What type of Poetry
A poetry genre that have no rules and it doesn't need to rhyme.
Free Verse
D was a duck
With spots on his back.
Who live in the water.
And always said "Quack".
The topic is about a duck!
The angry tornado stormed across the lonely prairie.
The word was angry.
What kind of poem only talks about one color and uses the 5 senses?
Color
Orange as an orange.
Orange as a butterfly.
Orange as a kitten.
Orange as a pumpkin.
Orange as the leaves.
The topic of the poem was the color orange!
The brutal wind
bullied the tree
into giving up
its autumn leaves.
The words were brutal, bullied,and giving up.
A poem that are objects composed of words, letters, color, and typefaces.
Structure Poem
Red, white or pink
On the field we see
Stunning petals and strong thorns
Everlasting beauty.
The topic of the poem was about a rose!
All the little corn flakes were so excited
They were getting to come out and play.
They landed in the milky pool,
And began frolicking away.
The words were excited, play, landed, milky pool, and frolicking.
What kind of poetry follows the rule that spells a word down the side?
Acrostic
The leaves in the water were almost perfectly still.With each ripple, they were trembling and shaking. We step into the boat and row out in the water,
We were in the middle of the lake, where the air stands still.
Our boat was creaking and shaking, Sending ripples towards the shore.
The topic of the poem is about a boat in a lake.
The teapot sang as the water boiled
The ice cubes cackle in their glass
The teacups chattered to one another.
While the chairs were passing gas
The gravy gurgled merrily
As the oil danced in a pan.
Oh my dinnertime chorus
What a lovely, lovely clan!
The words were sang, cackle, chattered, passing gas, gurgled, danced, chorus, and lovely clan.
A style that glorifies someone or something,And it explains it’s details and worships it?
Ode Poem
Death be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty ad dreadful, for not thou art not so;
For those whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow
Die not,poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
The topic is about death.
It's spring
And the garden is changing its clothes,
putting away
its dark winter suits
its dull scarves
and drab brown overcoots
now, it wraps itself in green shoots,
slip on blouses sleeved with pink and white blossom
pulls on skirts of daffodil and primrose.
snowdrop socks and purple crocus shoes, then dance in the sunlight.
The words were changing its clothes, putting away, wraps itself, slip on blouses sleeved, pulls on, and dance.