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Poetry

Poetry. To rhyme or not to rhyme…. What is Poetry?. Poetry is just like prose (regular writing), but it has several elements that make it special. Prose Sentences Paragraphs Never rhymes Does not follow a meter Must follow grammar rules. Poetry Lines Stanzas May rhyme

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Poetry

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  1. Poetry To rhyme or not to rhyme…

  2. What is Poetry? • Poetry is just like prose (regular writing), but it has several elements that make it special

  3. Prose Sentences Paragraphs Never rhymes Does not follow a meter Must follow grammar rules Poetry Lines Stanzas May rhyme May follow a meter May follow grammar rules, but doesn’t have to Prose v. Poetry

  4. Breaking down a poem Rhyme In Winter I get up at nightAnd dress by yellow candle light.In Summer, quite the other way,I have to go to bed by day. I have to go to bed and seeThe birds still hopping on the tree,Or hear the grown-up people's feetStill going past me in the street. Line Stanza

  5. Rhyme Scheme: The pattern of rhymes that a poem uses A In Winter I get up at nightAnd dress by yellow candle light.In Summer, quite the other way,I have to go to bed by day. What scheme would this be? Sugar Pear Booger Dare B

  6. Rhythm • A strong, regular, repeated pattern of movement or sound in poetry. Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door

  7. Two Boxes Two boxes met upon a road. Said one unto the other, "If you're a box, And I'm a box, Then you must be my brother. Our sides are thin, We're cavin' in, And we must get no thinner" And so two boxes, hand in hand, Went home to have their dinner.

  8. Two Boxes Two boxes met upon a road. Said one unto the other, "If you're a box, And I'm a box, Then you must be my brother. Our sides are thin, We're cavin' in, And we must get no thinner" And so two boxes, hand in hand, Went home to have their dinner.

  9. Verse • Free Verse—No rhyme!! • Verse that contains an unpredictable metrical pattern and usually doesn’t rhyme. At home drawing pictures of mountain tops with him on top. Lemon Yellow sun Arms raised in a ‘V’ And the dead lay in pools of maroon below

  10. Stone Telling How do we tell if a window is open? Just throw a stone at it. Does it make a noise? It doesn't? Well, it was open. Now let's try another... CRASH! It wasn't!

  11. End stop v. Enjambment End stop: The line of poetry is complete. Each line is a complete thought. Enjambment:The line of poetry goes onto the next line below it before it becomes a complete thought. End Stop Example: The hill was white all covered with snow. I left alone through gale and blow. My footsteps made a crunching stomp As snow and wind they danced a romp.

  12. We Real Cool Enjambment Example: We real cool. We left school. We Lurk late. We strike straight. We sing sin. We thin gin. We jazz June. We die soon.

  13. End rhyme v. internal rhyme • End rhyme is when a word at the END of the lines of poetry rhyme • Internal rhyme is when words within a line of poetry rhyme with each other

  14. Try to identify! • What is the rhyme scheme? • How many stanzas? • Internal or end rhyme? • End stop lines, or enjambed lines?

  15. The little blue engine looked up at the hill. His light was weak, his whistle was shrill. He was tired and small, and the hill was tall, And his face blushed red as he softly said, “I think I can, I think I can, I think I can.” So he started up with a chug and a strain, And he puffed and pulled with might and main. And slowly he climbed, a foot at a time, And his engine coughed as he whispered soft, “I think I can, I think I can, I think I can.” The Little Blue Engine

  16. The Little Blue Engine (cont.) With a squeak and a creak and a toot and a sigh, With an extra hope and an extra try, He would not stop — now he neared the top — And strong and proud he cried out loud, “I think I can, I think I can, I think I can!” He was almost there, when — CRASH! SMASH! BASH! He slid down and mashed into engine hash On the rocks below... which goes to show If the track is tough and the hill is rough, THINKING you can just ain’t enough!

  17. The End

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