Poetry Anthology Project By:Carlee Phillips
Simile Flint An emerald is as green as grass,A ruby red as blood;A sapphire shines as blue as heaven;A flint lies in the mud. A diamond is a brilliant stone,To catch the world's desire;An opal holds a fiery spark;But a flint holds a fire. Christina Rossetti Simile: Comparing emerald to grass
Metaphor “Hope” is the thing with feathers - by Emily Dickinson Emily Dickinson “Hope” is the thing with feathers - That perches in the soul - And sings the tune without the words - And never stops - at all - And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard - And sore must be the storm - That could abash the little Bird That kept so many warm - I’ve heard it in the chillest land - And on the strangest Sea - Yet - never - in Extremity, It asked a crumb - of me. Metaphor: Comparing hope to a bird
Acquainted with the Night I have been one acquainted with the night.I have walked out in rain -- and back in rain.I have outwalked the furthest city light.I have looked down the saddest city lane.I have passed by the watchman on his beatAnd dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.I have stood still and stopped the sound of feetWhen far away an interrupted cryCame over houses from another street,But not to call me back or say good-bye;And further still at an unearthly height,O luminary clock against the skyProclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right.I have been one acquainted with the night. Alliteration: stood ,still, stopped and sound;Cry and came
Personification Personification: Giving the wind human character . The wind can’t really stand and shout. The wind stood up and gave a shout. He whistled on his fingers and Kicked the withered leaves about And thumped the branches with his hand And said that he'd kill and kill, And so he will and so he will.