Descriptive Language

Personification: The butterly converses with the flower about the upcoming hour.

Smell: Fresh tangerines filled the airs as the flower spoke.

Sight: It's wings were so transparent that you could look through them to the beauty on the other side.

Sound: A stream in the distance was heard as the water trickled over the rocky floor.

Taste: the sweet taste of nectar was slowly sipped out.

Touch: it was soft as silk.

Mother to son

1. What is the poem about ?
Was about how her life wasn't easy.

2.What is the theme ?
Although life is difficult never give up.

3. What does the mother want the son to do ?
She's telling him to keep on trying and to never give up.

4.What is the metaphor of the poem ?
Her life to the crystal stair.

My Limerick

With just one kiss
im stuck in this place
soon I will miss
with jus one kiss
my heart skips a beat
with just one kiss
im lifted off my feet
with just one kiss

Biopoem

Magdalena
brave. caring & strong
Bochum, Germany
Lover of religion, family & unity
who feels pain, injustice and so much hatred
by her religion, humanity and discrimination
who gives her love, life and everything
who fears giving up religion death and Nazis
who has experienced torture, discrimination & hate
who after the Holocaust was liberated and sent back to Bad Lippspringe
Kusserow

Metaphor

A. To what would you compare the morning? Why?




I would compare the morning to a song. Because the song has a beginning and has an ending like the day. Nothing last forever.





B. The poet says that morning is a new sheet of paper that you write on all day. Would the metaphor be more or less effective, in your opinion, if it said, " Each day is a new sheet of paper"? Give me reasons for your opinion.





No because it's saying the same thing that everyday is a fresh new beginning.





Write your own metaphor on any subject. It needs to be at least 12 lines.

Pain is a small sapling

It begins with a small seed,

But grows stronger, taller and larger -

in time.

If it's watered, nourished and given sunlight,

It can grow too large,

And the roots can run too far.

Poetry

Poetry is a way of expressing your feelings. Poems don't necessarily have to ryhme. My feelings towards poetry is that poetry is that it's a good way in expreessing emotions whether you're happy, sad or mad. When I read poetry i usually have trouble getting what the poet is trying to say, but once I do get it , I can tell how they are feeling. one of my favorite poets is Emily Dickinson one of my favorite poems that she wrote is There Is No Frigate.

There is no frigate like a book
To take us lands away,
Nor any coursers like a page
Of prancing poetry.
This traverse may the poorest take
Without oppress of toll;
How frugal is the chariot
That bears a human soul