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Details | Ode | |

Ode to the Seafarer's Wife

My heart shall travel far
End to end where rainbows meet
Skywards the North Star
Beckoning the waves to glide
Quickly to come home
To thy warm, sweet embrace
And your bright summer kisses

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5th Place
Brian Strand's Contest
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Details | Ode | |

Sexy Curves

In a dark room music plays with a slow beat,
the neon lights make you white panties and bra look like a street. 
You move your body slowly and so sexy to the music,
while i look at you threw the darkness of the room set.

A big silver gun on my hip and a mountain of coke on the table,
and nothing can distract me from the beauty i see dancing so stable. 
Your every move hypnotizes me,
I think I am going blind cause i am beginning not to see. 

I look at your hair how it waves there so perfectly,
your legs move just like i want them to, so delicately.
You touch your breasts and you hold your but,
you give me that look in your eyes like your not wanting to stop. 

You unbutton your bra and cover your breasts with your palms,
the music dies down a  little and calms. 
You walk up to me and than music begins to play,
that's when you start moving your body on top of me and asking me to stay.

You kiss my ear and rub my legs,
your breast rub against my inner pains.
You feel me harder than a rock,
than you decide to grind my cock. 

Your body moves so sexy and slowly to the music that i played,
my body is shaking from all the excitement that is payed. 
You go in for the big finish, and i tell you to get back up,
cause a lady like you should do all that kind of crap. 

Be with me, be with a BOSS,
Who cares if the people i killed ever took a loss. 


Dedicated to all the woman of the world. 
PS: You are not trash, you are not ......... you are precious jewels. Stay that way ladies. I love you all. 

 


Details | Ode | |

Pink Pink Pink

Once in my life, breast cancer, I did not know.
Which was lost, and what would be gained.
I could not see, beyond her glow
Faith and strength carried and remained.
Unfinished things of her dreams come slow
These were not to be lost, our love holds true
Loss of her alluring game would not matter, I did say
In life and love, she is stuck to me with glue
She is more than any loss, which may take away.


Pink in October shapes her autumn sky.
More beautiful now she faces its lie.
Sunshine wakes her in a moonlights lure.
Fighting like a girl, she wins the war.
Dancing as a woman she captures pink ardor.
She is more than a woman, my lady, my love.
Pink, pink, pink color beyond her despair,
Trials and tribulations, rising glow,
She has won her fight; in the pink, breast cancers beware.


Details | Ode | |

The Ideal Air Force Wife

An Ode To Vera Selena (Osburn) Hinshaw

It takes a very special lady to be an ideal Air Force wife,
To face the many challenges and vicissitudes of Air Force life.

Even though it meant moving every few years to a different place,
You became a seasoned veteran as we moved from base to base.

You made a house a home whether in the states or foreign lands.
I marveled at your flexibility and left things in your capable hands.

When moving through the ranks and Lord knows at times money was tight,
But you worked marvels with hamburger meat and taters much to my delight!

You understood when I was called to duty and missed family celebrations,
But you pressed on, nurturing the girls and kept busy with various organizations.

As we advanced in rank you met social obligations with pride and grace.
You taught Sunday School and Girl Scouts leaving each base a better place!

You supported me and helped me earn each stripe I wore upon my sleeve,
Plus the various commendations and medals I was honored to receive.

Honey, thanks for standing by me - these accolades are well deserved.
The girls and I are very proud of you, since you also faithfully served!

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(c) 2015 All Rights Reserved


Details | Ode | |

Dreaming Awake Alone

Irony thick, that your drifting brings my dreams.
 Your shallow breath contradicts my labored respiration.
 In slumber you inspire. In sleep your made to tease.
 Yearning for your not embrace, I revel in this bed.
 To touch would ruin pleasure, small distance is sublime.
 Symmetry defined, in lines subtle yet profound.
 To look so long, your pulse captivated my stare.
 Ironic that you're sleeping, yet the dream is mine alone.
 Satisfaction in my hunger. Sated, in naught but your vision. 


Details | Ode | |

SHE IS

She is a masterpiece a goddess a queen a beauty a gem a star a gift She is inspiration creation amazing uplifting caring
She is oneness kindness gentleness She is art life love angelic She is mine human special I need her ! © 2011 Justice Chikandamina


Details | Free verse | |

Ode to H.W. Longfellow

  
		
In his chest, his heart to bare.
All the pain and sorrow there.
   
Fire! Fire!  Everywhere!
Screaming! Crying! In despair.
   
Vailiantly dashing the flames he chased.
The fire melting his loves life, cotton and lace.
            
Scars to hide, upon his face. 
Still Henrys quill went on to trace
.            
"The Cross of Snow", a sweet sweet lay.
Of the wife he lost on that sad day. 
            
His thoughts of Fanny would harken him.
And is now at rest, with his mighty pen.......
 
 
 
 
 
 


Details | Ode | |

To My Wife

What did I do
To deserve you?
You are an angelic blessing,
You blossom anew each season
As you find new strengths for new struggles.
Your loving, radiant smile kindles and warms,
And your inviting, dark eyes love and tease and smolder.
You have strength in spirit that burns like white fire,
you are kind and compassionate,
and beautifully vulnerable.
Wife, mother, sister, friend, human,
and God’s little girl,
I celebrate each imperfection
as my own perfect creation.


Details | Rhyme | |

Ode to My Wife

No chinks in her armor
Winter blast can’t harm her
She’s an online farmer


By Robb A. Kopp


Details | Ode | |

wet


If the fact that he places it their at all 
be grateful,'that knot in you 
it is by only you, it permitted, 
to be soft within, usually twenty minutes it is required, 
until it again becomes you. 
And/or about forty five minutes is possible to be required there 
is he together,apart from fifteen. 
When mostly is if as for main advantage of informal rank 
your panties, were only in the center clean.
Do not be dismayed and helpless but you think of it,
you would like to possess that, it's knot in you. 
With that grasp of your hand covered rings, 
it is to be able, never too prevent that. 
Most satisfaction and the knot sawing-in where 
the panties, even moon,'growing wet.
Making the feeling awaken, which you feel when it
the knot,catches in you.
It understood that it is yours,rusted silk it 'caused. 
Your other things that knot is made to put in place tries 
the fact that in the degree,
which you have fallen, 'concerning love and you it contains.


Is It Poetry


Details | Light Poetry | |

Ode To Women

I cant figure out why women are such a puzzeling sex to men.
I think its like the three letter word, we say when, and you say how long
has it been?

I especially love it when they say " oh I'm not high maintenance" and 
I need to get this and that done as we scratch our heads and say is it me
or is she the only one.

When we go out we pick any old thing we have on hand, and women say
"Oh I have to get something new" and it probably cost more than our wedding
bands.

We guys go and spend ten bucks on a haircut and a shave, but when you go its 
an all day affair and cost so much I have to ask for a raise.

So men we are left to ponder and sworn to never concede,
but I find its easier not to argue and just give them what they need.


Details | Sonnet | |

Ode To My Love (Modern English version)

What wondrous beauty lies within these eyes 
Fairest creature in face and gracious form 
Your vision lovelier than summer skies 
In you, my true happiness now reborn 
Lay with your loving hand upon my heart 
Breath of love whispered soft upon my cheek 
Please fear not, that we shall be torn apart 
For our love is strong, not shallow or weak
Hold my love close, keep it forever near 
Clasped in your sweet beauty, your shining light
Draw upon its strength, to silence your fear
To guide you through shadows in darkened night 
  Oh beauty, until you are mine once more 
  Remember my love is steadfast and pure 


Details | Ode | |

Ode to a Wife

Wife, you are a quilt
A lasting duvet of my soul 
At winter nights
You warmed me when I felt cold
You embraced me when I needed an embrace
You fed me when I came home 
From work, late and hungry
Kind-heartedly, you’ve quenched my thirst
Now that you’re worn
Here I am, and, I wanted to say
Let me, your husband, be the quilt
A lasting duvet… for you, and 
For my unborn heir


Details | Ode | |

Speak My Love

Speak to me, my love, of the dawn
With amber rays that grace the fields…
That our concealed dreams, be now revealed
Grace mine ears with sweet praise 
Of your honeyed lips…

Oh, speak of love
That adorns the lands,
Tenderly 
Take hold of mine hand ~
Flight of doves
Concede... as you take command

‘Til
The whispering winds stand still~
While the blue seas touch the once placid shores…
Of this mine heart, shan’t be bored 
As with rendered kiss our love’s fulfilled…


Details | Sonnet | |

Ode To My Love (Old English)

What wondrous beauty lies within these eyes 
Fairest creature in face and Divine form 
Thy vision lovelier than summer skies 
In thee, my true happiness now reborn 
Lay with thine loving hand upon my heart 
Breath of love whispered soft upon my cheek 
Please, fear not that we shall be torn apart 
For our love be strong, not shallow or weak
Hold my love close, keep it forever near 
Clasped in thy sweet beauty, thy shining light
Draw upon its strength, to silence thy fear
To guide thee through shadows in darkened night 
  Oh beauty, until thou art mine once more 
  Remember my love be steadfast and pure


Details | Rhyme | |

Ode to Eve

in your warmth, woman, 
   is soft, soulful serenity,
      as you stoke the amber
         embers of my mortality;

triumphs I've  lost,  losses 
   I've gained, untold sufferings,
      but you soothe, you hush down
         all these hurt reminiscings,

as I grope, as I fumble about 
   where this daydreaming leads,
      but as you gaze upon my soul,  
         fears are wind-blown weeds!


Details | Tail-rhyme | |

Ode to Her

The triumphs I've lost, the defeats I've gained, 
                   untold sufferings;

 woman, you soothe, you hush down all these 
                wounded reminiscings;

   for there in your warmth, I've found solace, 
                     soulful serenity;



     your heartbeat stokes the amber embers 
                     of my mortality.

       I fumble about, seeking to know where 
                 my daydreaming leads;

as you gaze upon my soul, my worst  fears become
                     wind-blown weeds!


Details | Free verse | |

Ode To Infinity

Ode To Infinity 
As I pen this ODE TO INFINITY 
into a new translation of existance, 
I become obsessed with time. 
The way I understand it 
is that I can have everything, 
except ewe in persona in real time. 
And that is when I CRY and then   
I weep toward my infinity. 
And all the tears cascade upon my frown; 
for the love of this mye Violette, my love. 
Do not make me lose the comfort 
of our forgotten dreams of love, 
in the midst of all the hatred 
of a world gone mad. 
Please kiss her and bless her OH my Lord. 
And bring her back to me again. 
My Heart would be a shallow place 
and very sad indeed, 
without the need of my stately qyeen 
my princess ewe. 
A mermaid swimming without water 
in the time flow chatting me: 
As I pen this Ode To Infinity.