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1In your Poetry Packet answer the following questions: What is poetry?Name a few places you could find poetry if you were told to bring in 5 examples of it.
2Your poetry study will be divided into two parts (two tests) Your poetry study will be divided into two parts (two tests). This first section is on figurative language. What is figurative language?figurative language is a type of language that varies from literal language, in which words mean exactly what they say. Also known as the "ornaments of language,“ Figurative language does not mean exactly what it says, but instead forces the reader to make an imaginative leap in order to comprehend an author's point. It usually involves a comparison between two things that may not, at first, seem to relate to one another.
3Steps to Reading Poetry: Read the poem more than once and aloud at least once.Pay attention to the punctuation:, ; stop briefly at commas and semicolons. stop longer after periods-- if you see hyphens, expect a shift in thoughtNone if you see no punctuation at the end of a line, don’t stopFeel the poem’s mood.Create a picture in your mind.What is the poem trying to tell you? Does it make you look at something in a new way?
4Figurative Language Term: Simile Definition A comparison of two distinctly different things linked by words such as like or as.ExampleRyan likes early mornings as much as Ms. Carter likes repeating herself.
5In your Poetry Packet, write down 2 similes from the following poem: When I wake up in the morning I am like a grouchy grizzly bear Growling and roaring at all those around After a lengthy shower I am like a butterfly landing on a fresh petal I am sweet to everyone When I arrive at school I am like a tornado turned loose I am all over looking for my friends In Ms. Pearmen’s Algebra class I am like a calculator without batteries I am unable to function At the end of the school day I am like a loaf of molded bread I have been sitting around too long. After a good supper and lots of phone calls I am like a collector's Corvette I am in good shape and I am ready to go.
6In your Poetry Packet, finish these lines with similes In your Poetry Packet, finish these lines with similes. When I am tired, I am as _____________________________ When I am sad, I am like ____________________________ When I am annoyed, I am as __________________________ When I am sleepy, I am like ___________________________ Now come up with two of your own:
7Add this definition to your poetry definitions. Term: MetaphorDefinition: A direct comparison of one thing with something completely different using is, are or were. Indicates that one thing is another.Example:My life is a dream.
8In your poetry packet, write at least one poem containing two similes.
9Langston Hughes was first recognized as an important literary figure during the 1920s, a period known as the "Harlem Renaissance“ because of the number of emerging black writers.A Dream Deferred Langston HughesWhat happens to a dream deferred?Does it dry uplike a raisin in the sun?Or fester like a sore–And then run?Does it stink like rotten meat?Or crust and sugar over–like a syrupy sweet?Maybe it just sagslike a heavy load.Or does it explode?
10Sleeping Father David Chin My father sits in his chair and snores. Inhaling, he rasps like an anchor chain Rattling off a ship, dropping into the sea. When he exhales, waves hiss on distant shores. In his dream, he carries the kite His uncle made for him and walks the village path Thinking of his father who sailed for America years ago. I wonder if it has to be this way with fathers. As he sleeps with his head tipped back, His mouth half open, behind shut eyelids The frailest of objects climbs the sky and a string slides though his fingers.
11In your Poetry Packet, determine whether each of the following is a metaphor or a simile. No one invites Harold to parties because he’s a wet blanket.As the teacher entered the room she muttered under her breath, “This class is a three-ring circus!”The giant’s steps were thunder as he ran toward Jack.The pillow was a cloud when I put my head upon it after a long day.I feel like a limp dishrag.Those girls are like two peas in a pod.The fluorescent light was the sun during our test.The baby was like an octopus, grabbing at all the cans on the grocery store shelves.The bar of soap was a slippery eel during the dog’s bath.10.Ted was as nervous as a cat with a long tail in a room full of rocking chairs.
12Shall I Compare Thee To A Summer's Day? William Shakespeare Thou art more lovely and more temperate.Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,And summer's lease hath all too short a date.Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,And often is his gold complexion dimmed;And every fair from fair sometime declines,By chance, or nature's changing course untrimmed.But thy eternal summer shall not fadeNor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st;Nor shall death brag thou wand'rest in his shade,When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st.So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
13Add this definition…Term: AlliterationDefinition:The same sounds at the beginning of wordsExample:Paula picked a pickled pepper.
14How fast can you read these alliterations? Angela Abigail Applewhite ate anchovies and artichokes.Bertha Bartholomew blew big, blue bubbles.Clever Clifford Cutter clumsily closed the closet clasps.Dwayne Dwiddle drew a drawing of dreaded Dracula.Elmer Elwood eluded eleven elderly elephants.Floyd Flingle flipped flat flapjacks.Greta Gruber grabbed a group of green grapes.Hattie Henderson hated happy healthy hippos.Ida Ivy identified the ivory iris.Julie Jackson juggled the juicy, jiggly jello.
15Karl Kessler kept the ketchup in the kitchen. Lila Ledbetter lugged a lot of little lemons.Milton Mallard mailed a mangled mango.Norris Newton never needed new noodles.Patsy planter plucked plump, purple, plastic plums.Quinella Quist quite quickly quelled the quarreling quartet.Randy Rathbone wrapped a rather rare red rabbit.Shelly Sherman shivered in a sheer, short, shirt.Trina Tweety tripped two twittering twins under a twiggytree.Uri Udall usually used his unique, unusual unicycle.
16Vicky Vince viewed a very valuable vase. Walter Whipple warily warned the weary warrior.Xerxes Xenon expected to xerox extra x-rays.Yolana Yvonne Yarger yodeled up yonder yesterday.Zigmund Zane zig-zagged through the zany zoo zone.
17The use of alliterations in poetry may not be as obvious as the tongue twisters. They may be more subtle and add to the sound and rhythm of the poem.
18No Thank You -Shel Silverstein No I do not want a kitten, No cute, cuddly kitty-poo, No more long hair in my cornflakes, No more midnight meowing mews. No more scratchin’, snarlin’, spitters, No more sofas clawed to shreds, No more smell of kitty litter, No more mousies in my bed. No I will not take that kitten – I’ve had lice and I’ve had fleas, I’ve been scratched and sprayed and bitten, I’ve developed allergies. If you’ve got an ape, I’ll take him, If you have a lion, that’s fine, If you brought some walking bacon, Leave him here, I’ll treat him kind. I have room for mice and gerbils, I have beds for boars and bats, But please, please take away that kitten – Quick –‘fore it becomes a cat. Well it is kind of cute at that. PLEASE ANSWER THE QUESTIONS IN YOUR POETRY PACKET.
19THE VALIANT VOYAGERS Jacinta Ramayah, Malaysia Venturing out in vessels from the Vikings to Victorian times Vigilantes with valour and vision and of vengeance and vice. The likes of Vasco da Gama and Vespucci and Vadino Vivaldi, From Venice to Venezuela, of viceroys and victory. Through oceans and variables vicious the vast world their home No valuables or valise to vex them thro’ vales and valleys they roam. From villages to veld they visit being valorous and versatile, A vagrant of sorts, a vagabond sometimes vicious and vile.
20In your poetry packet, write your own poem demonstrating the SUBTLE use of alliteration.
21ANSWER THE QUESTIONS IN YOUR POETRY PACKET. You Promised By Sara Holbrooks I gave you private thoughts to hold. You promised not to tell. You told. I trusted friendship like a bank. Now they know; I’ve got you to thank. When secrets have my name on them, don’t pass them out to her or him. My secrets are a loan to be returned upon request to me.ANSWER THE QUESTIONS IN YOUR POETRY PACKET.
22Add this to your definitions: Consonance: the repetition of consonants (or consonant patterns) especially at the ends of words.Example:dawn goes downOrsome mammals are clammy
23The consonance of the hard sounds in Wes Magee's 'The Boneyard Rap' might be said to echo the rattle of bones in the poem.
24Add this to your definitions: Term: SymbolDefinition: Something that has meaning in itself, while at the same time representing or standing for something else.Examples:
25I Am A Rock Simon & Garfunkel As you listen to the song and follow along with the lyrics in your poetry packet, think about the use of symbolism in the music.smJ6aBQ&safety_mode=true&persist_safety_mode=1&safe=active
26In your packet write about a symbol that would best represent you In your packet write about a symbol that would best represent you. Explains why it is a good symbol for you.A laughing cat would be my symbol. I love all animals, but I would have to say that cats are one of my favorites. I like the fact that they are independent yet can be very loving. I also think that they know how to enjoy life (sleeping in the sun, yoga-like stretching). I’ve been through some tough times in my life and, after spending many years being angry, I’ve realized that for me laughter is much more enjoyable!
27Autobiography in Five Short Chapters Portia Nelson I walk down the street.There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.I fall in.I am lost I am helplessIt takes forever to find a way out.Chapter 2I walk down the same street.I pretend I don’t see it.I fall in again.I can’t believe that I am in this same place.But it isn’t my fault.It still takes a long time to get out.Chapter 3There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.I see it is there.I still fall in. . . It’s a habit but,My eyes are open.I know where I am.It is my fault.I get out immediately.Chapter 4I walk down the same street.There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.I walk around it.Chapter 5I walk down another street.
28Add this to your definitions: Term: ImageryDefinition:A sensory experience put into words/ this connects with one of the five senses.
29The Shark By E. J. PrattAnd a double row of white teeth, And eyes of metallic grey, Hard and narrow and slit.Then out of the harbor, With that three-cornered fin Shearing without a bubble the water Lithely, Leisurely, He swam-- That strange fish, Tubular, tapered, smoke-blue, Part vulture, part wolf, Part neither-- for his blood was cold.He seemed to know the harbor, So leisurely he swam; His fin, Like a piece of sheet-iron, Three-cornered, And with knife-edge, Stirred not a bubble As it moved With its base-line on the water.His body was tubular And tapered And smoke-blue, And as he passed the wharf He turned,And snapped at a flat-fish That was dead and floating. And I saw the flash of a white throat,
30Those Winter Sundays Robert Hayden Sundays too my father got up early And put his clothes on in the blueback cold, then with cracked hands that ached from labor in the weekday weather made banked fires blaze. No one ever thanked him. I'd wake and hear the cold splintering, breaking. When the rooms were warm, he'd call, and slowly I would rise and dress, fearing the chronic angers of that house,Speaking indifferently to him, who had driven out the cold and polished my good shoes as well. What did I know, what did I know of love's austere and lonely offices?
31In your packet, write a poem that demonstrates imagery
32Dust of Snow -- Robert Frost The way a crow Shook down on me The dust of snow From a hemlock tree Has given my heart A change of mood And saved some part Of a day I had rued.
33Add this to your definitions: Term: PersonificationDefinition: Giving human qualities or characteristics to a non-human thing.Example: There was nothing more that Fluffy the cat enjoyed then having dinner with the family.
34The _____________ -- William Jay Smith silver-scaled Dragon with jawsflaming redSits at my elbow and toasts my breadI hand him fat slices, and then, one by one,He hands them back when he seesthey are done.ANSWER THE QUESTIONS IN YOUR POETRY PACKET.
35Steam Shovel Charles Malam The dinosaurs are not all dead.I saw one raise its iron headTo watch me walking down the roadBeyond our house today.Its jaws were dripping with a loadOf earth and grass that it had chopped.It must have heard me where I stopped,Snorted white steam my way,And stretched its long neck out to see,And chewed, and grinned quite amiably.
36Add this to your definitions: Term: OnomatopoeiaDefinition: A word that sounds the same as the noise it represents.Example: “Crunch, crunch, crunch,” was the sound of the snow under my feet.
37Ankylosaurus Jack Prelutsky Clankity Clankity Clankity Clank! Ankylosaurus was built like a tank, Its hide was a fortress as sturdy as steel. It tended to be an inedible meal. It was armored in front, it was armored behind. There wasn’t a thing on its miniscule mind, It waddled about on its four stubby legs, nibbling on plants with a mouthful of pegs. Ankylosaurus was best left alone, its tail was a cudgel of gristle and bone. Clankity Clankity Clankity tank.ANSWER THE QUESTIONS IN YOUR POETRY PACKET.
38In your packet, write your own poem using either personification or onomatopoeia (or both!). This is an example of . . .
39Something to think about… This is a “Reverse Poem”&safety_mode=true&persist_safety_mode=1&safe =active
40Poetry Review (I foresee a test in your future.) 1. The pan clattered to the floor.What is “clattered” an example of? Why?Give an example of a symbol and explain what it symbolizes.What is imagery?Write a simile for your day today.Write a metaphor for your smile.Write an alliteration describing yoursummer plans.
41According to the cards… You will need to be able to write the definition for each of the words we have covered so far.You will need to be able to give an ORIGINAL example of each of the words that we covered.You will need to be able to identify each of the elements we covered in a poem.
43Add this to your definitions: Term: RhythmDefinition: The music in poetry.Example: When Kendall read her poem out loud, David felt the rhythm and began to dance.
44Rhythm is a musical quality. The most obvious kind of rhythm is the regular repetition of stressed and unstressed syllables found in some poetry.Writers also create rhythm by repeating words and phrases or even by repeating whole lines and sentences.Think of some of the picture books that were read to you. What one do you remember as having a strong rhythm to the writing?
45BEES You voluble, Velvety, Vehement fellows That play on your Flying and Musical cellos,All goldenlyGirdled youSerenade clover,Each artist in Bass,but a Bibulous rover!You passionate,Powdery Pastoral bandits,Who gave you your Roaming and Rollicking mandates?Come out of my Foxglove; comeOut of my rosesYou bees with thePlushy and Plausible noses!-- Norman Rowland Gale
46Add this to your definitions. Definition: Free VerseDEFINITION: A poem that doesn’t have a regular meter.Example: The trick is to sound like familiar speech without all the um’s and ah’s.”
47Good Hotdogs by Sandra Cisneros Fifty cents apiece To eat our lunch We'd run Straight from school Instead of home Two blocks Then the store That smelled like steam You ordered Because you had the money Two hotdogs and two pops for here Everything on the hotdogs Except pickle lily Dash those hotdogs Into buns and splash on All that good stuffYellow mustard and onionsAnd french fries piled on top allRolled up in a piece of waxPaper for us to hold hotIn our handsQuarters on the counterSit downGood hotdogsWe'd eatFast till there was nothing leftBut salt and poppy seeds evenThe little burnt tipsOf french friesyou hummingAnd me swinging my legsANSWER THE QUESTIONS IN YOUR POETRY PACKET
48Elation to maturing despair Elation to maturing despair. No friend is ever Alone in action or reaction, left Without a silent commiserating presence of Invisible brick, a personal wailing wall For those who need its strength And stability. Friends Is a loaded word and pointed. It limbos out from Under walls, vaults barricades, threads mazes To erect cellophane boundaries of its own. It lets you see what could lie beyond But that you gave up When you spoke its name. --by Katherine Foreman.ConnotationFriends Means sharing, bittersweet A brand name of love. It is a tie for all time, Longer than the shadows we forget Yet shorter and better than life, or for some longer, Stronger. It balances you, with a pole in One hand and a rope in the other, you choose what to use it for. It is forever.Friends Remembers everything anyone ever felt, Holds it in a cubbyhole somewhere for next time When it is spoken or thought, from kindergarten
49Free VerseWinter Poem Nikki Giovanni once a snowflake fell on my brow and i loved it so much and i kissed it and it was happy and called its cousins and brothers and a web of snow engulfed me then i reached to love them all and i squeezed them and they became spring rain and i stood perfectly still and was a flower
50Free Verse PoemWrite a Free Verse Poem. You may write on your own or with a partner but you each need to have it written in your packet.Possible topics:Walking out of school the last day this school yearYour first day in one of your 6th grades classes.A bad hair day.
51Add this to your definitions: Term: AllusionDEFINITION: A reference to a work of literature or person, place or event.EXAMPLES: A Pearl Harbor sneak-attack.If you take his parking place, you can expect World War II all over again.
52PLEASE ANSWER THE QUESTIONS IN YOUR POETRY PACKET. The Builders--Sara Henderson HayI told them a thousand times if I told them once:Stop fooling around, I said, with straw and sticks;They won’t hold up; you’re taking an awful chance.Brick is the stuff to build with, solid bricks.You want to be impractical, go ahead.But just remember, I told them: wait and see.You’re making a big mistake. Awright, I said,But when the wolf comes, don’t come running to me.The funny thing is, they didn’t. There they sat,One in his crummy yellow shack, and oneUnder his roof of twigs, and the wolf ateThem, hair and hide. Well what is done is done.But I’d been willing to help them, all along,If only they’d once admitted they were wrong.PLEASE ANSWER THE QUESTIONS IN YOUR POETRY PACKET.
53Add this to your definitions. Term: Rhyme Definition: Repeating of two or more words that sound alike. They can be within a line or at the end of a line. Example: D.J. offered Ms. Carter a dime if she would only give him more time. To finish his book So his mother would not give him that look.
54Adventures of Isabel by Odgen Nash Isabel met a hideous giant, Isabel continued self reliant. The giant was hairy, the giant was horrid, He had one eye in the middle of his forehead. Good morning, Isabel, the giant said, I’ll grind your bones to make my bread. Isabel, Isabel, didn’t worry, Isabel didn’t scream or scurry. She nibbled the zwieback that she always fed off, And when it was gone, she cut the giant’s head off.Isabel met a troublesome doctor, He punched and he poked till he really shocked her. The doctor’s talk was of coughs and chills And the doctor’s satchel bulged with pills. The doctor said unto Isabel, Swallow this, it willIsabel, Isabel, didn't worry, Isabel didn't scream or scurry. She took those pills from the pill concocter, And Isabel calmly cured the doctor.Isabel met an enormous bear, Isabel, Isabel, didn't care; The bear was hungry, the bear was ravenous, The bear's big mouth was cruel and cavernous. The bear said, Isabel, glad to meet you, How do, Isabel, now I'll eat you! Isabel, Isabel, didn't worry. Isabel didn't scream or scurry. She washed her hands and she straightened her hair up, Then Isabel quietly ate the bear up. Once in a night as black as pitch Isabel met a wicked old witch. the witch's face was cross and wrinkled, The witch's gums with teeth were sprinkled. Ho, ho, Isabel! the old witch crowed, I'll turn you into an ugly toad! Isabel, Isabel, didn't worry, Isabel didn't scream or scurry, She showed no rage and she showed no rancor, But she turned the witch into milk and drank her.
55Messy Room Shel Silverstein Whosever room this is should be ashamed!His underwear is hanging on the lamp.His raincoat is there in the overstuffed chair,And the chair is becoming quite mucky and damp.His workbook is wedged in the window,His sweater's been thrown on the floor.His scarf and one ski are beneath the TV,And his pants have been carelessly hung on the door.His books are all jammed in the closet,His vest has been left in the hall.A lizard named Ed is asleep in his bed.And his smelly old sock has been stuck to the wall.Donald or Robert or Willie or—Huh? You say it's mine? Oh, dear,I knew it looked familiar!
56Be Glad Your Nose is on Your Face Jack Prelutsky Be glad your nose is on your face, not pasted on some other place, for if it were where it is not, you might dislike your nose a lot. Imagine if your precious nose were sandwiched in between your toes, that clearly would not be a treat, for you'd be forced to smell your feet. Your nose would be a source of dread were it attached atop your head, it soon would drive you to despair, forever tickled by your hair.Within your ear, your nose would be an absolute catastrophe, for when you were obliged to sneeze, your brain would rattle from the breeze. Your nose, instead, through thick and thin, remains between your eyes and chin, not pasted on some other place— be glad your nose is on your face!
57In your packet, write your own rhyming poem or a poem that contains an allusion.
58Add this to your definitions: Term: Rhyme SchemeDEFINITION: The pattern of end rhyme in a poem. First sound is represented as a, the second sound is designated by b, and so on.EXAMPLE:Little BugIn these days of indigestion aIt is often times a question aAs to what to eat and what to leave alone bFor each microbe and bacillus cHas a different way to kill us cAnd in time they always claim us for their own. BRhyme Scheme: baabccb
59There was a young fellow named Hall, A Happy TimeThere was a young fellow named Hall,Who fell in the spring in the fall;‘Twould have been a sad thingIf he’d died in the spring,But he didn’t—he died in the fall.What is the rhyme scheme for this poem?
60Add this to your definitions: Term: Near RhymeDEFINITION: Rhyme that is close in sound, but not exactly alikeEXAMPLE:As he walked around the placeHis head was in a daze
61Add this to your definitions: Term: End RhymeDEFINITION: Rhyme that occurs at the end of a line.Plum and Grape Some people search the aisle for plum, Some shop for grape. The expeditions I have done Have largely rallied round the plum; But if the stocker boy was late, To leave me fruitless with my cart, And not a plum to grace my plate, I've got some smarts, I'd gulp a grape.
62Add this to your definitions: Term: Internal RhymeDEFINITION: Rhyme that occurs within a line.EXAMPLE:Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary.--Edgar Allen Poe“The Raven”
63Write a poem of your choice in your packet Write a poem of your choice in your packet. You may want to try out a limerick or other type of rhyming poemLimerickA humorous poem of fivelines. Look at the rhyming pattern. The syllabification is 8, 8, 5, 5, 8..An Old Man from PeruThere was an old man from PeruWho dreamed he was eating a shoe,He woke up in a frightIn the middle of the nightAnd found it perfectly true!
64Add this to your definitions. Term: StanzaDEFINITION: A group of consecutive lines in a poem that form a single unit.Stanzas based on form are marked by their rhyme scheme.Stanzas are known by the number of lines they contain.Couplet = 2 line stanzaTriplet = 3 line stanzaQuatrain = 4 lineQuintet – 5Sestet = 6Septet = 7Octave = 8Paragraph : Essay :: Stanza : ________
65ANSWER THE QUESTIONS IN YOUR PACKET. Paul Laurence Dunbar ( ) We Wear the MaskWE wear the mask that grins and lies, It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,— This debt we pay to human guile; With torn and bleeding hearts we smile, And mouth with myriad subtleties.Why should the world be over-wise, In counting all our tears and sighs? Nay, let them only see us, while We wear the mask.We smile, but, O great Christ, our cries To thee from tortured souls arise. We sing, but oh the clay is vile Beneath our feet, and long the mile; But let the world dream otherwise, We wear the mask!ANSWER THE QUESTIONS IN YOUR PACKET.
66Add this to your definitions. A couplet of friends CoupletDEFINITION: Two consecutive, rhymed lines of poetry: rhyme pattern aa.
67Write a poem on the topic of your choice. Any style! Want to try a haiku?Haiku form:5 syllables7 syllablesA RainbowDonna BrockCurving up, then down.Meeting blue sky and green earthMelding sun and rain.
68Review - Try it first without your notes! 1. What does it mean to have rhythm in poetry?2. What is a free verse poem?3. What is an allusion?4. What is the rhyme scheme of the following poem?There was an Old Man with a beard, Who said, 'It is just as I feared! Two Owls and a Hen, Four Larks and a Wren, Have all built their nests in my beard!'5. What is a near rhyme?6. Write two couplets that have end rhyme.What is internal rhyme?What is similar to a paragraph, but used in poetry?Be ready to write any of the different types of poems that we have written since the last test and/or identify any of the elements we have covered since the last test within a poem.
70Cynthia in the Snow Gwendolyn Brooks It SHUSHES It hushes The loudness in the road. It flitter-twitters, And laughs away from me. It laughs a lovely whiteness, And whitely whirs away, To be Some otherwhere, Still white as milk or shirts, So beautiful it hurts.
71Answer the following questions about Cynthia in the Snow. What does the author do to make you think of snow?2. Give an example of onomatopoeia in this poem.3. Give an example of personification.4. Give an example of a simile.5. Give an example of a metaphor
72Emily Dickinson 1763 Fame is a bee. It has a song— It has a sting— Ah, too, it has a wing.In your Poetry Packet (near the back), answer the following questions:1. What do you think is the meaning of this poem?2. Do you agree with it? Why or why not?3. Write the line that is the metaphor for this poem.
73Using context clues, what do you think amiably means? Why might a steam shovel remind the author of a dinosaur.3. How do you think the author feels about dinosaurs? What makes you think that?
74Long Trip The sea is a wilderness of waves. A desert of water, We dip and dive,Rise and roll,Hide and are hiddenOn the sea.Day, night,Night, day,The sea is a desert of waves.A wilderness of water--Langston Hughes
75POETIC FORMSHaiku (HI-coo) The Rose – Donna Brock The red blossom bends and drips its dew to the ground. Like a tear it falls
76Fill in the seven syllable line. 5 syllables Green elms in the woods7 syllables _______________________________5 syllables Standing tall and proudFill in the two five syllable lines.5 syllables ___________________________7 syllables The petals bend to the earth
77Now write at least two of your own: 5 syllables ___________________________7 syllables ___________________________
78Concrete PoemA concrete poem takes on the shape of what it describes.
80Diamante PoemA diamante is a seven line poem, shaped like a diamond. square symmetrical, conventional shaping, measuring, balancing boxes, rooms, clocks, halos encircling, circumnavigating, enclosing round, continuous circle Line 1: one word (subject/noun that is contrasting to line 7 Line 2: two words (adjectives) that describe line 1 Line 3: three words (action verbs) that relate to line 1 Line 4: four words (nouns) first 2 words relate to line 1 last 2 words relate to line 7 Line 5: three words (action verbs) that relate to line 7 Line 6: two words (adjectives) that describe line 7 Line 7: one work ( subject/noun that is contrasting to line 1)
81Slurping, sliding, falling Between my plate and mouth CinquainSpaghettiMessy, spicySlurping, sliding, fallingBetween my plate and mouthDelicious(by Cindy Barden)Line1: A nounLine2: Two adjectivesLine 3: Three -ing wordsLine 4: A phraseLine 5: Another word for the noun
82The Wall PigThere was a pig by a wall Who was frightened when guests came to call At the sound of their chatter His shape became flatter
83Hippo BalletA hippo decided on day That she would take up ballet So she stood on her toes And said, “Okay here goes!” And fell back with a splash in the bay.
84A lady who was smelling a rose Found a parakeet perched on her nose A lady who was smelling a rose Found a parakeet perched on her nose. The rose made her sneeze Which buckled her knees Now the parakeet sits on her toes.
85Bio PoemAllison Nicole Creative, intelligent, fun, responsible, self-disciplined, and enthusiastic Sister of Meghan Darby, Melinda, Chris and Harrison Loves to create art, make up plays and commercials, ride Daddy's Harley, and run track Who needs the telephone, her hair brush, macaroni and cheese, her friends and family Who gives her MeMaw much joy, her father and mother much pride; brother and sister love Who feels joy with her friends, creating art work, running, watching movies and eating Who fears going from one room to another, not doing well on tests, zits and coming in last Who would like to own a Harley, win the 880, see her room neat and tidy, win the lottery Who shares her secrets, her worries, and her love with MeMaw Who is an honor roll student, a typical 13-year old, a friend to Amber, Melissa and Christy Who is a resident of Jacksonville, Florida Chase
86Bio PoemLine 1: Your first name Line 2: 4 traits that describe you Line 3: brother/sister/son/daughter Line 4: Lover of (3 people or ideas) Line 5: Who feels (3 items) Line 6: Who needs (3 items) Line 7: Who gives (3 items) Line 8: Who fears (3 items) Line 9: Who would like to see (3 items) Line 10: Resident of your city/ road Line 11: Your last name
87POETIC FORMS Add this to your definitions. Epic DEFINITION: A long narrative poem that tells of the deeds of a heroic character.
88Add this to your definitions. LyricDEFINITION: A poem that expresses the personal feelings or thoughts of a speaker.Choose a song that has lyrics that have particular meaning to you. Explain the meaning of the song in your own words. Explain how the song connects to you on a personal level.
89--Robert Tristram Coffin Across the years he could recall The Secret Heart--Robert Tristram CoffinAcross the years he could recallHis father one way best of all.In the stillest hour of nightThe boy awakened to a light.Half in dreams, he saw his sireWith his great hands full of fire.The man had struck a match to seeIf his son slept peacefully.He held his palms each side the sparkHis love had kindled in the dark.His two hands were curved apartIn the semblance of a heart.He wore it seemed to his small son,A bare heart on his hidden one,A heart that gave out such a glowNo son awake could bear to know.It showed a look upon a faceToo tender for the day to trace.One instant, it lit all about,And then the secret hear went out.But it shone long enough for oneTo know that hands held up the son.
90Add this to your definitions. BalladDEFINITION: A song or poem that tells a story.
91BALLADThe first ballads appeared in the 15th century telling a story. They were often in the form of popular songs and have simple rhyme schemes and regular rhythm. They are iambic and some have a chorus or refrain. Popular rhyme schemes are a b c b; and a b c b d b. Some famous ballads are The Man From Snowy River by A.B. (Banjo) Patterson); The Walrus and the Carpenter by Lewis Caroll; and The Rime of The Ancient Mariner by Samuel Taylor Coleridge. In Australia the 'Bush' ballad is still popular. No matter what the country, the folk ballad is quite often the earliest form of literature and was orally passed down through generations.
92Add this to your definitions. ElegyDEFINITION: Poetic form lamenting the death of a person or decline of a situation.
93Mirror Sylvia Plath I am silver and exact. I have no preconceptions. Whatever I see, I swallow immediately.Just as it is, unmisted by love or dislikeI am not cruel, only truthful –The eye of a little god, four-cornered.Most of the time I mediate on the opposite wall.It is pin, with speckles. I have looked at is so longI think it is a part of my hear. But it flickers.Faces and darkness separate us over and over.Now I am a lake. A woman bends over me.Searching my reaches for what she really is.Then she turns to those liars, the candles or the moon.I see her back, and reflect it faithfullyShe rewards me with tears and agitation of hands.I am important to her. She comes and goes.Each morning it is her face that replaces the darkness.In me she has drowned a young girl, and in me an old womanRises toward her day after day, like a terrible fish.
94Mother to Son by Langston Hughes Well, son, I'll tell you:Life for me ain't been no crystal stair. It's had tacks in i, And splinters,And boards torn up, And places wth no carpet on the floor— Bare. But all the time I'se been a-climbin' on, And reachin' landin's, And turnin' corners, And sometimes goin' in the dark Where there ain't been no light. So, boy, don't you turn back. Don't you set down on the steps. 'Cause you finds it's kinder hard. Don't you fall now— For I'se still goin', honey, I'se still climbin', And life for me ain't been no crystal stair.
95Some Shakespeare… Cowards die many times before their deaths; The valiant never taste of death but once.Of all the wonders that I yet have heard.It seems to me most strange that men should fear;Seeing that death, a necessary end,Will come when it will come.--Shakespeare
96The Road Not Taken -Robert Frost Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth. Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same. And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back. I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-- I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference.
97Identity ---Julio Noboa Polanco Let them be as flowers, always watered, fed, guarded, admired, but harnessed to a pot of dirt. I'd rather be a tall, ugly weed, clinging on cliffs, like an eagle wind-wavering above high, jagged rocks. To have broken through the surface of stone, to live, to feel exposed to the madness of the vast, eternal sky. To be swayed by the breezes of an ancient sea, carrying my soul, my seed, beyond the mountains of time or into the abyss of the bizarre I'd rather be unseen, and if then shunned by everyone, than to be a pleasant-smelling flower, growing in clusters in the fertile valleys, where they're praised, handled, and plucked by greedy, human hands. I'd rather smell of musty, green stench than of sweet, fragrant lilac. If I could stand alone, strong and free, I'd rather be a tall, ugly weed.
98The Seven Ages of Man -William Shakespeare All the world's a stage,And all the men and women merely players,They have their exits and entrances,And one man in his time plays many parts,His acts being seven ages. At first the infant,Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.Then the whining schoolboy, with his satchelAnd shining morning face, creeping like snailUnwillingly to school. And then the lover,Sighing like a furnace, with a woeful balladMade to mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier.Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard,Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,Seeking the bubble reputationEven in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice,In fair round belly with good capon lined,With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,Full of wise saws and modern instances;And so he plays his part. The sixth age shiftsInto the lean and slippered pantaloon,With spectacles on nose and pouch on side,His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide,For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice,Turning again towards the childish treble, pipesAnd whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,That ends this strange eventful history,Is second childishness and mere oblivion,Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.The Seven Ages of Man -William Shakespeare
99We Real Cool Gwendolyn Brooks We real cool. We Left school. WeLurk late. We Strike straight. WeSing sin. We Thin gin. WeJazz June. We Die soon.
100As you read today, make a list of words and phrases that are important to the story your are reading.From Beastly:my sanctuarybathed in moonlightI’d lost everything there was to looseI wanted him to fearyou can have herbeautifulsometimes, unexpected things can happenit’s my only chance
101Found Poem Sanctuary Lost, Hope Found my only sanctuary violated an intruderbathed in moonlightI’d lost everythingthere was to looseI wanted him to fearI drew nearyou can have her he offeredbeautifulsometimes, unexpected things can happenmy only chanceTaken From Beastly by Alex Flinn
102Choose a title – not “Found Poem”! Look back over your list and cut out everything that is dull, or unnecessary --think about the tone that you want to conveyMake any minor changes necessary to create your poem. You can change punctuation and make little changes to the words to make them fit together (such as change the tenses, possessives, plurals, and capitalizations).If you absolutely need to add a word or two to make the poem flow more smoothly.Arrange the words so that they make a rhythm you like. You can space words out so that they are all alone or all run together.You can also put key words on lines by themselves.Emphasize words by playing with boldface and italics, different sizes of letters, and so forth.Choose a title – not “Found Poem”!Write a final copy of your poem and keep it for later use.At the bottom of the poem, tell where the words in the poem came from.
103GrueIs a comically sadistic and grisly little poem of four lines. Coined by Robert Louis Stevenson, the word comes from gruesome.Rhyme scheme is aabb. Henry Graham wrote a collection of grues called Ruthless Rhymes for Heartless Homes under the pseudonym Col. D. Streamer.Father heard his children scream,So he threw them in the streamSaying as he drowned the third,"Children should be seen, not heard!"
104Grue Billy, in one of his nice new sashes, Fell in the fire and was burned to ashes.Now, although the room grows chilly,I haven't the heart to poke poor Billy.