Heather’s prompt guidelines
- Write an ode in praise of a person, place or thing.
Ode to My Father
There in a smallish room he stays
No longer knowing all the ways
He used to thrive
And so alive
But now he knows not but his name
Past and present seem the same
He seems happy
But that’s just me
My visits are now short and sweet
A new adventure each time we meet
Does he know me?
I’ll wait and see
Always a great man, father, dad
A wonderful childhood I had
Thoughts in my head
A full life he led
In not too long he’ll soon be gone
My memories I’ll rely upon
And make me smile
For a while
©2025 CBialczak
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- 1. Use quatrain stanzas. Classic odes (Pindaric and Horatian) use four-line stanzas known as quatrains. Irregular odes like Shelley’s “Ode to the West Wind” may deviate from this, but the most idiomatic phrasing of an ode should contain a stanza pattern with four lines per stanza.
- 2. Choose a grand or intensely personal subject. Depending on the style of the ode you are writing, your subject matter may vary, but in many cases, it should be big and bold. Pindaric odes pay tribute to gods and the majesty of nature, as is the case in Wordsworth’s “Ode on Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood.” Horatian odes also contain larger-than-life subjects, but they tend to be more personal to the poem’s speaker, or perhaps even the poet themselves.
- 3. Be precise about the length of your lines. Pindaric odes typically have a fourth line that is shorter than the rest of the quatrain. Horatian odes typically have a third line that is shorter than the rest of the quatrain. If you are writing an irregular ode, you have more freedom, but a loose structure pushes odes closer to adjacent forms of poetry, such as the elegy.

hi, Christine 😁
Just wanna let you know that this week’s W3, hosted by our beloved Sarah David, is now live:
Enjoy❣️
Much love,
David
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Thanks David!
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hi, Christine❣️
Just wanna let you know that this week’s W3, hosted by our beloved Suzanne, is now live:
Enjoy 😃
Much love,
David
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Even though its getting close to the next W3 I may try and do this one too!
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the current one will be open for another twelve-and-a-half hours or so 🙂
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Going to see my dad now…Will try to get back here later! Peace!
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Christine, the way you capture the essence of your father and your memories together is truly moving.
Much love,
David
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Thanks David. I truly wish he was still the father I knew. I miss him.
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I love after who you modeled this ode. It’s just so beautiful.
thanks for the rules for writing a good ode. Bless you
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Thank you Selma!
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A very powerful and heartfelt ode. ❤️
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This is amazing. I relate SO much to this ode. I took care of my father in his final years. Thank you for sharing this.
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Thank you Sally!
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What a sad and sweet ode, Christine! Your poem brought tears to my eyes.
Yvette M Calleiro 🙂
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Thank you Yvette!
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You have paid a wonderful heartfelt tribute to your father. You give us insight to the man he was and is. Thank you, for sharing this ode.
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Thank you!
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Christine, what a heartfelt ode – dementia is so cruel as it slowly takes away, I feel the bitter-sweet in your ode of having him but not ….i have been here, I felt this immensely … conflicted with enjoying your beautiful poetry with the pain of acceptance 💕🙏🏻💕
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Yes, there is a part of me that almost doesn’t want to see him anymore because it is getting more painful as his mental health continues to decline. When I do visit he shows genuine pleasure, which is what pulls me to go visit him as often as I do.
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Christine this is an upbeat ode about your father. The reality of dementia is that it is a thief of the future and present and nibbles away at the past. I hope you can still make some happy memories! Hugs!
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I try…that’s all I can do. He seems genuinely happy to have me visit so for now that has to be enough.
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Heart wrenchingly beautiful ! 🙏❤️🙏
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Thank you Gypsie-Ami
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You are most welcome Christine! ❤️
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