Poetry

I was just wondering if there was any symbolism in his poem. I know it's about him going insane over the death of Lenore, but is there symbolism too?

2007-11-01 17:51:14 · 14 answers · asked by zcatch_16 2

It has been ages since I have read this poem so I need some help. Well my nephew does actuall..
I need to know the exposition, rising action, climax, falling action or resolution of the poem. I am certain I got it right, but for my own benefits I'd like to know other answers. Thanks.

2007-11-01 16:43:44 · 9 answers · asked by Anonymous

it could start with a question.
for example: which kind of insect do you like? well, i love butterflies and that's why i wanted to write about them.


btw: My topic is on friendship.

2007-11-01 16:39:16 · 3 answers · asked by Esspy 1

Gothic Illusions


Forced delusions
upon yourself
Dark clouds the aura
of your health
Pessimism
is your only schism
Though rainbows refract
thru crystal prisms

Time and time
again you cry
Bemoan the world
you want to die
But deep inside
there is hoping
Something scoping
despite your doping

You try to conceal it
With cloth of black
But light can't be hidden
It flows through cracks
Your suicide yells
From the depth of hell
Give way to the chiming
O' Holy church bells

You've been cocooned
Let the ashes fall off
Let the shells of flagellation
Grow fragile and soft
Time for new beginning
Time to end sin
Time to live your life
Let light shine again

2007-11-01 16:30:29 · 3 answers · asked by ignoramus_the_great 7

Like if I had to write something for a class how would I write it like Shakespeare?

P.S Links to sites would be greatly appreciated. :)

Thanks. :-)

2007-11-01 16:22:17 · 5 answers · asked by Raven Wing 2

An small Analysis of each stanza would help, thanks. Or anything will be good that will get me on track of what I should say. Here is the poem:
A Requiem.

(April, 1862.)



Skimming lightly, wheeling still,
The swallows fly low
Over the field in clouded days,
The forest-field of Shiloh--
Over the field where April rain
Solaced the parched ones stretched in pain
Through the pause of night
That followed the Sunday fight
Around the church of Shiloh--
The church so lone, the log-built one,
That echoed to many a parting groan
And natural prayer
Of dying foemen mingled there--
Foemen at morn, but friends at eve--
Fame or country least their care:
(What like a bullet can undeceive!)
But now they lie low,
While over them the swallows skim,
And all is hushed at Shiloh.

2007-11-01 16:05:38 · 4 answers · asked by Anonymous

2007-11-01 15:49:13 · 22 answers · asked by Dewey 1

ok well im a freshman in high school and a cheerleader and i have grade checks in a week! so there is a report for my english class i have to do to still be qualified and i need help can anyone tell me some famous poems cuz i need like spacific types but im not sure how to tell them apart(ex:alliteration sonnet hykue personifacetations...ect)
well if so thanks a whole bunch
god bless<3

2007-11-01 15:49:08 · 3 answers · asked by Anonymous

I already know one, the 'free verse' style.

2007-11-01 15:29:01 · 3 answers · asked by Anonymous

It goes a little something like this:

The fox you lug over your shoulder
in a dark sack
has cut a hole with a knife
and escaped.

The sudden lightness makes you think
you are stronger
as you walk back to your small cottage
through a forest that covers the world.


I'm a fan of Billy Collins, but this one poem escapes me completely. Not even my teacher can break it down for me.

Help please.

2007-11-01 15:17:16 · 4 answers · asked by Fiber One 3

Quick help me write a 8 lined rhyming poem about the Oregon Trail and NOT from the internet

2007-11-01 15:04:47 · 3 answers · asked by A Name 1

i have to make a debate about
a)the study of poetry is futile
or
b)writing poetry is a skill much like an art
or
c)song lyrics are the most relatable poetry to teenagers

any views/opinions on these would be great, thanks!

2007-11-01 14:43:57 · 4 answers · asked by jenn 2

freeflowing thoughts, fragmented fissures
synapses snap! crackle! pop! it's surreal...
rolling back eyeballs, grand mal seizures
no one can convince me that's not how this feels
taken back phrases, conditioned responses,
silhouettes and shadows of what I felt for you
pushing me into high tide, emotions erratic
flotsam and jetsam and the shipwreck of me and you
raindrops look like stars falling willfully
heaven remembered is hell come to fruition
silence is death, like music remembered
echoing in the mind of a deaf-mute musician
sutured like the mouth of a raggedy ann doll
frivolous futile communal links
mountains of morality cascade in a landslide
and just like Atlantis, the whole world sinks.

2007-11-01 14:35:09 · 9 answers · asked by Anonymous

My eyes are so red right now I look like a junkie...

2007-11-01 14:03:52 · 2 answers · asked by Anonymous

Masks

My closet is full of many masks
I can choose to wear,
for my true face
I would never share.
Each day I awaken
I look to see which
mask I want to put on me.
Which one do I want to choose,
do I want to make people laugh today?
Do I want to console someone
who has had a loss?
Do I want to act wild and free?
It is so very hard not to show the real me.
People do not want to see
what lies deeply in me.
My pain I keep hidden away
showing the world what they want to see.
My masks are to make
people's lives better,
for that is what I want them to see.
I always put the world before me.
I am no one when I stand alone.
My masks are made so intricately
to fill the voids people
have within them,
to take away sad feelings they have
within their hearts.
For my quest's in life
has always been
to bring happiness
and love to people around me.

4/13/04

2007-11-01 13:55:34 · 5 answers · asked by Magical 4

(In the musical that never became because I can not write music and never found a writing partner to do so, this came right before the ‘What’s a Girl To Do?’ number. The girls’ version was a retort to this one. I always liked the image of one of the girls coming on stage after this number with a large sign hung around her neck.)


WHAT’S A GUY TO DO?

They’re insulted if we whistle
and they’re insulted if we don’t.
They’re insulted if we make a pass
and they’re insulted more when we won’t.

Tell us now, what’s a guy to do
to understand them?
Tell us now, what’s a guy to do
to live around them?

Maybe they should be wearing signs
that say ‘Don’t Talk To Me’ or ‘Do’
or ‘One-Night Stands’ or ‘A Love True Blue’
or anything that will ease our minds?

Tell us now, what’s a guy to do
to find a girlfriend?
Tell us please, any one of you,
what is not a sin?

(Do you think these two poems seem dated by today's standards? Please offer your input.)

2007-11-01 13:52:46 · 5 answers · asked by Doc Watson 7

(I originally wrote this as lyrics for a song several years back. The play was never produced. But I always thought it was a shame that few people have ever read this. So, what do you think? And do you think it sounds too dated now?)

WHAT’S A GIRL TO DO?


Made to feel guilty that I will
made to feel guilty when I won’t
made to feel guilty if I would
and made to feel guilty that I don’t.

Tell me now, what’s a girl to do?
I don’t understand.
Tell me now, what’s a girl to do,
get myself a man?

But I’ve been taught by women’s lib
that it’s wrong if they support us.
But my church tells me once again
that we are here just to support them.

Tell me now, what’s a girl to do
without a good man?
Tell me now, what’s a girl to do,
take a legal stand?

But Repubs say don’t make a fuss
when all the laws seem to screw us.
The system we can’t change, you say?
No equal pay for an equal lay?

(The last verses will be in details.)

2007-11-01 13:43:10 · 3 answers · asked by Doc Watson 7

2007-11-01 13:31:14 · 1 answers · asked by atmtcprincess 2

i'll give u 10 pts if you give me a good answer

2007-11-01 12:06:51 · 2 answers · asked by Anonymous

The six kingdoms of classification for all living things.

2007-11-01 11:53:30 · 1 answers · asked by Johanna 1

2007-11-01 11:26:12 · 16 answers · asked by EMT Pete 2

Tell all the Truth but tell it slant

Ok. I have a project to do over her and a poem. I had chosen this particular one. Now, I have to draw a picture that replicates the poem in some form. I decided to draw a face, with words flowing out of the mouth : But, we didn't go there...instead, etc. I haven't figured out any sentences yet. But, that's where I need help. Could anyone help me with sentences that could match up with this poem. The poem, if you haven't read it...is short, and it's basically saying to tell the truth, but not the whole truth. So...I want to make a story plot, you could say......Help!! Thank you. I would appreciate this, if you just try to help...I'm terrible at figuring this stuff out...Walt whitman is going to be easier though!

2007-11-01 11:13:57 · 1 answers · asked by mahbabesgrl 1

It's your shoulder that I cry on.
Your forehead that I kiss.
Your jokes that keep me laughing.
Your company I miss.
It's your house that I flee to
It's you who can't go wrong
It's you that I won't lie to
It's with you that I belong.
Its you that keeps my secrets
It's you who holds my hand
It's you that I will defend
It's you I understand.
It's you that stops me fallng
It's you, my safety rope
It's you, my only hero
It's you, my only hope
It's you who keeps me pushing on
It's you who shares my strife
It's you that says I'll be okay
It's you who saved my life.

2007-11-01 08:35:52 · 8 answers · asked by Wannabe Lyricist 1

A brush of your lips
sends tingles down my spine
the feeling is so light and soft
and won't go away.
The soft kiss on the back of my neck
is like a feather brushing there.
Your whisper in my ear
is so soft and sweet,
it makes me collapse against your chest
and feel your heart beat.
The beating of your heart
matches mine beat for beat.
You put your arms around me
and I melt like soft butter in the sun.
Our bodies become one
as you hold my face
and look into my eyes.
I see into your soul,
it is a magical moment
that will always stay
in my heart forever.
Your lips force mine apart
and you come inside
and I feel your warmth.
I feel your essence, your spirit
and your love.
Your arms become stronger
and I cannot resist
so I return the magical kiss.
Now our souls are intertwined
and we make love
to seal the magic we have found.

1/30/2003

2007-11-01 07:32:45 · 4 answers · asked by Magical 4

Stay away, from the light,
This time, it will end tonight,
I hate the way i feel,
Take away the pain with steel,

Trying to hide this feeling,
They don't know how much I'm concealing,
My heart is broke; A new love i have lost,
The pain is unbearable, my eyes become glossed,

My tears fall hard crimson and dead,
I dare not look what lies ahead,
I feel the blood hot and thick,
I hit the floor and start to get sick,

I grip the note tight within my hand,
Please do not misunderstand,
I love you so much and i always will,
I will never forget the way you made me feel,

Keep me in you heart,
Don't remember the way we had to part,
Some day we will meet again,
But for now this is the end.

2007-11-01 05:32:54 · 3 answers · asked by Ripsi W 2

I am a prisoner to my own heart and soul
bounded by chains of my feelings for you
every time I see you my chains grow longer
its no use trying to break free I'm powerless
i try to reach for you but i fall further
with every blessing there's always a curse
i guess my curse was just loving you

it was your eyes that captured my soul
your glare was one that i couldn't resist
and your looks that captured my heart
now skips a beat at the sight of you
those words that you whispered to me
still make me fall onto my knees
adds weight to these bounding chains

you led me to believe you loved me

Heres another I had written her ....she never read it...but it exists...

Of days gone by...

I remember those full of confusion...among every confliction.

Have I lived?

You are the grace that has lifted me,

and brought me crashing to my knees.

You invoke possibilities...and wonder.

You breathe life through me...

You strive to reach farther from yourself,

Searching for an opening...

You bring me happiness, and sorrow...

You are the infection of passion,

as well as the cure...

You surprise me on every level...

You make me wake up to something better,

realizing my own dreams and desires.

You hide when I seek, and seek when I am hidden.

You are the strongest essense when I close my eyes,

only seeing you...

Your vision is burned into me,

scarring my soul.

This feeling....missing you.

A new vision encompasses,

a better day ahead.

Brighter and more beautiful,

the beginning comes to mind.

This feeling...loving you!

Have I lived?

I am living now, more than I could ever live,

because of you.

Whatever tomorrow holds,

I will stand beside you...

2007-11-01 05:23:53 · 4 answers · asked by Ripsi W 2

something simple thanks

2007-11-01 04:47:57 · 4 answers · asked by Pika Hime Chan 2

2007-11-01 04:28:48 · 7 answers · asked by mimi 1

2007-11-01 03:42:14 · 1 answers · asked by Bluebeard 1

Is there a place for poetry in your life? Apart from your educational context, when and where do you come into contact with poetry?

2007-10-31 20:58:36 · 6 answers · asked by Anonymous