Poetry - mrsgumble

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Poetry Unit
Types of Poems
 Limerick
 Quatrain
 Haiku
 Diamonte
Limerick
Limericks are fun
poems that combine a
couplet with a triplet.
Lines 1, 2 & 5 rhyme
with each other. Lines
three and four rhyme.
Limerick
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Composed of five
lines
AABBA rhyming
pattern
Eight and five
syllable lines
Silly or serious
Limerick
What is a limerick, Mother?
It's a form of verse, said brother
In which lines one and two
Rhyme with five when it's through
And three and four rhyme with each other.
author unknown
Quatrain
Quatrains are poems
that are composed of
four lines with strong
rhythm, yet they can
have a variety of
rhyming patterns.
Quatrain
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Composed of four
lines
Strong rhythm
Variety of rhyming
patterns
Similar syllable
count
Silly or serious
Rain
Making plants grow strong and tall,
Cold and wet, the rain does fall.
Full of life, so crisp and clear,
Rain’s soft sound I long to hear.
Haiku
A haiku is a 17 syllable
poem that contains vivid
words and phrases that
either describes nature
or communicates
feelings.
Haiku
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Unrhymed poem
Consists of three lines
Contains 17 syllables
 Line 1: 5 syllables
 Line 2: 7 syllables
 Line 3: 5 syllables
Hawaiian Evening
Fiery sunset
Warm, sparkling, dancing water
Soft, rustling palm trees
Diamonte
A seven line poem in
the shape of a
diamond that focuses
on two contrasting
subjects.
Diamonte
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Contains 7 lines
Consists of 16
words
Focuses on two
contrasting
subjects
Arranged in a
diamond
Summer/Winter
Summer
Hot, green
Swimming, playing, resting
Insects, fruit, snow, rain
Skiing, sledding, hibernating
Cold, white
Winter
The Road Not Taken
Two roads diverged in a yellow
wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I
could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better
claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted
wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on
to way,
I doubted if I should ever come
back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood,
and I — I took the one less traveled
by,
And that has made all the
difference.
The End