the repetition of consonant sounds at the beginnings of words
What is alliteration?
a direct comparison of two unlike things
The drip of droplets from the faucet didn't stop.
What is alliteration?
The tea kettle screeched when the water was boiled.
What is personification?
This term stands for a poem paragraph.
What is a stanza?
a word used to imitate a sound
What is onomatopoeia?
a comparison of 2 unlike things using “like” or “as”
What is simile?
Boom, zip, splash, quack
What is onomatopoeia?
The bird flew like a jet plane.
What is simile?
When a poem rhymes, it may or may not have a pattern. What is that pattern called?
What is rhyme scheme?
an exaggeration
What is hyperbole?
a grouped set of lines within a poem
What is stanza?
She is light on my dark days.
What is metaphor.
The cat ran around the house
It couldn't help but chase the mouse
The kids were yelling
And then they were telling
All of their friends at school
What is rhyme?
What is the theme of the poem "Nothing Gold Can Stay"?
What is nothing good can last, nothing good lasts forever, nothing good can stay, etc?
an object, idea, or animal is given human characteristics
What is personification?
the repetition of syllable sounds at the ends of words
What is rhyme?
This backpack ways a ton.
What is hyperbole?
The poem makes me feel sad.
What is mood?
In the poem, name a line that is personification.
Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
-Robert Frost
What is "Her hardest hue to hold" or "Her early leaf’s a flower"?
words or phrases that describe something using one or more of the five senses
What is imagery?
the feeling intended to create in a reader
an author’s attitude toward a subject
What is mood?
What is tone?
The sun's light poured into the room, and I could feel the heat on my face as the coffee was brewing.
What is imagery?
The author seems nervous.
What is tone?
What is the tone of the poem?
Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
-Robert Frost
What is sad?