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Poetry

Poetry. 7 th Grade Language Arts. Poetry. Why does poetry exist? Poetic Terms Styles of Poetry. Poetry, part 3: Styles of Poetry. Acrostic Haiku Limerick Epic Poem Sonnet Ode Cinquain Shape (concrete) Poem. ACROSTIC : poem where the first letters of each line spells the title.

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Poetry

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  1. Poetry 7th Grade Language Arts

  2. Poetry • Why does poetry exist? • Poetic Terms • Styles of Poetry

  3. Poetry, part 3:Styles of Poetry • Acrostic • Haiku • Limerick • Epic Poem • Sonnet • Ode • Cinquain • Shape (concrete) Poem

  4. ACROSTIC:poem where the first letters of each line spells the title “Go Brendan!” ~ by Brendan O’Connor (2007) Gradually, Over time the ninjas awoke so… Brendan Ran Extremely fast! Not even a cheetah could catch him, Dashing like the wind. Across the dreaded Ninja camp.

  5. HAIKU:an unrhymed Japanese verse consisting of 3 lines of 5/7/5 syllables or 17 syllables in all. It is usually written in the present tense and focuses on nature Through frozen rice fields,  Moving slowly on horseback,  My shadow creeps by. Basho (1644-1694)http://www.big.or.jp/~loupe/links/ehisto/ebasho.shtml

  6. Haikus (cont.) “The Perfect Golf Swing” By Alex Royals (2007) Slicing through the grass The club as sharp as a knife Gone far, far away.

  7. LIMERICK:a rhyming, humorous or nonsense poem of 5 lines consisting of an AABBA rhyme scheme; the style originated around Limerick, Ireland There once was a tall kid named Tyler A Boasting constantly he was a “baller.” A He started to slam B The ball with a jam, B But he slipped in a puddle of water. A There once was a teacher named Murray, A Who taught science in such a huge hurry. A When she passed out a frog B To Robbie the hog, B He gobbled it down – it was blurry! A

  8. EPIC POEM:a long (book or story length) poem celebrating the adventures of a hero from The Iliad, Book XXII Thus did he stand and ponder, but Achilles came up to him as it were Mars himself, plumed lord of battle. From his right shoulder he brandished his terrible spear of Pelian ash, and the bronze gleamed around him like flashing fire or the rays of the rising sun. Fear fell upon Hector as he beheld him, and he dared not stay longer where he was but fled in dismay from before the gates, while Achilles darted after him at his utmost speed.As a mountain falcon, swiftest of all birds, swoops down upon some cowering dove- the dove flies before him but the falcon with a shrill scream follows close after, resolved to have her- even so did Achilles make straight for Hector with all his might, while Hector fled under the Trojan wall as fast as his limbs could take him. Achilleshttp://www.prometheus-imports.com/g-achilles-trojan-wars-bb-l.jpg

  9. SONNET:a poem consisting of 14 lines (3 quatrains + 1 couplet) with the rhyme scheme of the author’s choosing Sonnet 18 Shall I compare thee to a Summer's day? 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 oft' is his gold complexion dimm'd; And every fair from fair sometime declines, By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd: But thy eternal Summer shall not fade Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest; Nor shall Death brag thou wanderest in his shade, When in eternal lines to time thou growest: So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see, So long lives this, and this gives life to thee. William Shakespeare

  10. “Ode to Storm” by Hunter Gruhler (2007) You might think this is strange As most people do. My best friend isn’t a “me” or a “you.” Her name is Storm, And guess what she can do. She can sit, she can speak And has a mean little bark. She’s my best friend And doesn’t like the dark. She chews on my socks, My shoes, and anything other— She likes to hide from me And run from my little brother. Can you guess from all the clues What I’ve written above? It’s my dog Storm The best friend that I love! ODE:a poem that praises or glorifies a person, place, or thing

  11. Cinquain:a five-line stanza; in certain styles a cinquain contains 22 syllables (2,4,6,8,2) “Triad” ~ Adelaide Crapsey These be Three silent things: The falling snow... the hour Before the dawn... the mouth of one Just dead. Adelaide Crapsey (1878-1914) http://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/product/images/0873953428/ref=dp_image_text_0/203-0437016-9853551?ie=UTF8&n=266239&s=books

  12. Cinquains (cont.) “First Love” ~ by Sean Egan (2007) Forget The butterflies. The rumbling inside, all Those flowing thoughts and take a chance With her!

  13. Cinquains (cont.) “Critics” by Thomas Washington (2007) Critics Can check players’ Stats, but there is one thing They cannot research, and that is My heart.

  14. ShapePoetry (concretepoetry): poem written within a design reflecting the poem’s topic or theme Iama veryspecialshape I havethree points andthree lines straight.Look through my wordsand you will see, the shapethat I am meant to be. I'm justnot words caught in a tangle. Lookclose to see a small triangle. My anglesadd to one hundred and eighty degrees, youlearn this at school with your abc's. Practice yourmaths and you will see, some other fine examples of me. http://members.optushome.com.au/kazoom/poetry/concrete.html

  15. Shape (Concrete) Poetry (cont.) “AMPERSAND” http://www.funny-poems.co.uk/kids/odes-ends/m07-ampersand.asp

  16. Free Versepoetry without a rhyme scheme Fog by Carl Sandburg The fog comes on little cat feet. It sits looking over harbor and city on silent haunches and then moves on.

  17. Free Verse - cont After the Sea-Ship by Walt Whitman  After the Sea-Ship—after the whistling winds; After the white-gray sails, taut to their spars and ropes, Below, a myriad, myriad waves, hastening, lifting up their necks,  Tending in ceaseless flow toward the track of the ship:  Waves of the ocean, bubbling and gurgling, blithely prying, Waves, undulating waves—liquid, uneven, emulous waves, Toward that whirling current, laughing and buoyant, with curves,  Where the great Vessel, sailing and tacking, displaced the surface;

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