Nature Poems Similes and Imagery Simile A figure

Nature Poems Similes and Imagery

Simile A figure of speech in which two dissimilar things are compared using like or as Examples: She has a heart as big as a whale. Her tears flowed like wine.

Imagery From: litera 1 no 4. tripod. com • We speak of the pictures evoked in a poem as 'imagery'. • Through the "pictures" which we perceive with our mind's eyes, ears, nose, tongue, skin, and through which we experience the "duplicate world" created by poetic language. • The poet uses sound words and words of color and touch in addition to figures of speech. Concrete details that appeal to the reader's senses are used to build up images. • Although most of the image-making words in any language appeal to sight (visual images), there also images of touch (tactile), sound (auditory), taste (gustatory), and smell (olfactory). • A good poet does not use imagery merely to decorate a poem. • He does not ask Himself, "How can I dress up my subject so that it will seem fancier than it is? " Rather, he asks himself, "How can I make my subject appear to the reader exactly as it appears to me? " • Imagery helps the poet to present his subject as it is: as it looks, smells, tastes, feels and sounds. To the reader imagery is equally important: it provides his imagination with something palpable to seize upon.

FANCIES by Lucy Maud Montgomery Surely the flowers of a hundred springs Are simply the souls of beautiful things! The poppies aflame with gold and red Were the kisses of lovers in days that are fled. The purple pansies with dew-drops pearled Were the rainbow dreams of a youngling world. The lily, white as a star apart, Was the first pure prayer of a virgin heart. The daisies that dance and twinkle so Were the laughter of children in long ago. The sweetness of all true friendship yet Lives in the breath of the mignonette. To the white narcissus there must belong The very delight of a maiden's song. And the rose, all flowers of the earth above, Was a perfect, rapturous thought of love. Oh! surely the blossoms of all the springs Must be the souls of beautiful things.

Heavenly Grass Tennessee Williams My feet took a walk in heavenly grass. All day while the sky shone clear as glass. My feet took a walk in heavenly grass, All night while the lonesome stars rolled past. Then my feet come down to walk on earth, And my mother cried when she give me birth. Now my feet walk far and my feet walk fast, But they still got an itch for heavenly grass.

Hail Storm The last time my mother visited Cuba she found a car and driver to take her to the province of Las Villas, seven hours from Havana, and on the way it started to rain, and the driver, a young man kept telling her to relax, that this was the way it always rained in Cuba this time of year, and she kept telling him she wasnt a tourist, that shed been born here, and the driver drove on in the wolf-mouth-dark of the road, insects and sleet rain crossing the head lights, and my mother couldnt relax, and when it started to hail, fists pounding on the hood of the automobile, she panicked, prayed to the point she spooked the young driver into stopping by the side of the road, if only until the hail storm stopped, of only until her heart settled and she began to recognize that was pounding the car wasnt ice balls, but her memories falling back, her life welcoming her where she belongs. by Virgil Suarez

Nature Poem Assignment: 1. Spend 15 minutes outside writing 10 similes about things you experience in nature. Remember to use all of your senses. 2. Write a poem that contains one of your similes. 3. You will turn in the 10 similes today and the poem on _____. 4. Use your own mind; no plagiarism of ideas or words!