Concrete Poem Assignment



Ode Poem Assignment

Assignment: Write an ODE POEM.

An ode is a poem of praise. It tells how much you like something and why you like it. You can write an ode about any object: skateboard, violin, goldfish, skates, baseball glove, sneakers, bedroom, etc.

Your Job: Using the sample Odes as a reference, you will write an ode poem of your own. Follow the guide below to write a rough draft on the back of this sheet (or a separate piece of paper), and then draft a final, typed copy with color and illustration(s).

Guide:

1. Your subject is your title.

Ode To My Skates

2. Begin your ode by addressing this object as if it were a person. This will be the first line of your ode.

O Skates

3. Now write a SIMILE/METAPHOR that describes what the object is like. The comparison should describe the object’s shape, color, texture (feel), or sound (if it makes one).

Your pompoms are

red cherries

hanging

on a tree

4. Write another SIMILE/ METAPHOR that describes how the object looks, feels, or sounds. Your comparison can also describe something that you do with the object.

When I put you on,

it’s like

jumping into a pile

of very soft wool

5. Make as many SIMILE/ METAPHOR comparisons as you like (at least 4) and then end the ode by telling how you feel about the object or how you feel when you are using it.

When I start moving,

I am a bird

flying

through the air.

Ode to Hamburger —Grandpa Tucker

Oh, burger, sizzling on the grill,

I can not make my heart stand still.

I've got the Heinz anticipation,

That "where's the beef" articulation.

A cattle call of bovine bliss

Summoo-ns us to meat like this.

This charcoal round-up will succeed,

Behooving order—not stampede.

My nose is filled with your aroma,

I'm tripping to cholesterol coma.

You are clearly heavenly chow.

I call you my chopped "Holy Cow."

You are truly rare indeed,

In bun adorned by poppy seed.

My love for you is nothing phony.

Bull-eve me, this is not bull-oney.

You slow me with your mooving kiss,

But I'll catch up and relish this.

I crave your fat, I'm tired of starches.

Eat your heart out, Golden Arches.

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