Poetry comes from the heart
Mrs. Schwartzman Ethan Lim 4-31-15 Period 8-9
Dedication
Table of contents ● Lights (alliteration)
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● Bells, Bells.... (Onomatopoeia)
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● Cats (assonance)
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● Water (personification)
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● Marathon (imagery)
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● Mystery island (rhyme)
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● The day (simile/metaphor)
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● Red Snapper (Tone) ………………………………………….pg.21 ● What a party!/ it's a party? (mood)
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● Hollywood (allusion)
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● Sonnet 1 (8/9)
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Into the night All lights are gone without our light there is much fright Without our light, there is no guidance without light there is no creativity light is our humanity light is the human savior and eventually, All people will go into the light
Bells, Bells.... Onomatopoeia
When you wake up in the morning, everything is calm and peaceful but then‌.. BANG, BANG The peace is interrupted After those Bells, The calm is back, But then, The thundering of the bells, roar in, then all you hear are the grumbling of stomachs and the munching of mouths. However, all the bells are peace breaking, but the last one is peacemaking, it is like the singing of.. angels.
Cats Assonance
Cats are, apathetic they will attack if they are threatened, They are much like people, They are not always like people, they are also agile creatures that can climb ladders But sometimes be calm, and they can be amazed by different things, they can also have two kinds of moods, When they are not grumpy, they are nice and docile creatures.
Water Personification
I look back at the water, I see my face, it stares deep in my soul through my eyes, I stare at my face and I think, there is nothing left for me to see, I also think, eventually the sky will look down, and stare at me‌‌..
Mar
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26 miles of bone crushing experience I feel the pumping blood in my feet, I taste the salty sweat dripping down my face, and smell victory in the air the sight of the human eye may be far, but not far enough to reach the finish line, But once I cross it, All I hear are the building blocks of my dream coming together.
Mystery Island Rhyme
Come to my island it’ll be a like living on hell land people I hunt are as strong as an elephant Although animals are natural game But people are easier to tame But these people can never win because if they do, it will be a sin Even if they try They are not fly.
The Day Simile/Metaphor
One day as I had a day as rotten as an apple, But then, when I go the news, All my thoughts that were as sad as sad blues, were gone When I received the news, I was a dog enjoying the great outdoors, But as those news became a reality, I was like a dog on a rainy day,But as the days went as slow as centuries I learned that i should
Red Snapper Tone
Just on the Ocean, Relaxin' at the house Cooked up the catch It was the catch of the day What was it before food All scales and goey, Some are feisty, That's disgusting! Out on the Great Blue With nothing but hook and line And with a couple casts, You can catch something vast
It’s a Party? Mood
I was invited to A party, I didn't know anybody I was a fish out of water I tried my best to Not be humiliated The music was alive I was like a 2 year old hanging out with 10 year olds
What A Party! Mood
I was popular At the best party I was a celebrity Walking on the red carpet, the music was as loud as a jet roaring The night went late and the music was still on We the. Heard, whoo whoo, of a police car siren. When that happened The party had died.
Hollywood Allusion
In the place of fame on the side of a mountain, it says it's own name I could see the stars but on the ground once there, your skin turns red then once, those lights are out it is a place of, dreams.
H.W. Hyperbole
Once school is done all the thoughts in the world are gone when school is done all the world is off my shoulders but once the day is done I got drowned by tons of papers then I was my day Is done
Sonnet 1 Per. 8/9
Colorless thine lips, pale is thy visage 'Tis night and thy wallet is so empty Sleeping with distant unknowns which alas thou are stuck in stupidity Lost in a moment since ' 'twas just eighteen. Falling to pieces like old crumbled scones Looking for a better life in between Life and death all to feed her weakened bones Drowning in a sea of cold loneliness The lass cannot learn how to calmly float An angel lost all of her happiness Call girl no answer seems to be remote. Spirit one her way to heaven tonight No more time to arise and make her flight.