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My collection of peoms

My collection of peoms. By:vicki. Haiku’s. 1.A kiss from your lips, Wine-dark , intoxicating, Steals my breath away 2 . STARS The stars are moving They will move all through the night They will come again 3. You are beautiful Don't let anyone tell you're not

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My collection of peoms

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  1. My collection of peoms By:vicki

  2. Haiku’s 1.A kiss from your lips, Wine-dark, intoxicating,Steals my breath away 2. STARS The stars are moving They will move all through the night They will come again 3. You are beautiful Don't let anyone tell you're not They would be wrong, love

  3. HAIKU BY ME People are talking The class is being very loud I’m writing a poem

  4. Quatrain 1.)The TygerbyWilliam Blake Tyger! Tyger! burning brightIn the forests of the night,What immortal hand or eyeCould frame thy fearful symmetry? 2.) Donna Brock's "The Mountain":The mountain frames the sky (a) As a shadow of an eagle flies by. (a) With clouds hanging at its edge (b) A climber proves his courage on its rocky ledge (b) 3.) William Blake’s The Sick Rose: ORose, thou art sick!The invisible worm,That flies in the night,In the howling storm, Has found out thy bedOf crimson joy;And his dark secret loveDoes thy life destroy.

  5. QUATRAIN I WOULD LIKE A BIG PIECE I WENT AND GIVE YOU A PIECE A BigPIECE OF CHEESE I would like knot and sneeze

  6. Ballets Richard Cory 1.)Whenever Richard Cory went downtown We people on the pavement looked at him: He was a gentleman from sole to crown, Clean favored, and imperially slim, 2. God prosper long our noble king,Our lives and safeties all!A woeful hunting once there didIn Chevy Chase befall."(Excerpts from the Ballad of Chevy Chase thought to have been based on the events in 1388 at the Battle of Otterburn) 3. I’ve traveled the statesfrom fifty on down,I discovered more culturesthan mountains could count.Over two hundred years since this land was found, many governments, many freedoms,yet liberty still abounds.

  7. BALLET BY ME THE SKY IS CLEAR I WENT AND SAW MY DEER I SAW IT IN THE HOUSE I TOUCHED IT LIKE A MOUSE

  8. ITAILIAN SONNETS • 1. On His BlindnessWhen I consider how my light is spent, A Ere half my days, in this dark world and wide, B And that one Talent which is death to hide,BLodg'd with me useless, though my Soul more bent ATo serve therewith my Maker, and presentAMy true account, least he returning chide, BDoth God exact day-labour, light deny'd, BI fondly ask; But patience to preventAThat murmur, soon replies, God doth not needCEither man's work or his own gifts, who best DBar his mildeyoak, they serve him best, his State EIs Kingly. Thousands at his bidding speed CAnd post o're Land and Ocean without rest: DThey also serve who only stand and waite.E • ----- John Milton (1608-1674)

  9. Turn back the heart you've turned away AGive back your kissing breath BLeave not my love as you have left BThe broken hearts of yesterday ABut wait, be still, don't lose this way AAffection now, for what you guess BMay be something more, could be less BAccept my love, live for today. AYour roses wilted, as love spurned CYet trust in me, my love and truthDDwell in my heart, from which you've turnedCMy strength as great as yours aloof.DIt is in fear you turn away EAnd miss the chance of love today! E James DeFord Italian Sonnet CONT….

  10. Italian sonnet cont….. • "London, 1802" Milton! thou shouldst be living at this hour: England hath need of thee: she is a fen Of stagnant waters: altar, sword, and pen, Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower, Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness. We are selfish men; Oh! raise us up, return to us again; And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power. Thy soul was like a Star, and dwelt apart; Thou hadst a voice whose sound was like the sea: Pure as the naked heavens, majestic, free, So didst thou travel on life's common way, In cheerful godliness; and yet thy heart The lowliest duties on herself did lay

  11. English/shakespearean sonnet When in disgrace with Fortune and men's eyes, A I all alone beweep my outcast state, B And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries, A And look upon myself and curse my fate, B Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, C Featured like him, like him with friends possessed, D Desiring this man's art and that man's scope, C With what I most enjoy contented least, D Yet in these thoughts my self almost despising, E Haply I think on thee, and then my state, F (Like to the lark at break of day arising E From sullen earth) sings hymns at heaven's gate, F For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings, G That then I scorn to change my state with kings. G

  12. ENGLISH/ SHAKESPEAREAN SONNET cont….. How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.I love thee to the depth and breadth and heightMy soul can reach, when feeling out of sightFor the ends of Being and ideal Grace. I love thee to the level of every day'sMost quiet need, by sun and candlelight.I love thee freely, as men strive for right;I love thee purely, as they turn from praise, I love thee with the passion put to useIn my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.I love thee with a love I seemed to loseWith my lost saints–I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life!–and, if God choose, But I shall love thee better after death.

  13. English/ shakespearean sonnet cont… From fairest creatures we desire increase,That thereby beauty's rose might never die,But as the riper should by time decease,His tender heir might bear his memory:      But thou, contracted to thine own bright eyes,Feed'st thy light's flame with self-substantial fuel,Making a famine where abundance lies,Thyself thy foe, to thy sweet self too cruel. Thou that art now the world's fresh ornament,And only herald to the gaudy spring,Within thine own bud buriest thy content,And, tender churl, mak'st waste in niggarding: ePity the world, or else this glutton be,To eat the world's due, by the grave and thee.

  14. 1.) A Cold WomanBy Paul McCannThere once was a woman of ice . 8She never knew how to be nice . 8She spent all of her life , 6on the edge of a knife , 6cutting herself off from advice. 8 2.)There once was a clover named Kate, 8Who sat on the edge of a plate, 8The fancy folk dined, 5On foods of all kind, 5Then tossed her at quarter past eight. 8 3) There was a Young Lady whose chin 8 Resembled the point of a pin: 8So she had it made sharp, 6And purchased a harp, 6And played several tunes with her chin. 8- Edward Lear Limerick

  15. Limerick BY VICKI KETELAAR I once met a girl from home Everyday she had a new dome But boy had joy The girl had toys The pretty young girl comes from home

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