Ode to Summery

[lobito]

What'd you think I'm a poet or something? I'm not any good with words, so heres the deal.

I was hoping someone would write one, yes I know it's been done before, and send it to me, and I could tell her I wrote it JUST FOR HER! What do you say?

Ok, that's a load of crap too.

Since it's such a nice day today, I thought it'd be nice if people here wrote "Ode to ______" for someone they like, make their day.

 

[BigDawg69]

An Ode to Perky:

She's absolutely duckilisious.
Her ruffleduck butt makes me viscious.
How I want to smack it,
How she sends me into fits.
I love the way she makes me laugh,
Her art and writing, she's excellent at the craft.

Ode to Perky.

 

[BigDawg69]

Ode to Summery:

Oh how her av's make me sweat,
Someday I would love to make her wet.
She's so crisp and beautiful,
How I love her posts so plentiful.
She always seems to make me smile,
Even when life throws its tribulations and trials.

Ode to Summery.

 

[Fly_On_Wall]

On a fine summers day ruined by the rain.
Her smile brings sunshine back into my life.
Whith a joke and a snort, my truobles go away.
such a cheerful lady, I love her and think i'm crazy.
the freind of all friends i'm glad she is mine.

so it sucked... I' too hot to think

 

[BigDawg69]

Ode to Morgy:

Ahh the most beautiful and wonderful rain,
Her heart and soul have run me over like a train.
I yearn to hug and hold her tight,
I need to squeeze her close with all my might.
She is my a ghra, my muse of rain,
My feelings for her I cannot feign.

Ode to Morgy

 

[Summery]

Thanks guys. You are all too sweet!

Lo, you wrote a story, you can write poetry. ~smiles~

 

[lobito]

ah yes, that one story...

The memories of that trip, mmmmmmmmmm

ok, I'm gonna try an ode, give me some time.

 

[perks]

I search for thee amongst crafty poets
Lost in a maze of image verse and rhyme,
Orchid scents weave me past Summer haiku,
While butterflies flit by on quatrain wings
Teasing green couplets with structured rhythm.
And Lo! amidst a fountain of meter,
A spray of effervescent syllables
Drip together forming Greek choriamb.
My lips are wet with dactyl reflection;
I lick trimeter from my supple lips
Hungry for more of this hot Odyssey.
Thy words cloak my skin in sultry colors
Binding me with their strict rigidity,
Breathless, I cry for release, “Summer...Please!”




for those of you on the poetry board, ignore the repetition of this poem.

 

[Summery]

I search for thee amongst crafty poets
Lost in a maze of image verse and rhyme,
Orchid scents weave me past Summer haiku,
While butterflies flit by on quatrain wings
Teasing green couplets with structured rhythm.
And Lo! amidst a fountain of meter,
A spray of effervescent syllables
Drip together forming Greek choriamb.
My lips are wet with dactyl reflection;
I lick trimeter from my supple lips
Hungry for more of this hot Odyssey.
Thy words cloak my skin in sultry colors
Binding me with their strict rigidity,
Breathless, I cry for release, “Summer...Please!”




for those of you on the poetry board, ignore the repetition of this poem.

I so heart you, sweet cheeks.
Thank you.

 

[BigDawg69]

Clearly I am not worthy, not worthy, not worthy, not worthy! I bow to Perksters poetical genius. Such use of the terms by which you write!

 

[Summery]

Clearly I am not worthy, not worthy, not worthy, not worthy! I bow to Perksters poetical genius. Such use of the terms by which you write!

Don't worry. I am not feeling worthy either!
Her talent far exceeds mine.

 

[perks]

pffffffft!~


but thanks.