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Types of Poetry
Transcript of Types of Poetry
Poetry that doesn't tell a story
+Thoughts and feelings
+Lessons and personal philosophy
Line 1 - exactly 5 syllables
Line 2 - exactly 7 syllables
Line 3 - exactly 5 syllables
the brown sparrow flies
southward through the pale, blue sky--
winter is coming
haikus are so fun
but sometimes don't make much sense--
Now, try one of your own. Write a haiku with the following title:
The Image Poem
Focuses on creating strong images about a single moment/object/place
I see... white bricks walls
I hear... the computer humming lightly
I smell... stale, burnt coffee
I taste... cool, refreshing water
I feel... like I'm ready to go home.
white bricks walls
computer humming lightly
stale, burnt coffee
cool, refreshing water--
I'm ready to go home
Image of a Classroom
Now try one of your own:
5 line poem, rhyme scheme:
There once was a young man from Leeds
Who swallowed a packet of seeds
Well, it soon came to pass
He was covered with grass
But he has all the tomatoes he needs!
There was an old man with a beard
Who said, "It's just as I feared!
Two owls and a hen
Four larks and a wren
Have all built their nests in my beard!"
The whole poem expresses sadness over the loss of something
O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills;
For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding;
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
O captain! dear father!
This arm beneath your head;
It is some dream that on the deck,
You've fallen cold and dead.
My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still;
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will;
The ship is anchor'd safe and sound, its voyage closed and done;
From fearful trip, the victor ship, comes in with object won;
Exult, O shores, and ring, O bells!
But I, with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
The opposite of an elegy-
Celebrates the existence of something
Gives thanks for the existence of something
As I lie quietly under the blooming tree,
I study its long, outstretching branches
And its strong, powerful trunk.
I cannot help but wonder if it is older than me.
I contemplate the storms that this tree has survived,
The animals that have called it home,
The winters that it has seen and weathered,
And the springs and summers that it has thrived.
I think upon the shade that it has given to me
And the oxygen that it provides for all living beings.
I wonder at its sheer majesty and strength,
For it stands as a memorial for all to see.
Not only upon Earth Day but all throughout the year,
May we never forget the great gift of the tree,
A majestic creation that celebrates the seasons
And reminds us that it is not by chance that we are here.
Ode to a Tree
Poems that tell a story
*have a resolution
+Tells a story
+Usually has ABCB rhyme scheme
+Usually alternates between long and
+Usually has a line or phrase that's repeated
The knight withdrew within the moat
And there he saw the girls
With all their dresses clean and white
Their hair in golden curls
"Please save us, sir!" the maidens cried.
And tears rolled down their cheeks.
"I'll stop those jerks," the brave knight said.
"Those evil little sneaks!"
The knight rode out beyond the moat
And found the enemy
He raised his sword, but suddenly fell--
An arrow to the knee.
And so the knight fell down and died
The best knight in the world.
And all the women screamed and cried
Their hair in golden curls.
+One of the oldest types of poem AND one of the oldest types of stories
+Focuses in on a great hero
+The hero has an ability or power
+LONG ("The Iliad" is almost as long as the Bible!)
+Famous Epics -
-Epic of Gilgamesh (Oldest)
-Beowulf (Oldest in English)
+Originally part of a longer poem called a hokku
+Contains a - a clue that ties the haiku to one
of the 4 seasons
+Often contains a - when you read a
caesura in a poem, you need to--- pause.
Write a ballad with 4 stanzas
+Must follow ABCB
+Must tell a story
+Each stanza must contain a vocab word
+Each stanza must be illustrated
in a cave A
and hid from the rain B
until a bear attacked me C
and chased me out again B
+ 14 lines
+ Q/A or Problem/Solution format
("Sometimes I feel so sad...
...but then I see your face!")
English Rhyme Sonnet
Italian Rhyme Sonnet
When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes,
I all alone beweep my outcast state
And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries
And look upon myself and curse my fate,
Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,
Featured like him, like him with friends possess'd,
Desiring this man's art and that man's scope,
With what I most enjoy contented least;
Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,
Haply I think on thee, and then my state,
Like to the lark at break of day arising
From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate;
For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings
That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
How's he feeling?
But then what makes
him feel better?
And how does he feel
at the poem's end?