive and we thrive.
Life is a service,
we interact and we support.
Life is a struggle,
we succeed and we proceed. . . . more
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September 22, 2006 03:59 AM EDT --
Deliver your love through my window
Afraid to step out lest my memory fades
In the glare of an indifferent sun
Deliver your love as the day breaks
I'll meet you in shadows of lavender mist
When . . . more
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November 06, 2006 12:30 AM EST --
A ubiquitous container to hold all my possessions
It comes in red, or green but mostly white
I probably get five at every grocery session
Each one holding cans or meat, almost nothing light
In the . . . more
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March 10, 2008 06:14 PM EDT --
I wrote this in 1994 as a school assignment.
Ode to a Pepsi Can
O, mysterious, patriotic Pepsi can,
in your white, blue and red garb,
you stand tall and look convincing
as a product . . . more
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April 30, 2007 01:02 PM EDT --
Camille was the girl that was picked on in school
she was the girl that was a "little different"
that people whispered about
she never had a boyfriend
never knew the love of a man
never . . . more
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April 19, 2006 05:50 PM EDT --
This is an ode I composed about Okinawa, Japan. My former residence, my wife's birthplace and the home of our hearts.
In mystic lands far—Far East
Tropic of Cancer mapped.
Where wind . . . more
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April 30, 2006 09:49 AM EDT --
Doesn't the word "poem" make you laugh?
As I've heard the voice of good Claghorn
Saying to Allen in the Alley, long ago,
"I have written a poem." . . . more
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December 17, 2006 07:31 AM EST --
I received this by email and thought it worthy of passing on.
GIFT WRAPPING TIPS FOR MEN
This is the time of year when we think back to the . . . more
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June 10, 2008 11:39 AM EDT --
Preliminary Info. Buster was a black tuxedo rat terrier. My father found him wandering in traffic in downtown Las Angelas. The vet just knew he was full grown. Dad brought him home in 1956 or 7.
He died . . . more
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November 08, 2007 09:34 PM EST --
Carole Shukle
Copyright 1999
Ode to the Wall
I touch your cold
As death ebony face.
My eyes, like a camera
zooming in on . . . more
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February 06, 2006 12:52 AM EST --
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July 27, 2007 06:46 PM EDT --
Is life an awry,
we care we bear,
is life a lorry -
we get in and get down,
is life a quarry -
we crash we thrash.
is life a folly -
we chatter we batter.
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August 01, 2007 04:41 PM EDT --
From the good folks at the Community Food Security ListServ comes this ironic tidbit:
The June 2007 ODE magazine reports on page 15 that:
“Monsanto goes GMO-free in its cafeteria” . . . more
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