POEM

a composition in verse, especially one that is

characterized by a highly developed artistic formand by the use of heightened lang
uage and rhythm to express an intensely imaginative interpretation of the subject.

That a poem is to be read for its "message,"

That this message is "hidden" in the poem,

The message is to be found by treating the words as symbols which naturally

do not mean what they say but stand for something else,

You have to decipher every single word to appreciate and enjoy the poem.

ELEMENTS OF A POEM
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FORM
LINES
STANZAS grouping of the lines
RHYME
a. End Rhyme at the end
My love ended in MAY
And my life turned into GRAY
b. Internal Rhyme somewhere in the poem
It wont be LONG before my SONG ends the day
And the FLOWERS near the TOWERS reach the sky

5. PATTERN
SQUEEZE TEASE;
RUN FUN;
DEMONSTRATE WHAT SHE ATE
6. RHYTHM
Never in my lovely life,
Could you make it - - be my wife
If only then she had seen;
That crime and anger were to have been
7. BEAT
8. (un)STRESSED SYLLABLES
9. EUPHONY melodious sounds which make a poem pleasant to listen to

FORMS OF POETRY
1. LIMERICK intended to be humorous; 5 lines only
2. HAIKU (5/7/5) originated in Japan; 3 lines; simplistic form of poetry
3. BALLAD oldest type of poetry; tells a story and quite lengthy; deals with
love, honor, courage death, conflict and human emotions
4. FREE VERSE free form

TYPES OF POETRY

1. NARRATIVE tells a story

2. LYRIC/DESCRIPTIVE - expressive
3. HUMOROUS - funny

Little Baby
Little baby Oh so small
One day you will be big and tall
I watch you while you laugh and play
My love for you grows everyday
I tell you this with my whole heart
I love you just the way you are.

The Life Of A Cupcake

They put me in the oven to bake.
Me a deprived and miserable cake.
Feeling the heat I started to bubble.
Watching the others I knew I was in
trouble
They opened the door and I started my
life.
Frosting me with a silver knife.
Decorating me with candy jewels.
The rest of my batch looked like fools.
Lifting me up, she took off my
wrapper.
Feeling the breeze, I wanted to slap
her.
Opening her mouth with shiny teeth
inside.
This was the day this cupcake had
died.