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Tribute Ode Poems | Ode Poems About Tribute

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Ode to My Husband

Ode to My Husband
What a wonderful, magical surprise! Sometimes love arrives in disguise. I never saw this coming, Never anticipated such an awesome blessing. I was at the right place, When I spied your sweet, handsome face. It was at the right time, When you called me your goddess and I knew you were mine. Until I met you, I was like a sad, little bird with no songs to sing, With only broken wings, l had to work my way through some hurtful things.
But you came along, A real man, unselfishly offering me strong, broad shoulders to lean on. It was a long, slow process getting back on track, But you were patient and willing to take the burden off my back. When I was lost and alone, you showered me with loving attention, Tenderness, kindness, and consideration. You nurtured and cherished me each step of the way, Building my confidence and trust each day. Thank you for helping my fragile heart to mend, Thank you for helping me become whole and to love again!
Entered in contest "Best love poem #3" sponsored by Poet Destroyer A (5-26-2014)


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Ode to Texas USA

 Especially written for my dear friends Linda (A Poet Destroyer) and her sister Sidney (SKAT) both dear and beloved friends of mine.

You are ‘Tejas’ a name significant for friendship or allies
you share borders with Mexico yet Houston is distinguished;
	‘’Six flags over Texas’ ruled  you by six nations
	Hitherto the Texans you have solid foundations.
The Alamo with all bombardment wasn’t extinguished.

Rio Grande, Red River and Sabine River distinct rivers
you border an easy categorization of the whole United States
	you have no volcanoes and thus few earthquakes
	yet you are renowned for heavy industrial stakes,
while the Yellowjacket wasps are your frequent mates.

Because you are a big state you give highly variable weather
yet thunderstorms strike you often and with immense force;
	hurricanes are cruel and devastated to your citizens
	in 1900 killing as many as 12,00 Texans innocents
but on in all you stayed strong and never lost your course.

The Great Depression and the Dust Bowl dealt you a double blow
World War II had a dramatic impact on you to build military bases
	POW detention camps and Army hospitals
	while agriculture suffered with many obstacles;
like John F Kennedy assassinated in Dallas left no graces.

You are not racist, definitely not, you hold many racial composition
white and black Americans,  Asians and Pacific Islanders are your hosts
	Houston, San Antonio, and Dallas the most prominent cities
	bursting with entertainments, culture, arts and mysteries
Oh Texas of such elaborate stature your own history  boasts.


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To a rose

Ah, sweet bonny flower face
That sits outside my door
Nodding in the eve time
Waking gently in the morn

Nothing so pretty as your pink-tipped petals
Nor as fragrant as you, my rose
Your very existence is poetry
Sprung up in a garden of prose

Ah, but my lacy lillies
Sigh enviously at your grace
And all my quiet pansies
Wish silently for your face

But only you are the queen of flowers
Beautiful now and forever more
You, sweet bonny flower face
Who sits outside my door.


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Ode To Matsuo Basho

I find you in an old silent pond, The imagery you've left will outlive all, With nature,your immortal bond You will stand like a kiri tree tall. You, the gem of haiku, Your name be echoed in Fuji's peak, Mogami river shall chant your lines Your praise be sung by the Cuckoo. The rivers and the oceans shall seek To preserve you in their shrines. The Cherry trees bow in thankfulness Pines remind of your gingko walks, Spring departs,autumn smiles in happiness The rivers, the winds and the clouds. Though time fades away,deem all out, You shall remain in greenness of nature Forever alive and forever young. This word-wreath be bestowed Upon you and your name shall feature In the valley and ocean shall chant your song.


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Because They Play the Game

Dedicated to every young man bestowed the honor of wearing 
the glorious Oklahoma Sooners' Crimson & Cream 

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Over sixty years, boy and man, I have been a Sooners fan;
And always hoped to be among the truest in the stands.
And while I don’t remember all the Players’ names,
They’re my Heroes, each and every one, because they play the game.
  
When they’re on the field of battle, my Sooners surely give their all;
And when they’re on the sidelines, just waiting for a Coach’s call;
Visions of Glory must be dancing in their heads;
The Glory of the moment and our cheers, the Glory of playing for
   the mighty Big Red.

And for those Sooners who rarely played, whose names were 
   known only by a few,
Make no mistake my friend, each of them is my Hero too.
Like Soldiers waiting in the ranks, but never called to fight,
They ‘re ready and they’re willing, their spirit and their sacrifice
   add to Big Red’s might.

I stand in awe of Sooner Magic.  No, I never doubt it.
My Sooners could have never won so many Championships without it.
But don’t misunderstand when I say Sooner Magic won those games;
It was Sooners players who, once again, rose to the occasion and
   glorified the name.

Sixty years of college football and my Sooners have won the most.
Their fierce pride and performance inspire this simple toast:
“My Sooners Team goes on and on, different faces, different names;
But my Heroes, Each and Every one, for win or lose…
                                              
                                 They play the game.


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Daydream Love

You are simply a work of art.
I’ve known it from the very start, 
But you won’t find me hittin’ on ya.

For I’m just an old guy 
With a twinkle in his eye;
Happy just to gaze upon ya.

My old heart quickens it pace
Each time I see your pretty face,
A face that every man should see.

Sometimes, just for a while,
Each time I see you smile,
I imagine it's just for me.

And, when I hear your voice,
For just a moment, I rejoice.
Yes, it’s music to these old ears.

But more than a work of art,
You’re warm and funny and smart.
Simply a beautiful person, my dear.

Though with you I’m quite smitten,
My words are respectfully written;
And every word is  true.

But, if I weren’t so old,
If I were better looking and a little bold,
I would simply say, “I love you.”






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Mario and Luigi

Whether it's a shellcreeper or it's a freezie,
fret not, mes amis! you have Mario and Luigi,
"mama mia!","Let's go!" when you hear them say,
those plumbers in red & green are off to save the day!

Luigi is the slower one - but his jumps are far and wide,
whilst Mario, with his scarlet cap, runs faster than the tides,
always together, vanquishing ruthless enemies,
partners in time and adventure - for all of eternity!
 
Browser, the unscrupulous enemy, always kidnaps Princess Peach,
The brothers to the rescue! They sail across the seven seas!,
the boiling deserts, tiresome grasslands and the Koopa enemies,
they beat 'em all, with their fireballs and attain eternal glory.

the damsel is rescued, she hugs her noble men,
they escort her back to the Mushroom Kingdom, Yoshi too joins them,
Toad is there to welcome the weary, exhausted lot,
and bestow them with laurels for the demons they had fought.

And hence this way another tiring adventure is put to rest,
Mario and Luigi retire to their homes, waiting another test,
next morning, they hear the news "Princess peach was Kidnapped again!"
"Let's go!", "Mama Mia!" and another adventure begins!

-Manek Kohli
(For Heather Ober's 'Famous Couples/Duos Free Poetry Contest')


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Ode to a Twin




There is little difference between us.
It is as if Narcissus gazed again
to catch a glimpse of us for just a moment;
ourselves as echoes

Products of a common seed, divided.
Tiny ripples reflecting back at me.
Is this the way Narcissus felt, forever
gazing in a pool?

Living portrait of whom I see as me.
A perfect duplicate in flesh and blood
Where I end you start, and seem to be
 my echo and ripple.

Suzanne Delaney

Sapphic Ode.
For Skat's Ode Contest


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My Mom, My Rock

You have always been my rock
when all else has seemed to fail!

I thank you from the utmost depth
of my being for being a supportive,
listening ear when I didn't deserve
it, realism in the face of fickleness,
truth when it seemed as if there
was none to be found, and
Above all-----

The strength I needed to recognize
there are unresolved issues and
problems within my own life.

I love you with all of my heart
and appreciate your daily,
selfless sacrifices.

I owe you my life and promise
I will do better and be all
I can be within reason!

Love Always, Julie

c2013 Julie Rasley


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Children Of The Night

Goblins and ghouls, we are.
Behind the paint,
Beneath the scars.
We tread the night, 
Nocturne calls.
So fright the stars, we must.
For an ode to monsters,
A worthy trust.


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