Elements of Poetry. Notes. Alliteration. The repetition of the same consonant sound at the beginnings of several words of a line of poetry as a sentence. The tool in which poets use to create music in poetry. There will come soft rain and the smell of the ground,
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There will come soft rain and the smell of the ground,
And swallows calling with their shimmering sound.
She drank from a bottle called DRINK ME
And up she grew so tall,
She ate from a plate called TASTE ME
And down she shrank so small. (Shel Silverstein)
Red, black or orange,
Yellow or white,
We all look the same
When we turn off the light.
So maybe the way
To make everything right
Is for God to just reach out
And turn off the light.
Let the rain kiss you.
Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops.
Let the rain sing you a lullaby.
And I love the rain.
Please swallow your pride if I have things things you need to borrow,
For no one can fill those of your needs that you won’t let show.
I’m the sailor and the sail;
I’m the driver and the wheel;
I’m the one and only engine human auto mobile.
O my luve is like a red, red, rose,
That’s newly sprung in June.
O. My luve is like the melodie,
That’s sweetly play’d in tune.
The fog comes
on little cat feet
It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on.
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping.
Make splishes and sploshes
And slooshes and sloshes
As Susie steps slowly
Along in the slush
Summer grass aches and whispers
It wants something; it calls and sings; it pours
out wishes to the overhead stars.
The rain hears; the rain answers; the rain is slow coming;
the rain wets the face of the grass.
Some people wish their lives away a
And some people say, “If only I would…” b
Some endlessly, ceaselessly play a
And some people never do what they could. b
The willow is like and etching
Fine-lines against the sky.
The ginkgo is like a crude sketch,
Hardly worthy to be signed.
A man of words and not of deeds
Is like a garden full of weeds
Rain , rain, go away
Come again another day
This is my rock,
And here I run
To steal the secret of the sun
This is my rock,
And here come I
Before the night has swept the sky
Rock represents something solid, safe and strong.
Night represents darkness, even our fears.