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Poem Details | by Michael Wise |
Categories: fun, humor, humorous, tribute,

An Ode to Coffee

O, black and potent beverage
each morning that I rise
you give me greater leverage
you make me strong and wise

O, elixir of higher thought
rejuvenate my mind
I percolate you in my pot
through dark beans that I grind

With sugar some would sweeten you
and lighten you with cream
but black and strong will be my brew
like women in my dreams

O, steaming dark deliciousness
please keep me wide awake
and bring me higher consciousness
upon my coffee break


© Mike Wise
 3/23/14


Poem Details | by jacque lee |
Categories: friendship, funny, people, time,

Ode to Trevor

We'd really like to thank you
i'm sure you left it here with love,
it really was so kind of you
but we didn't want your bug.

We thought you'd like to know
we really felt the pits
we thought of you quite often
when we had the squits.

Next time you come to visit
please leave your bugs at home,
'cause, when you bring them with you
they sure do like to roam.

So next time that we see you
I hope you come alone,
you can bring Rosie and Katie
but leave your bugs at home.

Poem Details | by victor nwakanma |
Categories: brother, freedom, giving, happy, humorous,

one race

The firmament above, beneath we exist,
This diversity in divine artistry
Same eyes divers sizes
Different skin same sin
Different color same honor
Same human same humor
Why try to sort out maize from corn? They are all same
Cus just one shot, your race wont spare you

Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: humorous,

An Ode To Pink Poop



Imagine if our poop was a pretty pink Or smelled like a dozen red roses Beautiful music was heard when we tooted There'd be no need for holding noses We'd relish the thought of soiling our whites To show off a new shade of pink And proud to fart Ludwig's Fifth Symphony While sitting on the throne by the sink It can possibly be construed as a bit unusual To be writing a poem about poop But pink poop deserves special recognition So let's all just let out a big whoop! Imagine if our poop was a pretty pink And smelled to high heaven of roses We'd be so proud of our load of pink magic There'd be no need for holding noses © Jack Ellison 2013

Poem Details | by Ray Gridley |
Categories: humor, tribute,

Ode To Jan - Queen of Poop

Jan's humourous submissions
About human emissions
Are tastefully turned into verses.
If we suffered those things
That digestion brings
We'd need lost of visits from nurses.

Now Jan's let us know
That we all have to go
And she don't mean to heaven or hell
But places at home
Where we sit on our throne
And hope that we don't leave a smell.

If you took Jan apart
You will find a big heart
She humours us with every caper
I can't put down more,
As it's been quite a chore
To write this on clean toilet paper.

Poem Details | by Fritz Purdum |
Categories: fruit, fun, humorous, silly,

Ode to Ketchup

For hamburgers hotdogs and french fried potatoes
add the sweet savory sauce a gift from tomatoes
Ketchup Ketchup pour it thick
for bland foods it does the trick

Scramble eggs just to plain
Ketchup adds that sweet tang
Steak a little too dry
that's when ketchup applies
Try adding ketchup in your sauce
topping meatloaf it is boss
Beautifully red rich and thick
Ketchup is foods favorite condiment

For finger foods a tasty dip
so yummy you smack your lips
Ketchup is a sweet sensation
taste buds crave with anticipation
That magic that ketchup brings
is that flavorful wonderful zing



Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: humorous,

An Ode To Brussel Sprouts



This is quite a bit overdue my friends It's an ode to Brussel Sprouts Those delicious spherical bundles of joy Not too popular hereabouts Poor wee fellows just want to be loved Along with the other veggies They've long had a real image problem About as popular as a wedgie Thinking of starting a worldwide petition Any Soupers wishing to join Send a hundred dollars to me, Jester Jack You'll receive a commemorate coin Along with the coin you'll receive a bushel Of these oh so luscious little critters As a bonus for ordering before December An autographed picture of John Ritter Hey, it rhymes doesn't it !!! © Jack Ellison 2013

Poem Details | by Joshua Lacey |
Categories: funny

Take a Risk - Ode to Bowling

Roll the ball with utmost care
By the gutters if you dare!
Don't go slidding down the lane
Don't want to think of how much pain!
Of a lousy score beware!

Poem Details | by Elton Camp |
Categories: funny, computer,

Ode to the Computer Keyboard

Ode to the Computer Keyboard

By Elton Camp

It was on a manual typewriter that I learned to key
The keyboard’s function was obvious as could be

A computer keyboard, to me, isn’t the same way
For what some of the key do, I can’t possibly say

About half I comprehend of keys called F1 to F12
Into ESC, Scroll Lock, Pause, Break I don’t delve

Perhaps they do all kinds of absolutely great stuff
But for an old man like me, they are way too tough

ESC stands for “Escape” said the computer geek
If it escapes, then I guess he would have to seek

If I should see this useless key trying to get away
I’d just say, “It’s goodbye and good riddance today.”


Poem Details | by Curtis Moorman |
Categories: funny,

Ode to Trees


High as a Georgia pine they say
I think that I shall never see
From little acorns a mighty oak grows
So goes my tree knowledge

Poem Details | by Dan Keir |
Categories: adventure, angst, confusion, dark, dedication, depression, devotion, education, faith, farewell, funny, humorous, imagination, introspection, lonely, loss, lost, memory, pain, parody, passion, people, places, retirement, sad, science fiction, sorrow, sorry, space, star, teacher, time, travel, tribute, visionary,

Solitude: To Yoda, An Ode

Green bark a prism creates,
Feel the pull of earth, you must.

Rotates, a slime of endless hates,
Can hold me not, this world’s crust.

Friendship’s ties, isolation Deflates,
Succumbs, my spaceship, to bitter rust.

Mist, my soul forever permeates,
Lift-off, booms the rocket’s thrust.

My spirit when light returns, elates,
Swamps swell, swallowed hope’s swirling dust.

Trapped, I am, until student from fate
Arrives to learn; Cloud City or bust.

Poem Details | by Sara Kendrick |
Categories: funny,

Ode To New White Socks

Cotton fields White to harvest Untouched by red clay Trash, sediment Banked white snow Fluffy Not visited By neighborhood dogs Right out of the pack The scent of clean, Soft cotton Dry and warm Slip one on, then two Encapsulate the feet Like clean silver fog Coats each tree Ten hours later There's dirt, stink Old shoe leather stains Then tossed into hamper No longer new No longer clean No longer white Just dirty old socks

Poem Details | by Liz Labadie-Reilly |
Categories: humor,

Ode to the Tomato

Thought to first originate in Peru,
It’s a true tomato  fact,
oval or round,  and juicy too
from beefsteak to compact.
Tomato!  be you red or green,
nutritionally you are boss,
whether topping a salad like a queen
or at the heart of pasta sauce.
Without you, ketchup would be taboo,
 saucy salsa you wouldn’t see
marinara, we’d have to do without,	
you’re  the soul of  the  BLT.
Cousin to the eggplant,
you grow on vines above,
in France they honor you by name,
known as the “apple of love”,
So Hooray for you sweet,seedy fruit
let us  all  stop and pause,
to  honor the rich ripe goodness you bring
with a hearty round of applause!

Poem Details | by Kudzai Mhangwa |
Categories: food, fruit, fun, funny,

Ode To A Lemon

Zesty droplets on my tongue  
Setting a blaze of many flavours
Lively explosions on in my mouth

Poem Details | by Raven Howell |
Categories: appreciation, childhood, food, giggle, humor, humorous, sorry,

Child's Ode to Broccoli

More nutritious
Than a bean,
I do appreciate 
Your green,
But raw,
You are extremely crunchy,
Roasted,
Just a mushy-munchy.
Steaming 
Makes you awfully wet.
Sorry -
‘Still don’t like you yet!

Poem Details | by Barbara Dickenson |
Categories: 9th grade, funny, girl, growing up, high school, youth,

Ode To A Gym Teacher

Ode To A Gym Teacher

Amid brassiere and derrière
She strives to put her clothes on.
Her panties there, stockings here 
The rest of it, she throws on.

At the mirror, shining bright
She struggles with her powder.
She holds her place with main and might
As others try to crowd her.

How can she dress so nimbly 
In but five minutes of an hour?
The question’s answered simply:
She did not take a shower.


Barbara Dickenson
August 1966

Poem Details | by Anthony Beck |
Categories: education, humorous, irony, soccer,

Ode to Dyslexics -- a soccer poem

Woe is us, we wretched Dyslexicons,
We visionary thinking paragons,
We the summer-school-room-dwelling patsies,
We the ostracized by Spelling Nazis.

(sorry, lied about the soccer)

Poem Details | by Stephanie Weeks |
Categories: funny,

Ode To My Fish 'Skinny-D'

I've only had you for about a year,
To me the time was of good cheer.

Poem Details | by Joseph Coogan |
Categories: betrayal, food, humorous, irony, money,

An Ode to Clam Chowder

Oh, clam chowder, how I would love
You to be like the thing you claim you taste of.
You're seafood, soup, potatoes, all warm
And bubbling in a splendrous, thick liquid form.
Your amount of potatoes, though is extensive,
Because I guess that clam is just too expensive
To be present in amounts that meet my desires.
But I suppose you'd be too costly for buyers.
But aside from that, clam chowder, you're alright.
I'll probably still have some tonight.

Poem Details | by Joshua Lacey |
Categories: funny

Don't Fool Around! (ode to golf)

Whack that ball; don't hit a tree
Be conked out in the head you see!
And don't hit into the rough
Oh my gosh; that sure is tough!
Or maybe in "the zone" you'll be!

Poem Details | by Seren Roberts |
Categories: funny,

To Yoda an ode contest

The man looked at his twinkle
Shucks what's become of me
I used to rise and shine
Now all i do is pee

Yoda said, "Size doesn't matter
Saying take a look at me
I have  the force behind me"
But still  I am so twee

"Come close and feel the force
Around us, you and me".
"Everywhere the fire" Said I
Looking down hopefully

Guess it hasn't reached that far
Will stoke the burners well
"Do or do not, there is no try"
Are the words that Yoda tells

So next time when in the loo
Trying to raise a smile
Remembering what yoda has 
I outdo him by a mile.







Poem Details | by Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen |
Categories: food, funny, green,

Ode to a Green Hat

The green cuisine will make you lean.
Like Jeanne, Christine, or age eighteen.
Sardines, soybeans, along with greens
Will help you fit in smaller jeans.
The diet scene, you've seen umpteen!
You've worked out on the green machine.
Being lean they say is supreme.
Like if you are a strong marine.
Or when he rubs on your sunscreen.
But if you're fat and seem obscene,
Be sure to wear a hat that's green.
The color green is so serene.
And sparkles in the sunlight's sheen.
Eat: kale, spinach and collard greens
Or buy a great big hat thats green!

© March 1, 2012
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen

Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest:  The Colors Have It 
Sponsor	Russell Sivey

Poem Details | by Rachel Heffington |
Categories: funny

Ode to Rubber Boots

“Ode to Rubber Boots”
By Rachel Heffington

In rubber boots you’re free to wade 
Through puddle and through creek;
In rubbers you’re invincible! 
(Excepting when they leak!)
 

Poem Details | by Odin Roark |
Categories: humorous,

6 Second Trailer

6 Second Trailer

OMG
Did you see it?
OMG
Its...
I'm...
Oh
My
God

It's a fantastic flick
This is...
OMG

The full trailer?

It's coming
It's coming
OMG
So am I

Did you see her...
His...
Its...
Oh
So sweet
Gotta tweet
Gotta sleep

Don't ya love it
OMG

Who wrote it?

The screenplay?
Who cares?

Opening?

Premiering 2015

Bit early, eh?

What, the trailer?
Ya think?

Yeah, but
WTF
YOLO

Poem Details | by Angel fire |
Categories: adventure, confusion, dedication, friendship, funny, love, passion, travel, tribute,

Love feast

Love feast             by Steven Hudson

I have looked upon too many scarred, sullen and hard faces these many days.
Loud, crude, gruff men who take and push and fight.
This ship has run its course, sleepless, tossed about,
Every port and harbor, sea and foreign land.
My companions smell and to look at them would make you turn down.
I’m pretty sure I have a tapeworm and my piss is the wrong color.
So my love, when here at last I see your face,
You’re smile, piercing eyes, and silky long hair,
To gaze at you now is a love feast to behold,
And from now and forever you will always be…..
The most captivating golden retriever I have ever seen.