H2dle Poetry Project 3 2021

How was your weekend?
A
alright
B
boring
C
the best since the start of the lockdown!
D
relaxing
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This lesson contains 21 slides, with interactive quizzes and text slides.

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How was your weekend?
A
alright
B
boring
C
the best since the start of the lockdown!
D
relaxing

Slide 1 - Quiz

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the last round
H2 DLE

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What is the first rule of poetry?

Slide 3 - Open question

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First rule:


There are no rules!

just you and your mind...

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Free verse - Robert Graves
I now delight
In spite
Of the might
And the right
Of classic tradition,
In writing
And reciting
Straight ahead,
Without let or omission,
Just any little rhyme
In any little time
That runs in my head;
Because, I've said,

My rhymes no longer shall stand arrayed
Like Prussian soldiers on parade
That march,
Stiff as starch,
Foot to foot,
Boot to boot,
Blade to blade,
Button to button,
Cheeks and chops and chins like mutton.
No! No!
My rhymes must go
Turn 'ee, twist 'ee,
Twinkling, frosty,
Will-o'-the-wisp-like, misty;

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Your own Free Verse Poem

Slide 6 - Open question

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What did you like best?
A
Rhyming poetry
B
Free Verse Poetry

Slide 7 - Quiz

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My Family
My family lives inside a medicine chest: 
Dad is the super-size band aid, strong and powerful 
but not always effective in a crisis.
Mom is the middle-size tweezer,
which picks and pokes and pinches.
David is the single small aspirin on the third shelf,
sometimes ignored.
Muffin, the sheep dog, is a round cotton ball, stained and dirty,
that pops off the shelf and bounces my way as I open the door. 
And I am the wood and glue which hold us all together with my love.

What is the poem about?

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what kind of poem is this?

What kind of poem is 'my family' ?
A
a poem with rhyming scheme
B
a free verse poem

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What is the poem about?

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My Family
My family lives inside a medicine chest: 
Dad is the super-size band aid, strong and powerful 
but not always effective in a crisis.
Mom is the middle-size tweezer,
which picks and pokes and pinches.
David is the single small aspirin on the third shelf,
sometimes ignored.
Muffin, the sheep dog, is a round cotton ball, stained and dirty,
that pops off the shelf and bounces my way as I open the door. 
And I am the wood and glue which hold us all together with my love.

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what kind of poem is this?
Imagery
Imagery is an important part of poetry that makes it lively and real.

Metaphors & Similes


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Imagery
metaphors: saying something is simething else

- you're such a chicken.
Life is a roller coaster of       
   emotions.


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or 'a night owl'
Imagery
similes: saying something is like simething else

- I was standing perfectly 
   still, like a statue. 
- the pudding was as 
   tasteless as mud. 


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or 'a night owl'
Which type of imagery did the poem 'My Family' use ?
A
Metaphor
B
Simile

Slide 15 - Quiz

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My Family
My family lives inside a medicine chest: 
Dad is the super-size band aid, strong and powerful 
but not always effective in a crisis.
Mom is the middle-size tweezer,
which picks and pokes and pinches.
David is the single small aspirin on the third shelf,
sometimes ignored.
Muffin, the sheep dog, is a round cotton ball, stained and dirty,
that pops off the shelf and bounces my way as I open the door. 
And I am the wood and glue which hold us all together with my love.

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what kind of poem is this?
Some short poems
The Base Stealer - Robert Francis

Poised between going on and back, pulled
Both ways taut like a tightrope-walker…
I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud 
-William Wordsworth

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high over vales and hills…
Hope is the Thing with Feathers 
-Emily Dickinson

“Hope” is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all…
Sea-Fever -John Masefield

I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull’s way and the whale’s way, where the wind’s like a whetted knife…

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What is the imagigery phrase?
What kind of imagery is it?
Metaphor
-is something
Simile
-is like something
The Base Stealer
Hope is the Thing with Feathers 
I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud
Sea-Fever

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Imagery

Metaphors & similes

Any Questions?


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the last round
H2 DLE

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What has stuck with you the most?

Slide 21 - Open question

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