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Types of Poetry

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Types of Poetry
Brady Kelkhoff
Alliteration
The repition of consonant sounds at the beginning of words.
B
rady
b
atted
b
efore
B
randon at
b
aseball.
Assonance
The repition of vowel sounds in the middle of words.
He m
o
cked the man's tr
o
t.
Christina Rossetti
Who has seen the Wind?
“He gives his harn
e
ss b
e
lls 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, dar and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go bef
o
re I sleep,
And miles to go bef
o
re I sleep.”
Fire and Ice
Robert Frost
“The fair
b
reeze
b
lew, the white foam flew,
The furrow
f
ollowed
f
ree;
We were the first that ever burst
Into that
s
ilent
s
ea.”
The Rime of the Ancient Mariner
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Rhyme
Using similar sounding words at the end of lines in poems or songs.
The
cat
wears a
hat
.
Humpty Dumpty
"Humpty Dumpty sat on a
wall
,
Humpty Dumpty had a great
fall
.
All the King’s horses, And all the King’s
men
Couldn’t put Humpty together
again
!"
Unknown
Baa Baa Black Sheep
Unknown
"
B
aa
b
aa
b
lack sheep, have you any

wool?
Yes sir, yes sir, three bags full!
One for the master, one for the dame,
And one for the little boy who lives down the lane."
Simile
The comparison of two unlike things using the words like or as.
He
runs as fast as a cheetah
.
Your Teeth
Denise Rodgers
"Your
teeth are like stars
;
they come out at night.
They come back at dawn
when they're ready to bite."
Stars
"
They are like flashlights
in the night sky;
God’s little helpers guiding us on our journeys.
Stars are
as bright as a lighthouse
on an icy, ocean night;
they are like guardians
committed to bringing you home."
Unknown
Who has seen the wind?
Neither I nor y
ou
,
But when the leaves hang trembling,
The wind is passing thr
ou
gh.

Who has seen the wind?
Neither you nor I,
But when the trees b
ow
d
o
wn their heads,
The wind is passing by.
Jack be Nimble
Jack, be nimble,
Jack, be
quick
,
Jack, jump over
The
candlestick
. Jack jumped high
Jack jumped
low
Jack jumped over
and burned his
toe
.
Unknown
Jack be Nimble
Metaphor
The comparison of two unlike objects without using the words like or as.
This
project was a breeze
.
In the grey evening
I see a
long green serpent
With its tail in the dahlias

It lies In loops across the grass
And drinks softly at the faucet.
I can hear it swallow.
Beatrice Janosco
The Garden Hose
"
A silver-scaled Dragon
with jaws flaming red
Sits at my elbow and toasts my bread.
I hand him fat slices, and then, one by one,
He hands them back when he sees they are done"
William Jay Smith
The Toaster
Onomatopoeia
The use of words that imitate sound effects.
Boom! Snap! Pop!
Pop Goes the Weasel
Unknown
Half a pound of tuppenny rice,
Half a pound of treacle.
That’s the way the money goes,
Pop!
goes the weasel.

Up and down the City road,
In and out the Eagle,
That’s the way the money goes,
Pop!
goes the weasel.
Sizzle!
The bacon cooks
How good it smells
Jealous my brother looks
Boom!
My bacon's gone
Bacon
Brady Kelkhoff
Personification
Giving human attributes to non living things.
The
house creaks
.
LOVELIEST of
trees
, the cherry now
Is hung with bloom along the bough,
And stands about the woodland ride
Wearing white
for Eastertide.

Now, of my threescore years and ten,
Twenty will not come again,
And take from seventy springs a score,
It only leaves me fifty more.

And since to look at things in bloom
Fifty springs are little room,
About the woodlands I will go
To see the cherry hung with snow
Loveliest of the trees,
the Cherry Now
A. E. Houseman
“Ah, William, we’re weary of weather,”
said the sunflowers
, shining with dew.
“Our traveling habits have tired us.
Can you give us a room with a view?”

They arranged themselves
at the window
and counted the steps of the sun,
and they both took root in the carpet
where the topaz tortoises run.
Two Sunflowers Move
in a Yellow Room
William Blake
Hyperbole
An extreme exaggeration.
I am so hungry i could
eat a whole cow
.
A
mountain of baby carrots
,
a
turkey the size of a cow
.
a
river full of gravy
a dog that says meow
Every pie known to man
and gallons full of ice cream.
By the time my dinner is over
I surely won’t be lean.
Thanksgiving
Unknown
In a
house the size of a postage stamp
lived a man as big as a barge.
His
mouth could drink the entire river
You could say it was rather large
For dinner
he would eat a trillion beans
And a silo full of grain,
Washed it down with a tanker of milk
As if he were a drain.
Appetite
Unknown
Concrete Poem
A poem that is written in the shape of its subject.
Red, like a
fir
e hydrant. Ora
nge
lik
e th
e setting sun. Yellow
, li
ke a
lem
on.

Gre
en, like the grass.

Blu
e, l
ike
the

sky
. Pu
rpl
e, like Barney the Di
nos
aur
. Th
ese
are

all

dif
fer
ent

colors, like a rainb
ow a
fte
r th
e ra
in.
In
grace,
now seen
a verdant tree,
its trunk and limbs
splayed in the round,
perfect radial symmetry.
Were nature absent intellect
might such majesty e'er result—
accidental tour de force as eons pass,
random tumult acolytes, gathered to exult?
Boughs' burden, scalloped snow of purest white.
Myriad sparkles glint in full moon’s vivid winter light.
Wind
sways,
a polonaise.
Elysian sight. Halcyon night.
A Tree on Winter's Night
Mark Peterson
Limerick
A short, humorous poem. Lines one, two, and five rhyme. Also, lines two and three rhyme.
Quadrilaterals
are
positively the best
ever
Quadrilaterals
Curt Meyer
I like pancake.
They make me wake.
Curt's hair is red.
Landen said,
"Go eat a steak."
The scooter scooted along
As he sang his favorite song.
He hit a big bump,
And took quite a lump,
On the scooter he does not belong!
Jim Martin
Boy and His Scooter
There once was a gal named Kathrine
Who told everyone she had a twin
But upon further inspection
They found it was just her reflection
Now she's in the looney bin
Joseph May
Seeing Double
Haiku
A three line poem japanese poem, usually about nature. Lines one and three have five syllables and line two has seven syllables.
The duck swims slowly
The water ripples gently
I watch quietly
An old silent pond...
A frog jumps into the pond,
splash! Silence again.
Basho Matsuo
Unknown
The crow has flown away:
swaying in the evening sun,
a leafless tree.
Natsume Soseki
Unknown
A poem that is typically unrhymed. It contains twenty-two syllables in the order of 2, 4, 6, 8, and 2, distributed in five lines.
Cinquain
The fish
fast, bright, small, shiny
dart across the water
swimming to survive, stay alive
Swimmer
Look up…
From bleakening hills
Blows down the light, first breath
Of wintry wind…look up, and scent
The snow!
Snow
Adelaide Crapsey
It's dark
I'm surrounded
by strange shapes and shadows
There's someone coming up the stairs
It's.... Mum!
Panic at Midnight
Adelaide Crapsey
My Poetry
Poems written by Brady Kelkhoff
Warning Poem
3 Stanza Poem
Cinquain Poem
Poem of Choice
Warning
Brady Kelkhoff
When I am an old man whose hair is graying
With a red shirt which doesn't go, and doesn't suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on vitamins and prune juice
And toys for my grandchildren, and say we've no money for tacos.
I shall sit down on the porch swing when I'm tired
And gobble up samples in the store and press alarm bells
And run my stick along the fence
And make up for the sobriety of my youth.
I shall go out in my shoes in the rain
And pick flowers in other people's gardens
And learn to fly.

You can wear new shirts and grow old
And eat three pounds of macaroni and cheese at a go
Or only chocolate and peanut butter for a week
And hoard old items and papers and mugs and things in boxes.

But now we must have clothes that keep us warm
And pay our rent and not wander in the street
And set a good example for the children.
We must have friends over for dinner and read the papers.

But maybe I ought to practice a little now?
So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised
When suddenly I am old, and my hair is gray
Baseball
Brady Kelkhoff
Baseball
Challenging, fun
Hit the ball, run to first
My most favorite sport ever
The best
Baseball is great
I am the catcher
I hit the ball
It's the best sport

Football is fun
I catch the pass
Run for a touchdown
One cool sport

I play these sports
My favorite is baseball
Football is great too
I love these sports
Brady Kelkhoff
Sports
This project was hard
It took a lot of effort
Give me an "A plus"
Brady Kelkhoff
This Project
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