Picture Poem!

      -Patrick

Explication

I hope that everyone can see the fork, knife, and plate. This poem is about setting the table. I wanted to do a poem about that because it seems small but it is important. It is also probably a relatable topic because many people have had to set the table in their life. The poem is made up of rhyming couplets that form each utensil and plate.

Roast Beef of old England

Roast Beef of old England

When mighty roast beef was the Englishman's food
It ennobled our hearts and enriched our blood--
Our soldiers were brave and our courtiers were good.
Oh! the roast beef of England.
And Old England's roast beef.
Henry Fielding

Explication

This is an old free verse poem written by Henry Fielding. It is about how roast beef used to be England's food. But after a more in depth analysis I think that this poem is about how food, roast beef in particular, brought the people of England together. This is also the idea of food today. Food is associated with social gatherings and it is a way to be social by sitting around a meal and talking with people. This relates to my theme of food because I wanted to show what is associated with food and not just one particular food. I believe the first three lines would have rhymed in old English but the last two don't so the rhyme scheme is aaabc. There weren't many poetic devices but it was descriptive in the way that I could picture a huge feast with roast beef and the English flag in the background.  

Fast Food Villanelle

Fast Food

Before you are gone you must see the light,
Know it well, get it stuck in your head,
Do not eat fast food every night.

Although eating a salad may cause one fright,
It's not so bad if its that or your dead.
Before you are gone you must see the light.

Hamburgers, pizza and fries isn't right,
If you feel sick to your stomach lying in bed,
Do not eat fast food every night.

Noticing your clothes are getting quite tight,
And people saying that you look over fed.
Then, before you are gone you must see the light.

Truly it's bad and the calories aren't light,
And since it's no good if you're as big as a shed,
Do not eat fast food every night.

Also you will stop feeling as free as a kite.
Obviously its true but it must be said,
Before you are gone you must see the light,
Do not eat fast food every night.
-Patrick


Explication

This is a villanelle that I created and I made it to address a point. When people think of food they usually think of social gathering and gourmet meals but there is a dark side to food, which is fast food and not eating enough healthy food. I tried to say that every one can't just eat fast food but they need to eat healthy also. In the modern busy world we live in it is easy to just not eat healthy, but that's bad. There are so many down sides to eating unhealthy food. This fits into my theme because everyone need to see both sides, the good and bad, of food. How many of the people who read this think they eat healthy enough?

Original Limerick

Pie

A beautiful pie with whip cream as lace
Is thrown at someone with a fair 'mount of pace.
  The duck down low,
  Just missing the blow.
But it would be funnier if it smoked them in the face.
-Patrick Mavety


Explication

This a short limerick with a rythme scheme aabba. It was about a pie getting thrown at someones face. I wrote this because I think it is hilarious if someone is hit in the face with a pie. This relates to my topic because I didn't just want to talk about food, but also some funny things that are associated with food. Enjoy.

Original Ode

Ode to the Midnight Snack

Why do I need you every night?
O midnight snack I wander to,
I say I won't with all my might,
But down stairs I walk to find you.
It calls me from my slumber like,
a shining beacon in the sea.
It calls me down and sets me right,
It warms me up just like hot tea.
Without I'd have many sleepless nights.
-Patrick Mavety


Explication

This is an original ode describing a midnight snack. It has a rhyme scheme of ababcdecde which is common with odes. I tried to glorify the idea of a midnight snack and how it just makes you have a good night sleep. I also purposely didn't mention one snack by name because there are so many and I wanted to leave more imagination to the viewer. The poetic devices I threw in were a couple of similes in line 6 and 9. This poem relates to my theme because it is about food but not just your typical breakfast, lunch or dinner food, there are many other times we eat.

Original Parody of Twinkle Twinkle Little Star

Sprinkle, Sprinkle Salt on That

Sprinkle, Sprinkle salt on that,
covering my food like a mat.
Making bad food not so bland,
like a beach made of white sand.
Sprinkle, sprinkle salt on that,
covering my food like a mat.
Patrick Mavety

Explication

So I guess this poem would be called a parody, although I don't make fun of the other poem, I mock by using the same rhyme scheme and rythm. I chose Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star because it is a very well known rhyme but I only remade the first verse because it is more commonly recognized. I got inspiration to write this when I saw someone put an incredible amount of salt on there food and it looked like a mat on there food. The rhyme scheme is aabb. The poetic devices I included were similes with the salt covering the food like a mat and the beach made of white sand. Personally, I rarely put salt on my food so I think it is unnecessary.

Sonnet 7

Oft I do wake to aromatic smells,
That lift me off my moribund bed.
Cinnamon spice, honey, fragrant yeast swells,
Sugar and cream await my sleepy head.
Delicate trimmings of vanilla lace,
Lay strewn about careful dabs of delight,
A sight to withhold whilst yearning to taste,
Fluffy gobbets of blissful berry bites.
I’ll quell my torment and gently wait,
Til this bakery opens with your smile,
To find a longing heart’s sole satiate,
And pray it lingers for more than awhile.
My dear delicattessan of the heart,
Shall thou forever be my morning start.

- Huy Hong

Explication

This poem is a Shakespearean Sonnet and I believe it is about a girl. Huy Hong is comparing food to a girl and how he wakes every morning to the smell of food, which is the same as waking up everyday next to the woman of his dreams. I felt like this was a very good poem. I like the way he described the food like "Delicate trimmings of vanilla lace,". I could really picture food and the smells in my head. For the first eight lines he described the food, but then in the last six lines he changed the poems tune and started to relate back to this woman, which was a good way to finish the poem.   

A Food For Everything!

Meals are the food for the body;
Knowledge is the food for the mind;
Meditation is the food for the spirit;
Music is the food for the love of heart;
Dreams are the food for the consciousness;
Prayer is the food for the Almighty;
Love is the food for the living heart;
Thoughts are the food for the brain;
Colourful ink is the food for the pen;
Ideas are the food for the stories;
Truth is the food for the will;
Sun’s energy is the food for the plants;
Plants are the food for the living beings;
But one man’s food is another man’s poison!

Ramesh T A

Explication


This poem isn't particularly about food but it plays with the idea that if something needs something it would be food. The poem is about how every living and non-living thing needs something to survive. At the end of the poem I believe the poet is trying to describe how some peoples needs are different than that of others but it also says that humans are very dependant on other factors and might not be able to function alone. There is no definite rhyme scheme but the poet uses repetition of the word so you really feel that the one thing needs the other. The main poetic device uses is a metaphor because the whole poem is a metaphor saying that on thing is food. This poem didn't have to much emotional impact on me but that might just be me, all I felt like was agreeing with what the poet was writing.