First Round! :]] ENTER!!

I am accepting 20 entries for this contest. Then I will take the top 10 to another contest. From there I will take the top 5 and from there I will Pick the three best poems.

This Contest: You Will be writing an Ode.

An Ode is a poem praising and glorifying a person, place or thing. ( can be any format you chose )

There are examples of Ode's at this link:
http://www.shadowpoetry.com/resources/wip/ode.html

-Rewards-
Each round: Everyone who enters a poem gets a comment.
The final Three: 8 comments and a place on my favorites.

-Rules For This Contest-
1. No profanity.
2. One poem per person
3. Turned in by deadline: ( Dec. 1 )
4. Must be New.

Good Luck. :]]

Ok I'm so doing one =D

I'm gonna try n do one =]
It mighen be good tho

Mines really stupid, but i have to go offline in a min. Sorry it couldn't be better, but it was rushed.

Xx Taken For Granted xX

You sit there so quietly
Taking my weight
So tall and proud
With no complaint

There’s others like you
But your one of a kind
And when I sit on you
You really don’t mind

So soft and relaxing
I love your touch
You make me feel better
When work’s been to much

I can curl up with you
With a nice cup of tea
Reading or napping
Or watching TV

You’re there when I need you
Whether day or night
When I’m feeling tired
You’re such a delight

So this is my poem
To make people aware
Don’t take them for granted
Look after your chair!

(We take our chairs for granted so ode to them!)

Amazing Poems. :]

Yours was really cute, Gemma. :]

This is crap, really. Teria asked me to do it.

Recycle Your Emotions.

All of the oxygen has gone out of the room,
There isn't space left to breathe any where around.
An apathetic sigh couldn't be heard for miles
And I could lay for days here with my back against the ground.

Seal your breath inside of the envelope,
Pretentious as they come.. I'd still cherish it for life.
Even the shortest of breaths couldn't stop me from kissing you
And I'd still kiss you now if it took my last breath of life.

I'm a dead beat and a burn out,
But you make it to where that doesn't hurt so bad.
These four walls wont forget your name, I promise.
You are, you are, you'll always be.. my oxygen mask.

The room has gotten deathly cold now,
But the thought of you is enough to make it warm
I'd rather not be rescued if it means I can just stay with you..
Lay with you until my last breathe and the carpet underneath our bodies is worn.

I've got the remedy to fill this empty room,
I've almost got breathing down to an art.
But if we start to run out of oxygen.. I'd like to let you know
I'll love you from here, forever, tomorrow.. I have from the start.

I'm a dead beat and a burn out,
But you make it to where that doesn't hurt so bad.
These four walls wont forget your name, I promise.
You are, you are, you'll always be.. my oxygen mask.

And oh.. it feels good to be breathing,
Oh.. It feels good to finally be alive.
And oh.. it feels good to be learning
Oh.. none of this has ever felt so right

These four walls wont forget your name.

I feel better now, lol. Thanks =)

AN ODE TO THE FAIRER ONE

If I had to pick, I’d pick those russet eyes,
then pine to leave the rest of her behind.
So perfect a pair, the glaring full moon vies-
it rules the tides, but they control my mind.
Still, loveliness lies abound in this vast world;
if I’d really try, finer eyes lids may unfurl…

The dark rivers of her bronze face cascade,
and with suaveness brush her tender lips.
No gold touch can make my grey blush fade
as her locks running through my fingertips.
Silkier waves so far seem to travel in disguise;
but someday, they may just meet my eyes…

The melodies that sift from her vocal strings,
shame those keen nightingales practicing.
Evoking teary smiles; that’s how she sings-
as her songs in my head resonate and ring
With sorrow for breath and spirit for words-
she sings; but perhaps there’s a sweeter bird…

so I think- who could be fairer than my Fair?
That façade; those eyes- who could defeat?
Oh, maybe her splendor she doesn’t just wear,
but within her heart, Love grows and leaps
The fairer is the heart, my Fair is the skin,
and I think I’m in love with the fairer within.

Good Job. :]]]

PEOPLE ENTER!! :|

i think i'll do this

Ode to Me

I love myself, just what I am.
from how I act, to my name, Sam.
all my hobbies, are normal things.
Collecting many jewels and rings.

Im pretty smart, or so most say.
and usually, things go my way.
over joyed, and protected.
all because of how I acted.

Be good to all, never cruel.
Don't be bad don't brake a rule.
perfect grades, and perfect life.
Never ever caught with a knife.

But my joy came not from me.
now that I've grown I really see.
For what they gave me I am glad.
So I thank you mom and dad

mines not to good and its an ode about my family

'My Life'

Im always confused,
Im not smart,
Never get good grades,
Im not good at darts,

I hate to meet new people,
i fear water,
Im scared of the dentist,
I never been past the border,

I fail every subject,
I always bugger things up,
Im lazy and clumsy,
I have bad luck,

But in the end my family matters,
Their always there for me,
Their the reason why i love my life,
without them i wouldnt be.

I would like to enter please. I found this to be a unique challenge. I hope it is what you were looking for.
Thanks, Dixie

Ode to the Pine Tree

Proud of the earth
From whence it was born
Evergreen needles
Reaching forth

Every branch
Stretched out to reach
As if to help
Nature in need

The viscid sap
seeps to run free
Down the bark
Of the old pine tree

Golden nectar
Plugging it’s wounds
Natures nurse
Needs no prune

Sheltering the earth
Protecting the source
Nourishing all
Running it’s course

Pleasantly scented
Sometimes robust
Shedding it's cones
During the harvest

Birds and squirrels
Their humble abode
A sapling once
Youth echoed

Ornamental design
For men every year
Festive lights beacon
To all good cheer

Essential is the fire
Just as the rain
In perseverance of
The pines domain

Ohh, Great Job Guys. :]

Loved the poems.
Keep them coming. :]

b-b-bump!!

Bump.
Come on people!!

I'll try to do one....But, I'm not reserving nor am I promising showing up. But, I am temped to try. =]

xTheEcstasyOfSuicidex

Ode to Sleep

Ode To Sleep

Gallant, you prowl and leap before me
Catching me in your claws at night
And haunting the very dreams of mine
Taking me to joys or the edge of spite

Oh you are clever, the way you dance
flattering my hopes with ignorant bliss
Filling in holes with castles and songs
Recreating everything inside the abyss

Your illusions taste neither tasteless or fake
Night after night you fascinate me
If only you could live even in the day
To keep all my happiness for eternity

bump

Love;
A media made label
where Heartbreaks is gain
And pain is faithful
It Grabs you On
Holds you tight
Wont let go
Until youve given up the fight
Cant break free
Wont let you at all
The Urge is Addictive
And survival is small
The death of a heart
buried way down deep
Never seen again
Maybe in Nightmares sleep
Where cupid is a killer
and you are the victim
You go over a crime scene
And pity what youve become
The cure is Unknown
The Hurt is high
Your eyes fill with tears
Until your eyes run dry
So Look for the Ease
It is very well hidden
For this is a prize
A life worth living

Lisa Carter

Ohhhh, Good Job. :]]

Oh, by the way.. I'm ily.
Had my name changed. Lol... :|

Keep them coming.. Only two more weeks. :]]

OH 10 MORE!
C'MON PEOPLEEE!!!

I'm trying REAL hard for this one. =/

Thankss!
Good Luck!! :]

Heyy!
C'mon not many more poems to go!! :]

Ode to Mary Jane

Mary Jane keep me safe
Mary Jane hide me well
Please oh please,
End this all

Show me no mercy,
Mary Jane, feel my wrath.
Your arms close around me.
Mary Jane- hear my song.

My song, Mary Jane, hear it
Listen to the lyrics,
Digest it all, this is the night
When all will crumble and fall.

One more taste,
Just a dip into my past.
Hold onto me tight Mary Jane.
Hide me well.

My crimson tears fall,
It's all your fault.
Mary Jane keep me
Still tonight.

A DISTANT GODDESS

I am watching
this beautiful
radiant goddess
from so very far away
that unto her
i am as a ghost
silently screaming her name
from he dark side
of the heavens
for all the difference
my wordless cry
seems to make
for between us
is an abyss
a nothingness
in which pain runs free
and hungry vampires feast
and even though
she is so very distant
i can still call her
most any day
as we exchange
these half true words
a mere ghosts reflection
of what i truly would say
for shes like an image
within my mind
which i yearn to reach
to hold
but my hand cannot touch
cannot find
so for the moment
all i can do is watch her
and pray
as she wonders on
her invisible nightmare
across these cold
and desolate plains
where uncertainty
plagues her every footstep
across this dark
this broken way
while my blood
runs to ice
when i see her stumble
when she doth sway
to loose her balance
along this trail - so fey
as i watch her every glance
skywards
forever seeking
the vanished sun
while continually she hopes
forever she prays
eternally she doubts
that the next
unknowing
unknowing
unknowable footstep
will support her slender weight
across this darkend path
of this life
this fate
but i can see every tear
as black as night
that escapes
to mar her most beautiful face
at knowing not ever
just what illusion
next her awaits
to suddenly vanish
beneath her feet
make her fall far
cry out
bleed
and hate
and damn everything
as she sinks
into this depthless hell
of pain
where all seems
so very fake

so knowing all this
i still no not what to say
to banish these mysts
that cloud her living day
and turn all in sight
so dreadfully cold
and Grey
for doesn't she know
i too bleed
to know this pain
this darkness
cofusion
and horrid despair
all this agony painted
within the heart
of my goddess so fair
for whom i know not
what to do
but show her that i care
and light her way forward
along this night path
with the love that i dare

Yayyyyyyy! :]
Keep 'em coming!

sorry mine was deleted so I had to resubmit it

Where You Sleep (Ode)
Bryan

My heart and soul
are what you keep,
so now I worship
where you sleep.

Absolute perfection
I see in your eyes,
as you sleep
my heart forever cries.

Beautifully mastered
how you stole my heart,
sorrowful arrogance
tore it apart.

Without you here
I cant help but weep
so I sit here and pray
where you sleep.

Minutes turn to hours
hours turn to days,
but where you sleep
is where I pray.

Ode is a dedication to a person thing or place that you worship.

Bryan Hunt © 2006

Savior
To put a name on what you have done for me is difficult. I dreamed of a savior, someone to remove the dark cloud. What name do you give to a savior? When I prayed for a savior I didn't imagine it would be given in such a tiny soul but it is not the size of a person that determines the power in a soul. How does a person name their answered prays?

I relize it is after your deadline but u also dont have 20 poem either hope u enjoy and except my poem.

My Mother.

A tattered heart beats,
Holding on tight to her sheets -
Lined with crystal tears.
And somewhere along the years,
She had forgotten to say “I love you.”
To someone she thought was true.
But in the dark, while the house is asleep,
She prays to God – her soul to keep,
A mother of three trying to stay strong,
But inside the hollow shell; she was gone.

She wipes her cheeks with a dirty rag,
And for help from anyone, she did beg;
For she knew that there was nothing else,
She could do to save herself.
And on the streets so dark and alone,
Her lost husband layed, with nowhere to go,
The drugs sucked him in and ate him alive,
Begging for money – he needs to survive.
Unable to prove himself to his family,
He knows, that’s where he is destined to be.

And she slams the empty bottle down hard,
As she grips onto her hearts final shard,
Knowing the little white lies broke the marriage apart,
And she is dying like a movie star from playing the part.
But in the darkened room she prays,
That her family lives for today,
And keeping her head up, she walks with pride,
Hiding all the angst that she feels inside;
And my mother, the greatest woman I know,
Is the reason why I have this life to show.

© Jenna Elphick
December 7, 2006

--I hope I am allowed to still enter this, if not I will delete it, just saw this contest and though I'd show my gratitude for my amazing Mom. (: --

-Jenna.

ok.
yes i accept it
i'll wait until i get 18-20.
thanks for the entries.
and keep them coming. :]]
almost there!!

thanks a bunch

I hope this counts.. I wrote this for fun, yet it is actually an 'Ode'. Lol.
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Starbucks {Ode}

Starbucks brings ecstasy of pleasure,
A feeling so divine that cannot be measured.
Leaving me breathless, a feeling of alleviation,
Walking in Starbucks I feel a sense of dedication.
Inhaling the scent of eternal bliss,
I reach out to the gentle cups, giving them a kiss.
Joyful tasting, pleasure me entirely; bursting with vivacity,
This love, this place is full of mystery.

My dear Starbucks, we gather you to praise,
How happy you make us and brighten our days.
Such a beautiful taste, a delicious scent dragging me in,
It must be heaven sent, nothing close to a sin.
Twenty-thousand words may display,
My love for this drink - it is my final way;
Share with me your desire of affection,
Showing me of your love and dedication.

xTheEcstasyOfSuicidex

MORE POEMS!!
MORE POEMS!!

A Thousand Things Went Right Today

A thousand things went right today
So much more than the wrong
I woke up to a new day, tied my shoes
And sang my favorite song

A thousand things went right today
My friends were all alive
Once again, they greeted me
With a simple, caring, "Hi"

I wasn't scared to flash a smile
My locker opened right
My homework was completed
I didn't get into a fight

A thousand things went right today
I was noticed by my crush
I woke up breathing right today
And I didn't miss the bus

My hair was brushed and combed again
I could see with my eyes
I could hear and smell and think
I could tell dark from light

A thousand things went right today
The sun came up again
When night came, the moon shone oh-so-bright
A thousand things went right

The teacher said I over-achieved
I felt pleased with myself
I figured out how to draw a wink
I put a book up on the shelf

A thousand things went right today
I had a day more of life
I understood the math lesson
Today, I didn't cry

A thousand things went right today
I could tell left from right
Today, I gave good advice
In every hour, I smiled

A thousand things went right today,
My heart still had its beat
I kept my life and didn’t die
I didn’t get mugged on the street

A thousand things went right today,
and I know they will tomorrow
Some other things won't be the same
But I'll get over my sorrow

Every day has some complications
To make the good seem bad
Tomorrow, look on the bright side
Instead of on the sad

A thousand things will go right for you
A couple wrongs will, too
Although you may trip and stumble
Your mistakes are just a few

Try to focus on the good things
Forget about the bad
Because, my friend, the joy in life
Will conquer all that’s sad

Okay.
Ther eare only 15 poems.
What I will do is..
Well, I'm traveling to my cousins this weekend, and then monday im off to columbus.
So, I'll give this contest until Tuesday night, or wed. afternoon.
If I can't get at least 17 poems, I will choose 10 people for my next round, and combine the rules and types of poetry for the last poem contests, and come out with only two contests.
And, then I will choose five and, so on.

So, yeah.
Good Luck Everyone. You'll Know by wed. night. :]

love it is thursday night or r u talking about next wed. night