The ode

An ode is a person, place, or object and you exaggerate it.

This is how you write an ode

  1. Pick an ordinary place or thing.
  2. Give your subject praise or thanks. (Oh, _____________!)
  3. Speak directly to the object.
  4. Use adjectives to describe it.
  5. Use verbs to bring that object to life. (Personification)
  6. Use repeated lines

Ode to the pancake

Ode to the pancake,

I send out a praise to you oh you yummy juicy pancake i watch that nice looking syrup go off and abandon you, i can hear you trying to talk to me with a sizzle, praise to you pancake all golden and sometime black if forgotten about, oh praise to you.

Ode to time

Ode to time, oh time praise to you, time the ticking of you friend "Clock" drives me insane, but if you would stop time, no more being late, no more being tardy, we may not be able to see you but we know your there oh time thank you though, some may hear to you telling them to be there on time others may not, for helping us be there on time, oh praise to you.

ode to seasons

Ode to seasons, oh seasons the time i can thank you for getting us out of school, you change your name all the time, we call you spring summer winter and fall, oh seasons oh the time i thank you, how subsequent you can be always changing, good bye frigid intense air and hello to warm air.

Ode to Air


oh air, i love the way you go through the body

the way you enter and leave the lungs,

and the way you come out of trees i can almost feel

you breath on my neck.


cement oh cement the way you let me ride my

bike on you and run through the air

it makes me feel good about



Example John Keats

Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
Conspiring with him how to load and bless
With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;
To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees,
And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;
To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells
With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,
And still more, later flowers for the bees,
Until they think warm days will never cease,
For Summer has their clammy cells

Example John williams

I've seen you many times in many places--
Theater, bus, train, or on the street;
Smiling in spring rain, in winter sleet,
Eyes of any hue in myriad faces;
Midnight black, all shades of brown your hair,
Long, short, bronze or honey-fair.
Instantly have I loved, have never spoken;
Slowly a truck passed, a light changed,
A door closed--all seemingly pre-arranged--
Then you were gone forever, the spell was broken.
Ubiquitios only one, we've met before
A hundred times, and we'll meet again
As many more; in hills or forest glen,
On crowded street or lonely, peaceful shore;
Somewhere, someday--but how will we ever know
True love, how wil we ever know?

Example Sheri watlers

Butterfly, oh butterfly, why do you hide in the shadows?
Spread wide your wings, let your heart sing
And come dance with me in the meadow
Butterfly, oh butterfly, why do you fear?
You'll never stray, I'll lead the way
Just follow the path, I'll be near
Butterfly, oh butterfly, have you no hope?
Drink of the sun, our life's just begun
Thro time's hills and valleys we'll lope
Butterfly, oh butterfly, dare you to dream?
On our hearts we depend, shall we follow the wind
And consign to the fates grander scheme?