Dedication Ode Poems

A shoulder in the storm when others flee,
A voice that cuts through silence, clear and true.
In chapters dark and bright, you stand with me, 
The...

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my grandmother’s name is Verna

some look at her and see section 8, welfare checks, abuse and neglect

they see insufficiency, ignorant independency, a trench-condemned wreck 

no...

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O glorious dear sun, sovereign of the day, in the sky above
you’re one whose radiance resembles a little of God’s love;
by nurturing all creatures in...

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wiry wily 
snakily snake
like a load of spaghetti
all coily not straight

roundy and writhy 
curly with flow
like stringy all knotty
and cotton to sew

a scribble of dribble
all...

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My mother my everything so rare
Like a diamond blooming with pure love
Not to be compared to or bargained for
A very precious and priceless gem
My life...

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All personal battles may be unseen to the world
But they are most visible and intense to the people fighting them
Those fighters are true heroes 
You...

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Birthday Wishes: Horatian Ode

Sweet sixteen with no happy birthday cake.
Oh, Mother, you're missed but I am bitter.
How many hundreds did your calloused hands make?
So steady,...

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My heart is a blank space 
A fertile ground where wilted roses
gain life and bloom__'evergreen 
it becomes ( the anchor of passion)
A beacon of romanticism...

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With gentle words and steady hands
her work is filled with love
She meets the tasks her role commands
then soars so far above

With rows of little desks...

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Steeped in mysterious magic
fearlessly they go
an eerily mischievous bird
you’re never far from a crow

Mystical messenger of the occult
blackest black obsidian plume
baneful omen of death they...

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In Bethlehem's manger, a humble abode, 
A savior was born, the son of our God.
No sleigh bells, no reindeer, just a star shining bright, 
Guiding...

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Part - I

O bright star! Where have thou gone?
For thy beams are needed again,
To warm thy followers’ lives forlorn.
Few robbed breads thou baked, most sans...

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I watch her even now-running,
Toward unknown paths, forever in a hurry,
With tears streaming down the eyes,
Always pretending to be tireless.

So was the mother and so...

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O thou whitish heaven's deity
Rowing on the waterways
Hellen of the birds in heaven
Heaven of the world of fays

In the foggy eves of winter
In the moonlit...

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Ode to John Morgan of Morgan and Morgan

Oh, John Morgan, a beacon of might,
A champion who battles in the fight,
For injured souls who seek respite,
You...

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