Hilaire Belloc Tarantella (1929) Do you remember an Inn, Miranda? Do you remember an Inn? And the tedding and the spreading Of the straw for a bedding, And the fleas that tease in the High Pyrenees, And the wine that tasted of tar? And the cheers and the jeers of the young muleteers (Under the vine of the dark verandah)? Do you remember an Inn, Miranda, Do you remember an Inn? And the cheers and the jeers of the young muleteeers Who hadn't got a penny, And who weren't paying any, And the hammer at the doors and the Din? And the Hip! Hop! Hap! Of the clap Of the hands to the twirl and the swirl Of the girl gone chancing, Glancing, Dancing, Backing and advancing, Snapping of a clapper to the spin Out and in -- And the Ting, Tong, Tang, of the Guitar. Do you remember an Inn, Miranda? Do you remember an Inn? Never more; Miranda, Never more. Only the high peaks hoar:
And Aragon a torrent at the door. No sound In the walls of the Halls where falls The tread Of the feet of the dead to the ground No sound: But the boom Of the far Waterfall like Doom.
Limerick poem There once was a man from Peru Who had a lot of growing up to do, He d ring a doorbell, then run like hell, Until the owner shot him with a.22.
Goblin Market BY CHRISTINA ROSSETTI Laugh d every goblin When they spied her peeping: Came towards her hobbling, Flying, running, leaping, Puffing and blowing, Chuckling, clapping, crowing, Clucking and gobbling, Mopping and mowing, Full of airs and graces, Pulling wry faces, Demure grimaces, Cat-like and rat-like, Ratel- and wombat-like, Snail-paced in a hurry, Parrot-voiced and whistler, Helter skelter, hurry skurry, Chattering like magpies, Fluttering like pigeons, Gliding like fishes, My Food Loves to dance My food loves to prance, to jump, to dance; I wait for the time, I wait for the chance! As mommy goes in and out of the room;tables and chairs become their ballroom! I flick my fingers; swing my wrist. Beans and turkey are doing the twist! Peas, plumbs, apples or mangos; on to the walls, they're doing the tango! Appetite In a house the size of a postage stamp lived a man as big as a barge. His mouth could drink the entire river You could say it was rather large For dinner he would eat a trillion beans And a silo full of grain, Washed it down with a tanker of milk As if he were a drain. Rhyming Couplets She was a little tense The notice made no sense I saw a little hermit crab His colouring was oh so drab It s hard to see the butterfly
Because he flies across the sky Hear the honking of the goose I think he s angry at the moose His red sports car is just a dream It needs no gas, it runs on steam The children like the ocean shore We want to leave but they want more Techniques 1. repetitive verb (is where you use the endings or words that are verbs to make an effect) Goblin Market until line 8 came towards her hobbling Flying, running, leaping Puffing and blowing 2. Alliteration (is a line of words all starting with the same letter) c in the Goblin Market line 6 & 7 Chuckling,clapping,crowing Clucking 3. Simile (is saying something is like or as) on the last 3 lines in the Goblin Market chattering like magpies, fluttering like pigeons, gliding like fishes 4. Repetition (is where you use the same word over and over again to make an effect) Abracadabra Alphabet the alchemist searches for gold the banshee balefully wails in the cold the changer eking chillingly grins in his basket 5. rhyming (is where you use the ending or get words that rhyme together) Limerick poem There once was a man from Peru Who had a lot of growing up to do 6. assonance ( it is when the is a repetition of the vowels) His Dreams 2nd picture
the owls, the prowls, the howls of it 7. onomatopoeia (when word describes a sound and you can picture the sound by hearing it) At Sunset an owl hoots 8. personification 9giving a non-living thing a living things characteristics) My Food Loves to Dance Peas, plumbs, apples or mangos; on to the walls, they're doing the tango 9. Hyperbole (is exaggerating on purpose) Appetite In a house the size of a postage stamp lived a man as big as a barge 10. rhyming couplets ( it is 2 lines that rhyme together to make a poem) Rhyming Couplets His red sports car is just a dream It needs no gas, it runs on steam The children like the ocean shore We want to leave but they want more
My Poems My Hyperbole poem In a street the size of a blade strip lived a man as big as a building. His pool could hold the entire ocean You can say it was rather big For dinner he would eat a entire supermarket And a garage full of ice-cream, Washed it down with a shower of fizzy As if he were a sewerage system. My Acrostic Poem A : ASSONANCE IS A NICE FEATURE C : COLOURFUL POEMS ARE NICE R : REPITION IS REPATITIVE O : ONEMATAPIEA IS A FEATURE S : SO MANY POEMS HAVE FEATURES T : THERE ARE MANY TYPES OF POEMS I : IMMAGINATION IS KEY FOR A POEM C : CREATIVE POEMS ARE THE BEST My Rhyming Poem It started at 10 we went to our den we had a pie and it was ka pai we went to the beach and ate a peach we went for a walk and had a long talk and we landed in hay and it was all in a day