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My Poetry Portfolio

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FC: My Poetry Portfolio By Kelly R. Period 7

1: Table of Contents | Poetry Terms Pg. 2-4 Poetry Analysis Pg. 5-17 Original Poems Pg.18-21

2: Couplet- In a poem, a pair of lines that are the same length and usually rhyme and form a complete thought. | Poetry Terms | Example: I like to play with my cat, He likes to get in a hat. | Poetry Terms

3: Caesura- A natural pause or break in a line of poetry, usually near the middle of the line. There is a caesura right after the question mark in the first line of this sonnet by Elizabeth Barrett Browning: | Example: How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. | Poetry Terms

4: Limerick-A light, humorous poem of five usually anapestic lines with the rhyme scheme of "aabba." | Poetry Terms | Example: Hickery, Dickery Dock, A Mouse ran up the Clock, The Clock Struck One, The Mouse fell down, And Hickery Dickery Dock.

5: Birches By Robert Frost | When I see birches bend to left and right Across the lines of straighter darker trees, I like to think some boy's been swinging them. But swinging doesn't bend them down to stay. Ice-storms do that. Often you must have seen them Loaded with ice a sunny winter morning After a rain. They click upon themselves As the breeze rises, and turn many-coloured As the stir cracks and crazes their enamel.

6: Soon the sun's warmth makes them shed crystal shells Shattering and avalanching on the snow-crust Such heaps of broken glass to sweep away You'd think the inner dome of heaven had fallen. They are dragged to the withered bracken by the load, And they seem not to break; though once they are bowed So low for long, they never right themselves: You may see their trunks arching in the woods Years afterwards, trailing their leaves on the ground,

7: Like girls on hands and knees that throw their hair Before them over their heads to dry in the sun. But I was going to say when Truth broke in With all her matter-of-fact about the ice-storm, I should prefer to have some boy bend them As he went out and in to fetch the cows-- Some boy too far from town to learn baseball, Whose only play was what he found himself, Summer or winter, and could play alone.

8: One by one he subdued his father's trees By riding them down over and over again Until he took the stiffness out of them, And not one but hung limp, not one was left For him to conquer. He learned all there was To learn about not launching out too soon And so not carrying the tree away Clear to the ground. He always kept his poise To the top branches, climbing carefully

9: With the same pains you use to fill a cup Up to the brim, and even above the brim. Then he flung outward, feet first, with a swish, Kicking his way down through the air to the ground. So was I once myself a swinger of birches. And so I dream of going back to be. It's when I'm weary of considerations, And life is too much like a pathless wood Where your face burns and tickles with the cobwebs Broken across it, and one eye is weeping >

10: From a twig's having lashed across it open. I'd like to get away from earth awhile And then come back to it and begin over. May no fate willfully misunderstand me And half grant what I wish and snatch me away Not to return. Earth's the right place for love: I don't know where it's likely to go better. I'd like to go by climbing a birch tree And climb black branches up a snow-white trunk

11: Toward heaven, till the tree could bear no more, But dipped its top and set me down again. That would be good both going and coming back. One could do worse than be a swinger of birches.

12: TPCASTT | T= I thought that the title was about trees, nature and birds on trees. P= The speaker uses his imagination to describe what happened to some poor birch trees. He then wishes that he could be young again and escape from the real world. C= In the poem, where it states "So I was once myself a swinger of birches" I thought it was a metaphor. I believed that "swinger of birches"

13: in that line meant youthful. I think he uses this metaphor to show that he wants to be young and free again. Later in the poem, it says "I'd like to get away from earth awhile, And then come back to it and begin over." I think in these two lines, the speaker is trying to say that he would like to escape. When he comes back, he wishes to be youthful again. Also, the last line of the poem states "one could do worse than be a swinger of birches." Now knowing what "swinger of birches" meant, I figured

14: out the rest of the line. I think this sentence is saying that "one could do worse than acting young." Then, I found imagery. "Like girls on hands and knees that throw their hair, Before them over their heads to dry in the sun." In this example, the speaker is describing the trees but uses the girls flipping their hair to show what they looked like. Lastly, I found symbolism. I think that the birches represent the bends and growth of life. I think the speaker used trees because they

15: grow and bend just like our lives can at times. A= I think the author's attitude is hopeful and nostalgic of his childhood. S= In lines twenty-four to fourty-two, the author shifts. He changes from talking about the bent trees to youth. Also, I believe there is an emotional shift. He goes from being happy to a more serious attitude. He also explains how the trees reflect on his life.

16: T= Although the poem is titled, Birches, I believe it is really about life. As I said earlier, trees grows and life moves on. T= Sometimes, your imagination is more important than realization. It's okay to escape for a while, but eventually you are going to have to go back to the way things used to be.

18: Original Poems Ode to Happiness Where there are smiles, Of endless miles, There is happiness. Where Mickey Mouse will be found, Where frowns are not around, There is happiness. At least on my behalf,

19: I like to laugh, This is happiness. Where joy fills the air, And there is not a care, This is happiness. We all need it at least a bit, We could not live without it, Ode to happiness.

20: She looked into each cell, Every one of them smelling sweet. The buzzing of the crowd became loud. She soon struck a pose as The queen drew closer. | Trespasser

21: Unfortunately, she did not know the proper etiquette in this situation. The royal protectors brandished their weapons. The black and yellow creatures left their mark, And soon fell to their knees, Giving their life for their charge.

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