2 Rhyme The repetition of final sounds Cat-hat-mat Punishment – ailment Glass-pass-classDragon – wagon - flagon
3 Internal RhymeThe repetition of final sounds in the same line of a poemJenny and Me were engaged, you see,So a kiss or two was nothing to youSam McGee was from Tennessee
4 AssonanceThe repetition of similar or identical vowel sounds in neighbouring words"The setting sun was licking the hard bright machine like some great invisible beast on its knees."Hear the mellow wedding bells,
5 AlliterationThe repetition of initial (starting) sounds in neighbouring words.Curious cats crouch on the window sill Watching unwaveringly through the glass As blue birds fly by. Curious cats are Almost two headed in a sensitive sense, Still alert and aware Of the running, rotten rats behind them.
6 Slant Rhyme Also known as half-rhyme or near rhyme The repetition of consonant sounds in neighbouring wordsWhen have I last looked onThe round green eyes and the long wavering bodiesOf the dark leopards of the moon?All the wild witches, those most noble ladies,
7 OnomatopoeiaWords, when spoken aloud, sound like the sound they represent.Whoosh, slap, bang, crashBeep, belchDrip, fizz, flickThump, tinkle, zoom
8 Rhythm A pattern of stressed and unstressed syllables in a poem. “To be, or not to be. That is the question.” – William ShakespeareCremation of Sam McGeeCall Me Maybe
9 ImageryImagery is the words and phrases in poetry that excite the senses.Imagery describes things that you can see, hear, smell, taste and touch.
10 The Red Wheelbarrow By William Carlos Williams So much depends on the red wheelbarrowGlazed with rain waterBeside the white chickens
11 one inch tallby Shel Silverstein If you were only one inch tall, you'd ride a worm to school. The teardrop of a crying ant would be your swimming pool. A crumb of cake would be a feast And last you seven days at least, A flea would be a frightening beast If you were one inch tall. If you were only one inch tall, you'd walk beneath the door, And it would take about a month to get down to the store. A bit of fluff would be your bed, You'd swing upon a spider's thread, And wear a thimble on your head If you were one inch tall. You'd surf across the kitchen sink upon a stick of gum. You couldn't hug your mama, you'd just have to hug her thumb. You'd run from people's feet in fright, To move a pen would take all night, (This poem took fourteen years to write-- 'Cause I'm just one inch tall).
12 And To Think That I Saw It On Mulberry Street By Dr. Seuss
13 Dulce et Decorum Est By Wilfred Owen Please underline or highlight all the examples of imagery you can find in Dulce et Decorum Est and pass it into the tray when you are done.
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