Tuesday, September 18, 2012
Friday, March 9, 2012
"Lodged" by Robert Frost
1.Can the rain really talk to the wind? Can the wind really listen to the rain? Can the flowers really kneel ?
-No the rain cant really talk to the rain the wind really cant listen to the rain and no the flowers cant really kneel. It's poetry and you can imagine these things doing it in there own way. Flowers can really kneel when they are down and sad when you dont put water on them.The wind can listen to the rain because when it is raining there is wind they get together.
2.What are some of the effects that the tool of personification brings to this poem ?
-The tool that personification brings to this poem is that it is using feelings that a human can feel something compared.
3. If the rain and wind and flowers were real people, how would one describe the event that is occuring?
-That they are sad and down they need help felt dead but were not.
4. If the flowers were real people, how do they feel after the wind and the rain "smote" the garden bed" ?
-Sad because of the smote it destroyed them because the wind and the rain ruined them.
5. Speculate on why the speaker of the poem empathizes with the flowers ?
- Because he knows how the flowers felt down and sad because of the rain and wind.
-No the rain cant really talk to the rain the wind really cant listen to the rain and no the flowers cant really kneel. It's poetry and you can imagine these things doing it in there own way. Flowers can really kneel when they are down and sad when you dont put water on them.The wind can listen to the rain because when it is raining there is wind they get together.
2.What are some of the effects that the tool of personification brings to this poem ?
-The tool that personification brings to this poem is that it is using feelings that a human can feel something compared.
3. If the rain and wind and flowers were real people, how would one describe the event that is occuring?
-That they are sad and down they need help felt dead but were not.
4. If the flowers were real people, how do they feel after the wind and the rain "smote" the garden bed" ?
-Sad because of the smote it destroyed them because the wind and the rain ruined them.
5. Speculate on why the speaker of the poem empathizes with the flowers ?
- Because he knows how the flowers felt down and sad because of the rain and wind.
Thursday, February 23, 2012
Music Simile poem
Oldies are like
my favorite morning tea
Oldies is like a message
to nice love
Oldies is as important
as life.
Because Oldies is life
that means everything and i would never let go.
Simile
Sports to an object:
1.Soccer is like a kid chasing a ballon
2.Soccer is like running cross country
3.Dodge ball you attack like enemies
Holiday to an object:
1.Easter is like a holiday for rabbits
2.Halloween is like a horror movie
3.Christmas is like everyone's birthday
Person to an object:
1.My dad is like a dictionary
2.My teacher is like my second mother
3.My mom is like map quest
1.Soccer is like a kid chasing a ballon
2.Soccer is like running cross country
3.Dodge ball you attack like enemies
Holiday to an object:
1.Easter is like a holiday for rabbits
2.Halloween is like a horror movie
3.Christmas is like everyone's birthday
Person to an object:
1.My dad is like a dictionary
2.My teacher is like my second mother
3.My mom is like map quest
Thursday, February 16, 2012
Metaphors
Music:
My music is life
its everything i need
Music is an escape
when it hits you you feel no pain
Music is a world
that is always there.
Metaphors
The Universe to an object:
1.The moon is a lamp
2.The earth is an asalating fan.
3.The sun is a beach ball.
An emotion to an object:
1.He is sad as a rock
2.She is boiling with anger
3.Happiness is a trampolin
A person to an object:
1.He eats like a pig
2.My sister is a turtle
1.The moon is a lamp
2.The earth is an asalating fan.
3.The sun is a beach ball.
An emotion to an object:
1.He is sad as a rock
2.She is boiling with anger
3.Happiness is a trampolin
A person to an object:
1.He eats like a pig
2.My sister is a turtle
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Tall Poem with Hyperbole
She's the smallest girl with the biggest mind,
But its not about the mind, its about the grind
Her mind is as big as an elephant, that if you try to test
her she'll kill you with her aptitude.
But its not about the mind, its about the grind
Her mind is as big as an elephant, that if you try to test
her she'll kill you with her aptitude.
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