February 5

poetry post

Simile poem

A simile poem is a poem that connects two different things that have some common feature. I describe my worldview with simile.

Life is like a house, there is a time to tear it down and a time to build it up.

Life is like a plant, there is a time to sow and a time to gather;

Life is like a war, there is a time to win and a time to lose;

A time to cry and a time to laugh.

A time to love and a time to hate.

There is war and there is peace;Β 

There is birth and death;

Haiku

Haiku is a type of short poetry that originated in Japan. Traditional Japanese haiku is made up of three phrases

Spring is here at lastΒ 

Buds opening up pinkishΒ 

I got new black shoes

colored carps swim byΒ 

a dim memory in mindΒ 

blossom on the pond

The sad end of Spring

Lingers in the peach blossoms

Your birthday is nearΒ 

Found poem

Found poem is a type of poem that is derived from other texts and reconstructed by changing the spacing and lines, or by adding or removing text.

I STEPPED OUT the movie house,

I had things on my mind

Paul Newman and ride home.

I wishing I looked like Paul Newman

He looks tough and I don’t

My looks aren’t bad.Β 

I have brown hair and green eyes.

I wish they are gray

I hate most guys with green eyes,

I have to be who I am.Β 

My hair is long Β 

I am a greaserΒ 

I look better with long hair.

Extended metaphor

A metaphor is a figure of speech that, for rhetorical effect, directly refers to one thing by mentioning another.

The world is a work of art.

The curved moon is a boat.

The round moon is a plate

The summer sun is a fire ball

The white clouds are white marshmallows.

The fallen leaves are dancing butterflies.

Imagery poem

A poem that evokes the five senses to create a set of mental images. Figurative language is used to represent ideas, objects, or actions.

Black clouds covered the sky and the moonlight was weak.Β 

The north wind drove away the wild geese and brought heavy snow.

The snow on the mountain by the lake seemed to connect with the clouds in the sky

An old man in a raincoat fished alone from his wooden boat on the dark, calm lake.

I turned back from the window.Β 

In the evening, the house became colder.

I added wood to the dying fire.

A newly cooked dish smelled good.Β 

The little stove burned red.

The yellow dog barked outside the door.

Some people were going home in the snow

Sound poem

I used all kinds of animal sounds in this poem because I like animals

The farm

Baa baa baa baa baa baa

Moo moo moo moo moo mooΒ 

Quack quack quack quack quack quack

Β 

Croak croak croak croak croak croak

Woof woof woof woof woof woof

Meow meow meow meow meow meow

Cluck cluck cluck cluck cluck cluck

Cheep cheep cheep cheep cheep cheep

Squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak

Bray bray bray bray bray bray

Experience poem

Me:

We have not seen each other for many years.Β 

It is as warm as spring when we meet.

I am very unhappy

that night I set out,

The clouds covered the moonlight.Β 

As see me off

Don’t be so sad.Β 

Life is a hard journey,Β 

you and I are just passing by.Β 

Like stay and leave from station to station.

My friend:

We say goodbye to each otherΒ 

The boat disappeared to the end of the sky,Β 

only can see the river running by.

I give my missing mind to the moon,Β 

Hope it can company you with the wind.

When the grass is green again next year.Β 

My friend, will you come back?

Personification poem

A worldview personification poem that my team and I created

World view walks in

Beaming with borders

It prances around the roomΒ 

Looking at all the different people

It smells like morning air

It listens to the pouring rain

That is falling outside

Self portrait poem

A poem about my worldviewΒ 

I want to write a song for myself

Adorn the joys and sorrows of life

In this song

A courage to move forward

A memory that will never die

An experience with a long aftertaste

I want to write a pome for myself

In this poem

The sunlightΒ 

Take me in its arm

And only now

My heart will be so bright

Life is full of ups and downsΒ 

It’s all too common

Step overΒ 

A few low wallsΒ 

In front of me

There are many wild flowers


Posted February 5, 2022 by jessieg in category Humanities

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