Weekly Challenge #5: An Ode to Food

[Fluffy]

An Ode to Food​

I was sitting here thinking about how much I love cookies, then realized: hey, I could make a poetic tribute to that if I wanted to. So I wish to challenge my fellow poets to do the same. Time to write some odes! :D Pick a favorite food of any sort and don't hate me for making you hungry.

I don't have any rules for this ode. I'm thinking along the lines of Irregular Ode, where you have freedom over the meters and rhymes you create. (I'll make challenges for Pindarics and such in the future. >:3) Just start off with something along the lines of "Ode to..." and go from there! I will be providing an example to help you get a feel for it.

Ode to Spring

Oh ! Glorious Spring, how amazing you are
You are both Truth's beauty and light
You travel far
Yet always remain bright
Baby lambs greet you with a bleat
Birds fly stretching their wings
Lovers on a seat
We are truly thankful for what you bring
Spring never leave
Oh but can I compare
How I feel when you're near?
Spreading your joy to those so dear
Spring we celebrate your birth
And we mourn each year you leave this Earth
Oh Spring!

 

[Fluffy]

Ode to Pasta

Ode to pasta, my comfort food
I just can't get enough
And no matter what my mood,
I shall never rebuff

You vary in shape and size,
from circular to thin
It should come as no surprise
as to why I'm wearing this grin

Covered with sauce or cheese,
buttered, or just plain
Dish me seconds, please
Before I go insane!

Pasta, you're the best
I could eat you everyday
I just feel so blessed;
Heaven is but minutes away

 

[Asinis]

An Ode to Soup



Oh burning hot seas of carrots and peas

Sweeping gluttonous furry 'pon the the tide

Unsteady fingers fumbling madly with cheese

An old worn spoon gathers fire inside

This vegetable storm with islands of meat

Laughing at the bitter angry cold

This love made broth keeps you in your seat

and warms the bones of the old

So soup take our thanks

From the chilly and run-down

And for keeping our sorrows at bay

Chasing the snow from our windows and melting the winter away

but mostly for helping to stem this wear

and for showing that sometimes people still care.

 

[Arlathina]

An Ode to Consumption
by Isaac James Flores

I used to hold myself back,
reminding myself,
"Watch the pace at which you eat."

It couldn't be too fast, nor too slow,
just what was socially acceptable.
There was always a wolf in my chest,
scarfing down everything it came into contact with.

Now, I realize,
I'm a consumer;
my sole purpose is to consume
everything in my path, leaving behind empty plates
in an attempt to fill the even emptier void within.

I leave behind nothing,
except napkins and the impression of my ass
in your dining room chair,
and after a while
consumption consumes the consumer himself
as I disappear into thin air.

Still, others consume in far worse ways;
consume others as if they were Capri-Suns.
So I embraced my role,
because I am a consumer,
I am the predator who lurks at night,
and the prey as well.
I am a human in all my hungry glory.

Note: I don't know if this counts, but I felt it was related.