Poetry Anthology cover Daniella Tosca
dedication
table of contents
SCREAM (Assonance)
The apples hung on the creepy tree the one next to me the only sound other than a creek was the sweep of the easy wind and downy flake i fell asleep under the tree only to dream of the last meal i would receive all the meat and beets were screaming at me and oh i tried to be meek but when i awoke under the tree to no one smiling at me I could do nothing but scream.
Personification FIELD OF DREAMS I stood up tall and high wind running through my hair as cliff spoke crisp and clear flowers Tickled my feet As the river sang deep the sunlight enveloped me here My skin smiled at sheer warm sunlight I felt as I looked at the glittering view my eyes started twinkling I heard a jing- jingling the clouds showered morning dew and then I woke up looking up at no clouds and arose to a bedroom so meek oh how i would love to go back in time and stay in the field of dreams
Onomonopia The Moaning of the Morning Bells Clanging about the halls shaking us awaking us with the clatter of them all Rushing to your morning class before you hear them screech to hide from the banging bells you must bang a louder beet The Lunch bells oh the Lunch bells the ting ting of the lunch bells Lugging backpacks like luggage when you hear those lunch bells to chit and chatter during luncheon until the the darn bells ring and echo through the halls again four times at the least But nothing’s quite like that last bell that glorious booming bass bell and then you hear the students yell just after the last bell The halls are filled with chattering whispering and clattering the shutting of your car door then the silent zooming away and students trying not to think about oh how the dare not speak about the clanging moaning morning bells at school the very next day.
ryme
Mirrors At Night A mall in the dark was silent until we heard a bark but it was only my phone and i never wanted to go home trying on clothes with my friends I even tried on new kegs wanting to stay up all night although it didn't feel right we woke up to a cop Now, I wanted my night would stop
Tone PB&J The click from the jar With the creamy Peanut Butter The fresh fields strawberry, jelly The pb&j lands in my hungry belly MM-MM-MM that Peanut Butter Jelly Expired and gooey The wrong kind of jelly With stale hard bread Not good for my belly Two slices of bread A bit of peanut butter just a tad of jelly a squish and an utter MMMMM I love my Peanut Butter
Mood Confidence I walk into the doors they slam behind me and I stand with a smile on my face Then I start dancing sipping on a soda and thats where my night began, I would dance the night away until late hours like a storm in a critical dark night
Insecurity I shuffled into the big doors and they shut behind me And I stand thinking of what others see I sit down next to the sodas And i wish the night would end The clock was singing and I felt like a cold breeze flying into the lonely night.
Hyperbole My teacher Insists My teacher insists on giving me homework she insists on giving me lodes She gives me so much homework My heads going to explode and My backpack weighs me down Im gonna break my back And when I'm at the Hospital She’ll give my homework back
Metaphor Barbie Doll Beat me down Like a barbie doll then laugh in my face When I try to speak up you act very blunt telling me Its just a game But Behind that evil smile of yours is an evil witch In disguise and I am a rock Despite your mean thoughts And I try,try to move on
You dont know what it is to cry to sleep, why should I be your chewing gum and take part in a “game� I despise But I am Titanium I am rock solid. at least, thats what it seems but behind the doll with the painted on smile is the girl you bully in her dreams.
Imagery
Sonnet My hearts a stereo beating for you makest thou your radio to turn on would you dust thou off
Allusion