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RHYME SCHEME. How an author creates rhyming in a poem How you can keep track of it. What is rhyme scheme you ask?. The pattern of rhyming words in a poem. Now let’s take a look at our packets for more information. We use letters to label rhyme scheme. Check out some more examples above.
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RHYME SCHEME How an author creates rhyming in a poem How you can keep track of it
What is rhyme scheme you ask? The pattern of rhyming words in a poem
We use letters to label rhyme scheme. Check out some more examples above.
LUNCHROOM MAGIC BY: CHARLES GHIGNA OF ALL THE MAGIC I HAVE SEEN MY FAVORITE, I SUPPOSE, WAS YESTERDAY AT LUNCH WHEN MARK MADE MILK COME OUT HIS NOSE
WRITER’S BLOCK BY: CHARLES GHIGNA THE PATH TO INSPIRATION STARTS UPON THE TRAILS WE’VE KNOWN EACH WRITER’S BLOCK IS NOT A ROCK BUT JUST A STEPPING STONE
TOMORROW’S MY BIRTHDAY BY: CHARLES GHIGNA TOMORROW’S MY BIRTHDAY AND I’LL BE FOUR AND I WON’T HAVE TO STAY HOME ANYMORE I’LL TAKE DOWN MY BANK RIGHT OFF MY SHELF. AND I WILL GO OUT AND ABOUT BY MYSELF I’LL BUY ME A TICKET AND I’LL TAKE A TRAIN AND I’LL GO TO TEXAS TO RIDE ON THE RANGE. I’LL BUY ME SOME BOOTS AND A HAT, BUT NO TOYS CAUSE I’LL BE AS BIG AS ALL THE COWBOYS I’LL ROPE AND I’LL RIDE AND I’LL BE THE BEST OF ALL THE COWBOYS IN THE WORLD AND THE WEST AND WHEN IT GETS DARK ON THE CATTLE DRIVE – WELL, MAYBE I’LL WAIT UNTIL I AM FIVE.
A POEM IS A LITTLE PATH BY: CHARLES GHIGNA A POEM IS A LITTLE PATH THAT LEADS YOU THROUGH THE TREES. IT TAKES YOU TO THE CLIFFS AND SHORES, TO ANYWHERE YOU PLEASE. FOLLOW IT AND TRUST YOUR WAY WITH MIND AND HEART AS ONE, AND WHEN THE JOURNEY’S OVER, YOU’LL FIND YOU’VE JUST BEGUN.
MOTHER OF THE NIGHT BY: CHARLES GHIGNA THE MOON WATCHES OVER US LIKE A MOTHER OF THE NIGHT. SHE SEES THROUGH THE DARKNESS WITH HER SOFT AND SILVERY LIGHT. SHE PEEKS IN ON EACH ONE OF US AND WATCHES AS WE DREAM, GENTLY PLACING KISSES WITH EVERY NEW MOONBEAM. SHE COVERS USE WITH SHADOWS AS SHE TIPTOES ‘CROSS THE SKY SHE CHECKS ON ALL HER CHILDREN AS SHE SLOWLY PASSES BY
A FAMILY TREE BY: CHARLES GHIGNA MY ROOTS ARE DEEP WITHIN YOU, GROWING AS YOU GROW. MY SHADE PROVIDES THE SHELTER FOR THE NEW SEEDS THAT YOU SOW. NO MATTER WHAT THE SEASON, I STAND HERE STILL THE SAME. COME WINTER, SPRING OR SUMMER, MY BRANCHES BEAR YOUR NAME.
RACING THE WIND BY: CHARLES GHIGNA I LIKE TO RIDE ON MY BIKE EVERY DAY WHERE THE LIMBS OF TREES SHAKE HANDS IN THE BREEZE OVER MY HEAD WITH THE TIPS OF THEIR LEAVES. I LIKE TO RACE WITH THE SUN IN MY FACE DOWN TRAILS I KNOW WHERE NO ONE GOES EXCEPT THE WIND THAT BLOWS AND BLOWS
WHAT’S A POEM? BY: CHARLES GHIGNA A WHISPER, A SHOUT, THOUGHTS TURNED INSIDE OUT. A LAUGH, A SIGH, AN ECHO PASSING BY. A RHYTHM, A RHYME, A MOMENT CAUGHT IN TIME A MOON, A STAR, A GLIMPSE OF WHO YOU ARE.
Journal: Poetry Is… Complete the open-ended sentence below in one complete paragraph in your journal. Be as honest as possible. This is your opinion. You will not be graded on your opinion. I think poetry is…..