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This is a Special preview for the CPC  Friday Fling poetry challenge.  Poems should be posted there when the blog opens on Thursday at 9 P.M. EDT.

Friday Fling #131 June 3rd 2011

It’s June, and as we all know, June is…wedding month!   Everybody and his or her brother Fred gets married this month, and if not this month, then some other month, or if not then, then the don’t. If they are British royalty, they get married in May. This time.

Weddings are a holy ceremony, hallowed in time and memory. You have the wedding march, the vows, the exchange of rings, the reception, and…well let’s stop there, this is a family blog.

What are your most precious wedding memories, your own or someone else’s? What is the most special and/or memorable moment of any wedding you ever experienced? If it’s special, or unusual, we want to hear about it! Inquiring poets want to know!

As you know, the Fling is not only a place for timely topics, it’s also a place for formal formats. Since weddings are special events, we thought this would be a good time for you to try an ode. An ode to a wedding. A new one, happening this year, or an ode one. Ha ha.

Shadow poetry.com defines odes simply as: An Ode is a poem praising and glorifying a person, place or thing.

An Ode To Dreamers

When dreamers dream
And lovers love
Do they receive their visions
From heaven above?
Or do they originate
Where all things start
Within our minds
Within our hearts?
I know not all
But what I do know is this
You cannot build a Kingdom
Upon a flimsy wish
So believe in your dreams
Follow them blind
Lest you loose them all,
To the hands of time.

Copyright © 2000 B. R. Jording

Ode To A Butterfly

Oh! the butterfly
he flutters all day,
he roams the skies
with some delay.

He alights on trees, fences
and roses,
to whatever attracts his fancy
he will do his poses.

He’s up, he’s down
he dances with the breeze,
he comes, he goes
and does it with ease.

As I watch him
in pure delight,
I begin to wonder
if he knows his own plight.

For soon spring turns into summer
then summer flies quickly by,
the sun setting early
into a darkening sky.

The butterfly is gone now
replaced by snow,
but he will be back again
to put on his beautiful show.

Copyright © 2001 Lorraine Nisbet

So odes can rhyme or not, be divided into stanzas or not, they are not so much a format as a type of poem written to a theme of praise.

This week the Friday Fling writes odes about memories that never grow ode, about weddings!

Be sure to save time to read and comment unodiously about your fellow Pals’ nuptial recollections or anticipations. Then go off and enjoy your weekend! Maybe go to a wedding. But only if you are invited. Or it’s your own. -Bob/Scotorum and Michelle K.

Fickle Finger of Fate Award for May 27th 2011

Congratulations Rebel!