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A REGULAR PATTERN OF RHYMING WORDS
IN A POEM
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.
SAMPLE RHYME SCHEME
The Germ by Ogden Nash
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A mighty creature is the germ,
Though smaller than the pachyderm.
His customary dwelling place
Is deep within the human race.
His childish pride he often pleases
By giving people strange diseases.
Do you, my poppet, feel infirm?
You probably contain a germ.
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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 queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To 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.
Rhyming words WITHIN lines
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.
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."
Sounds that are similar, but not exact.
For example: home – come;
rain - again
The whiskey on your breath
Could make a small boy dizzy
But I hung on like death
Such waltzing is not easy.
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune--without the words,
And never stops at all,
Repetition of vowel sounds in two
or more words
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.
On either side of the river lie
Long fields of barley and of rye.
Two or more words in a line
that begin with the same
consonant sound.
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.
in Justspring
when the world is mudluscious the little
lame baloonman
whistles
far
and wee
Words that imitate sounds.
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
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
A figure of speech that compares two unlike
things saying that one thing “is” the other.
The Red Gloves
by Siv Cedering
Hey, you forgot us!
Hurry back.
You will find one of us
behind the baseball diamond,
the other one
by the swing.
We are red wings
that have forgotten
how to fly.
When you find us,
put us on,
Without your hands,
we are five-room houses
waiting for our inhabitants
to come home.
For like puppies who warm
each other
all night you will warm us
and we will warm
your hands
We are soft shells
that miss
the snails that would give them
their own slow
speed.
Which must be
lost
valentines
without their red
envelopes.
The comparison of two unlike things using the
words “like” or “as.”
Quartered,
A seed rocks
In each tiny cradle.
Like blood,
In the air an apple
Rusts.
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
A figure of speech which gives human qualities to
something that is not human.
The fog comes
on little cat feet.
It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on.
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.
A deliberate exaggeration or
overstatement.
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.
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.
Language that appeals to the senses.
Yes, the apple tastes of light,
Cold light.
That’s it, the apple!
What a lively fruit
So much like morning!
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.
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.
Christopher didn't like to spend
money. He was no Scrooge, but
he seldom purchased anything
except the bare necessities
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".
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.
POETRY FORM
FORM - the appearance of the words on the page
LINE - a group of words together on one line of the poem
STANZA - a group of lines arranged together
A word is dead
When it is said,
Some say.
I say it just
Begins to live
That day.
Kinds of Stanzas
Couplet
Triplet (Tercet)
Quatrain
Octave
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a two line stanza
a three line stanza
a four line stanza
an eight line stanza
Meter
A pattern of stressed and unstressed
syllables.
 Meter occurs when the stressed and unstressed
syllables of the words in a poem are arranged in a
repeating pattern.
 When poets write in meter, they count out the
number of stressed (strong) syllables and
unstressed (weak) syllables for each line. They
repeat the pattern throughout the poem.
An iamb is a metrical foot
consisting of
an unaccented syllable U
followed by an accented
syllable /.
U
U
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im
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a
gain
U
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mor tal
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Iambic
pentameter
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U / U / U / U / U
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One day I wrote her name u pon the strand,
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But came the waves and wash ed it a way:
U / U / U / U / U /
A gain I wrote it with a sec ond hand,
U / U / U
/ U / U /
But came the tide, and made my pains his prey
» Edmund Spenser, Amoretti, Sonnet 75
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Free Verse Poetry
• Unlike metered poetry, free verse poetry
does NOT have any repeating patterns of
stressed and unstressed syllables.
• Does NOT have rhyme.
• Free verse poetry is very conversational sounds like someone talking with you.
• A more modern type of poetry.
LYRIC POEM
• A short poem
• Usually written in first person point of view
• Expresses an emotion or an idea or
describes a scene
• Do not tell a story and are often musical
• (Many of the poems we read will be lyrics.)
Haiku
A Japanese poem
written in three lines
Five Syllables
Seven Syllables
Five Syllables
An old silent pond . . .
A frog jumps into the
pond.
Splash! Silence again.
Shakespearean Sonnet
A fourteen line poem
with a specific
rhyme scheme.
The poem is written
in three quatrains
and ends with a
couplet.
The rhyme scheme is
abab cdcd efef gg
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.
Sometimes too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed;
And every fair from fair sometimes
declines,
By chance or nature’s changing course
untrimmed.
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st;
Nor shall Death brag thou wanderest in his
shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow’st
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.