Ode Poems (274)

Rise its a new day
To bask in the heat the sun
Temps high
Radiates it generates
Warmth that ray of sun
Heat envelopes
Wraps the soul warms the body
Comforts are soul
Heat absurbs wheres it gone
Into the body
Heals are soul
The joy of heat
The joy of that tan
We look into the mirror are glow
Are tan the heat aburbed
We lie in the sun
Content the new day has begun

A white and tan Pomchi
I adopted from the pound
Some days my only buddy
With big gorgeous eyes of brown
His fur is soft and shiny
He stands one foot off the ground
A playful little joker
He just loves his Mama's lap
A whispered, "Come 'ere, boy"
And he jumps up just like a cat
He springs upon my king high bed
I must hop up to mount
Then licks his paws and rubs his head
And sleeps there in a round
I must admit he got it honest
From two cats that I once had
They taught him how to tip the garbage
And chew open the bag
I once was married, my husband envied
This mutt that paid no bills
He said, "That pup must go!"
I said, "You'll go before he will."
In a day my hubby packed his bags
Suitcases on the floor
I whispered, "Get him, boy"
Dude barked that bum right out the door
Never fickle or finicky like a feline
But just as agile and very lucky
Once he cocked his leg inside
And we played dodge and ducky
Of course he won - he hid for a time
Then resurfaced, tail between his legs
He licked my calf, sat and smiled
For forgiveness he doesn't beg
I pat my lap, he pounced right up
With kisses for my neck
My dog-cat, cat-dog.
A good ole boy, yes indeed
He keeps at bay the jerks and strays
And warms my ice cold feet
Good boy!

Wintertime
Wicked wind outside
Staying indoors
Waiting for friendly wings

A glass of wine
Hearts glide
Streams interweaving moors
My caring robin sings

What a joy!
Plain pleasure
Delightful and Divine

Naughty boy!
Unpretentious treasure
Could you be mine?

Welcome to my world . .......

I am but a simple man, a new and creative " Artist " I've found.. Approaching my canvas at last with my very own view... My eyes once distant.. now will gaze upon you. Open your eyes so I can paint your past, your present..... " Your New ".

How long have you stood

By the way your old beams rest

Clear as is day you’re in distress

How such I cast a disappointing eye

If only I've ever seen you as you now lie

Nor can I recall all your glory days

How rude am I to cast such glances

When long ago you hosted many dances

Whose memories still boast of romances

Still the raddled cats hunt mice in your lofts

The bunnies borough deeply under your sills

The sparrows nesting in your gabled eaves

Everywhere I look I see how life abounds

As the old barn falls into the ground

Long that does last in the late winter’s night
Out on the seas where the stormy wind blows
Desperate are eyes the rigging stays tight
A look of fear in each hands face were froze

Jumping from the surf was a spawny sprite
Flying up around through the sails she shows
Many a sailors how her hands will smite
And succumb to her panic in their throes

Sultry voices moan in monstrous delight
How each of all the souls lost at sea knows
Will the heavy chains of death be their plight
Dragging them down as deep as the sea goes


For last but bravery clings to survive
Begging only fate will ever surmise


(c) Yankee4you 2018

the moon rises in your eyes when you touch my hand i come alive feeling you stand next to me under the light of your porch so we can see let your lips caress upon mine for once in life love has returned to me this time

alone in front of your door we are together forever more hours pass by as a minute would walk away i never should say goodnight was only a lie life without you set me to cry

i still remember your touch through my hair the glance of happiness i could see in your stare when we were together in the day my lips couldnt wait for the light to go away i knew soon we would become a pair still could smell you as if you were my air

alone in front of your door we are together forever more hours pass by as a minute would walk away i never should say goodnight was only a lie life without you set me to cry

the following day would come as i fell asleep without you in my be kept me from the power of love i knew was deep didnt need a clock to help me wake the thought of you was enough to open my eyes for the love of ours to sake rushed over to see you as angel lay my kiss upon you so you can say-you love me-cant you tell

alone in front of your door we are together forever more hours pass by as a minute would walk away i never should say goodnight was only a lie life without you set me to cry

spent the day together alive ran around like bees out of a hive count the hours till the sun would fall take you home and stand on your porch is where i wanted to be after all cant remember the last,wont forget the first the passion you showed is what i thirst

together in front of our door we are together forever more years pass by as days would walked away as you never should say goodbye was only a lie life without you set me to die

every beginning has an end isnt your love i lost yet mine to share you werent the first... wont be the last but there is only one light... your porch was ours at night

It's Saturday morning the excitement grows,
From the tips of my fingers to the tips of my toes,
Jump out of bed and run down the stair,
Avoiding my mother with the brush for my hair,
Bolt down the cornflakes place the bowl in the sink,
She asks me a question but I've no time to think,

I ask her to hurry she hands me a tin,
That's the admission, the price to get in,
Be it beans or soup or a quarter of tea,
That was the price, that was the fee,
A knock at the door, I know who'll that be,
Oh those were the days my posse and me.

We strolled down the main street with sixshooters in hand,
In our heads, the meanest gang in the land,
We handed over our bounty to a nice man called Joe,
In ye go lads we've got a great show,

The house lights were up, ah but then they went dim,
The stamping of feet, it made such a din,
On came the lone ranger with tonto his mate,
I thought he was magic, I thought he was great,
The cartoons that followed I loved most of all,
Till that's all folks, indeed that was all,

Its now forty years on, my the years they have flown,
Instead of a sixgun I now wield a phone,
Now as the lights dim and I sit in my seat,
I have to stop myself from stamping my feet.

His eyes can read the lines between
the words I haven't said;
His touch can arc across the room,
short-circuiting my head.
His voice can send my fears to sleep,
and turn my thoughts to bed...
His slow smile is the memory that holds me, in his stead.

Your love is like a dove pure and white and out of sight for the woman I love.