Painting is silent poetry, and poetry is a speaking picture. - Simonides

1. Painting is silent poetry, and poetry is a speaking picture.-   Simonides The language beneath the language:This is poetry.-   Andrea Pacione Poetry is being, not doing.-   E.E. Cummings Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.  -   Robert Frost : Poetry is ordinary language raised to the N th power.-   Paul Engle

2. RHYME SCHEME A REGULAR PATTERN OF RHYMING WORDS IN A POEM

3. It was many and many a year ago, In the kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived, whom you may know By the name of Annabel Lee; And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love, and be loved by me.

4. Whose woods these are I think I know.His house is in the village, though;He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it queerTo stop without a farmhouse nearBetween the woods and frozen lake The darkest evening of the year. He gives his harness bells a shakeTo ask if there is some mistake. The only other sound's the sweep Of easy wind and downy flake. The woods are lovely, dark, and deep, But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep,And miles to go before I sleep.

5. INTERNAL RHYME Rhyming words WITHIN lines

6. There are strange things done in the midnight sun By the men who moil for gold; The Arctic trails have their secret tales That would make your blood run cold; The Northern Lights have seen queer sights, But the queerest they ever did see Was that night on the marge of Lake Lebarg I cremated Sam McGee.

7. 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 someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door." 'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door;Only this, and nothing more."

8. SLANT RHYME Sounds that are similar, but not exact. For example: home – come; rain - again

9. The whiskey on your breath Could make a small boy dizzy But I hung on like death Such waltzing is not easy.

10. Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul, And sings the tune--without the words, And never stops at all,

11. ASSONANCE Repetition of vowel sounds in two or more words

12. And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side Of my darling – my darling – my life and my bride, In the sepulcher there by the sea, In her tomb by the sounding sea.

13. On either side of the river lie Long fields of barley and of rye.

14. ALLITERATION Two or more words in a line that begin with the same consonant sound.

15. The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees. The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas. The road was a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor And the highwayman came riding – Riding – riding – The highwayman came riding, up to the old inn door.

16. in Just- spring when the world is mud- luscious the little lame baloonman whistles far and wee

17. ONOMATOPOEIA Words that imitate sounds.

18. The buzz saw snarled and rattled in the yard And made dust and dropped stove-length sticks of wood, Sweet-scented stuff when the breeze drew across it. And the saw snarled and rattled, snarled and rattled

19. Oh, the bells, bells, bells! What a tale their terror tells Of despair! How they clang and clash and roar! What a horror they outpour In the bosom of the palpitating air! Yet the ear, it fully knows, By the twanging And the clanging, In the jangling And the wrangling Of the bells – Of the bells, bells, bells, bells, Bells, bells, bells

20. METAPHOR A figure of speech that compares two unlike things saying that one thing “is” the other.

21. Morning is a new sheet of paper for you to write on. Whatever you want to say all day until night folds it up and files it away . ...

22. The Red Glovesby Siv Cedering Hey, you forgot us!Hurry back. You will find one of usbehind the baseball diamond,the other oneby the swing. Without your hands,we are five-room houseswaiting for our inhabitantsto come home. We are soft shellsthat missthe snails that would give themtheir own slowspeed. We are red wingsthat have forgottenhow to fly. When you find us,put us on, For like puppies who warm each otherall night you will warm usand we will warmyour hands Which must belostvalentineswithout their redenvelopes.

23. SIMILE The comparison of two unlike things using the words “like” or “as.”

24. Quartered, A seed rocks In each tiny cradle. Like blood, In the air an apple Rusts.

25. My love is like a red, red rose That’s newly sprung in June: O, my love is like the melody That’s sweetly play’d in tune

26. PERSONIFICATION A figure of speech which gives human qualities to something that is not human.

27. The fog comeson little cat feet. It sits lookingover harbor and cityon silent haunchesand then moves on.

28. When Sonny Boy`s mama died He played nonstop all day, so hard Our backboard splintered. Glistening with sweat, we jibed & rolled the ball off our Fingertips. Trouble Was there slapping a blackjack Against an open palm.

29. HYPERBOLE A deliberate exaggeration or overstatement.

30. I have the measles and the mumps A gash, a rash and purple bumps. My mouth is wet, my throat is dry, I’m going blind in my right eye.

31. Fast breaks. Lay ups. With Mercury`s Insignia on our sneakers, We outmaneuvered the footwork Of bad angels. Nothing but a hot Swish of strings like silk Ten feet out. In the roundhouse Labyrinth our bodies Created, we could almost Last forever, poised in midair Like storybook sea monsters.

32. IMAGERY Language that appeals to the senses.

33. Yes, the apple tastes of light, Cold light. That’s it, the apple! What a lively fruit So much like morning!

34. At the center, a dark star Wrapped in white. When you bite, listen For the crunch of boots on snow Snow that has ripened. Over it Stretches the red, starry sky.

35. Allusion brief reference to a person, event, or place, real or fictitious, or to a work of art. Casual reference to a famous historical or literary figure or event.

36. Christopher didn't like to spend money. He was no Scrooge, but he seldom purchased anything except the bare necessities

37. As the cave's roof collapsed, he was swallowed up in the dust like Jonah, and only his frantic scrabbling behind a wall of rock indicated that there was anyone still alive".

38. As Naomi lay in her bed, delirious with fever, her mother was a real Florence Nightingale, giving her water to sip through a straw and pressing cool cloths to her burning forehead.