PoetryPoetry77thth Grade Language Arts Grade Language Arts
PoetryPoetry
•Why does poetry exist?•Poetic Terms•Styles of PoetryStyles of Poetry
Poetry, part 3:Poetry, part 3:Styles of PoetryStyles of Poetry
• AcrosticAcrostic• HaikuHaiku• LimerickLimerick• Epic PoemEpic Poem• SonnetSonnet• OdeOde• CinquainCinquain• Shape (concrete) PoemShape (concrete) Poem
ACROSTICACROSTIC::poem where the first letters of each line poem where the first letters of each line
spells the titlespells the title“Go Brendan!” ~ by Brendan O’Connor (2007)
Gradually,Over time the ninjas awoke so…
BrendanRanExtremely fast!Not even a cheetah could catch him,Dashing like the wind.Across the dreadedNinja camp.
HAIKUHAIKU::an unrhymed Japanese verse consisting of an unrhymed Japanese verse consisting of 3 lines3 lines of 5/7/5 of 5/7/5 syllables or 17 syllables in all. It is usually written in the syllables or 17 syllables in all. It is usually written in the
present tense and focuses on naturepresent tense and focuses on nature
Through frozen rice fields, Moving slowly on horseback, My shadow creeps by.
Basho (1644-1694)Basho (1644-1694) http://www.big.or.jp/~loupe/links/ehisto/ebasho.shtml
Haikus (cont.)Haikus (cont.)
““The Perfect Golf The Perfect Golf Swing”Swing”
By Alex Royals (2007)By Alex Royals (2007)
Slicing through the grassThe club as sharp as a
knifeGone far, far away.
LIMERICKLIMERICK::a rhyming, humorous or nonsense poem of a rhyming, humorous or nonsense poem of 5 lines5 lines consisting of an AABBA rhyme scheme; the style consisting of an AABBA rhyme scheme; the style
originated around Limerick, Irelandoriginated around Limerick, Ireland
There once was a tall kid named Tyler ABoasting constantly he was a “baller.” AHe started to slam BThe ball with a jam, BBut he slipped in a puddle of water. A
There once was a teacher named Murray, AWho taught science in such a huge hurry. AWhen she passed out a frog BTo Robbie the hog, BHe gobbled it down – it was blurry! A
EPIC POEMEPIC POEM::a long (book or story length) poem celebrating a long (book or story length) poem celebrating
the adventures of a herothe adventures of a herofrom from The IliadThe Iliad, Book XXII, Book XXIIThus did he stand and ponder, but Achilles came up to
him as it were Mars himself, plumed lord of battle. From his right shoulder he brandished his terrible spear of Pelian ash, and the bronze gleamed around him like flashing fire or the rays of the rising sun. Fear fell upon Hector as he beheld him, and he dared not stay longer where he was but fled in dismay from before the gates, while Achilles Achilles darted after him at his utmost speed.darted after him at his utmost speed. As a As a mountain falcon, swiftest of all birds, swoops mountain falcon, swiftest of all birds, swoops down upon some cowering dove- the dove down upon some cowering dove- the dove flies before him but the falcon with a shrill flies before him but the falcon with a shrill scream follows close after, resolved to have scream follows close after, resolved to have her-her- even so did Achilles make straight for Hector with all his might, while Hector fled under the Trojan wall as fast as his limbs could take him.
AchillesAchilles http://www.prometheus-imports.com/g-achilles-trojan-wars-bb-l.jpg
SONNETSONNET::a poem consisting of a poem consisting of 14 lines14 lines (3 quatrains + 1 (3 quatrains + 1
couplet) with the rhyme scheme of the author’s couplet) with the rhyme scheme of the author’s choosingchoosing
Sonnet 18Shall 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:Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,And oft' is his gold complexion dimm'd;And every fair from fair sometime declines,By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd:But thy eternal Summer shall not fadeNor lose possession of that fair thou owest;Nor shall Death brag thou wanderest in his shade,When in eternal lines to time thou growest:So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
William William ShakespearShakespearee
ODEODE::a poem that praises or glorifies a a poem that praises or glorifies a
person, place, or thingperson, place, or thing“Ode to Storm” by Hunter Gruhler (2007)
You might think this is strangeYou might think this is strange
As most people do.As most people do.
My best friend isn’t a “me” or a My best friend isn’t a “me” or a “you.”“you.”
Her name is Storm,Her name is Storm,
And guess what she can do.And guess what she can do.
She can sit, she can speakShe can sit, she can speak
And has a mean little bark.And has a mean little bark.
She’s my best friendShe’s my best friend
And doesn’t like the dark.And doesn’t like the dark.
She chews on my socks,She chews on my socks,My shoes, and anything My shoes, and anything
other—other—She likes to hide from meShe likes to hide from meAnd run from my little And run from my little
brother.brother.
Can you guess from all the Can you guess from all the cluesclues
What I’ve written above?What I’ve written above?It’s my dog StormIt’s my dog StormThe best friend that I love!The best friend that I love!
CinquainCinquain::a five-line stanza; in certain styles a a five-line stanza; in certain styles a
cinquain contains 22 syllables (2,4,6,8,2)cinquain contains 22 syllables (2,4,6,8,2)
“Triad” ~ Adelaide Crapsey
These beThree silent things:The falling snow... the hourBefore the dawn... the mouth
of oneJust dead.
Adelaide Crapsey (1878-1914)http://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/product/images/0873953428/ref=dp_image_text_0/203-0437016-9853551?ie=UTF8&n=266239&s=books
Cinquains (cont.)Cinquains (cont.)
““First Love” ~ by Sean Egan First Love” ~ by Sean Egan (2007)(2007)
ForgetForget
The butterflies.The butterflies.
The rumbling inside, allThe rumbling inside, all
Those flowing thoughts and take a Those flowing thoughts and take a chancechance
With her!With her!
Cinquains (cont.)Cinquains (cont.)
““Critics” Critics” by Thomas Washington (2007)by Thomas Washington (2007)
CriticsCriticsCan check players’Can check players’
Stats, but there is one thingStats, but there is one thingThey cannot research, and They cannot research, and
that isthat isMy heart.My heart.
ShapeShape PoetryPoetry ( (concreteconcrete poetrypoetry): poem ): poem written within a design reflecting the written within a design reflecting the
poem’s topic or themepoem’s topic or themeI
ama veryspecial
shape I havethree points and
three lines straight.Look through my words
and you will see, the shapethat I am meant to be. I'm just
not words caught in a tangle. Lookclose to see a small triangle. My angles
add to one hundred and eighty degrees, youlearn this at school with your abc's. Practice your
maths and you will see, some other fine examples of me. http://members.optushome.com.au/kazoom/poetry/concrete.html
Shape (Concrete) Poetry Shape (Concrete) Poetry (cont.)(cont.)
“AMPERSAND”
http://www.funny-poems.co.uk/kids/odes-ends/m07-ampersand.asp
Free VerseFree Versepoetry without a rhyme schemepoetry without a rhyme scheme
Fog by Carl SandburgThe fog comeson little cat feet. It sits lookingover harbor and cityon silent haunchesand then moves on.
Free Verse - contFree Verse - cont
After the Sea-Ship by Walt Whitman After the Sea-Ship—after the whistling winds;After the white-gray sails, taut to their spars and ropes,Below, a myriad, myriad waves, hastening, lifting up their necks, Tending in ceaseless flow toward the track of the ship: Waves of the ocean, bubbling and gurgling, blithely prying,Waves, undulating waves—liquid, uneven, emulous waves,Toward that whirling current, laughing and buoyant, with curves, Where the great Vessel, sailing and tacking, displaced the surface;