Alliteration:
Mad Monster Mohammad
Allusion:
I compared my school to Hogwarts, it's full of many magical experiences.
Figurative Language:
My english class is so boring that my mind wonders with emptiness. My english class is so loving my heart beats with joy.
Metaphor:
Love is a golden apple.
Extended Metaphor:
Always cracking jokes
Walking down the street like I ain't got a toe
Stay with a smile on my face
I'm a lion with taste!
Onomatopoeia:
The dragon roared in the dungeon.
The cats purr with happiness.
Personification:
When I layed in bed, the pillow massaged my head.
Rhyme:
Shish Kabob House is the place to eat
They got top of the line humus and exclusive meat
So if your ever hungry you know the place to be
Repetition:
Root beet tingles your taste buds with sweetness.. Root beer satisfys your mouth. Root beer sooths your taste buds.
Simile:
My dad works hard like bee's for a queen.
Mad Monster Mohammad
Allusion:
I compared my school to Hogwarts, it's full of many magical experiences.
Figurative Language:
My english class is so boring that my mind wonders with emptiness. My english class is so loving my heart beats with joy.
Metaphor:
Love is a golden apple.
Extended Metaphor:
Always cracking jokes
Walking down the street like I ain't got a toe
Stay with a smile on my face
I'm a lion with taste!
Onomatopoeia:
The dragon roared in the dungeon.
The cats purr with happiness.
Personification:
When I layed in bed, the pillow massaged my head.
Rhyme:
Shish Kabob House is the place to eat
They got top of the line humus and exclusive meat
So if your ever hungry you know the place to be
Repetition:
Root beet tingles your taste buds with sweetness.. Root beer satisfys your mouth. Root beer sooths your taste buds.
Simile:
My dad works hard like bee's for a queen.
SYMPATHY
by: Paul Laurence Dunbar (1872-1906)
KNOW what the caged bird feels, alas!
When the sun is bright on the upland slopes;
When the wind stirs soft through the springing grass,
And the river flows like a stream of glass;
When the first bird sings and the first bud opes,
And the faint perfume from its chalice steals--
I know what the caged bird feels!
I know why the caged bird beats his wing
Till its blood is red on the cruel bars;
For he must fly back to his perch and cling
When he fain would be on the bough a-swing;
And a pain still throbs in the old, old scars
And they pulse again with a keener sting--
I know why he beats his wing!
I know why the caged bird sings, ah me,
When his wing is bruised and his bosom sore,--
When he beats his bars and he would be free;
It is not a carol of joy or glee,
But a prayer that he sends from his heart's deep core,
But a plea, that upward to Heaven he flings--
I know why the caged bird sings!
1. “I know why the caged bird beats his wing/ Till its blood is red on the cruel bars”
Speaker understands the bird's frustration. Bird knows that escape is impossible but it still beats its wings against that bars, trying to get away.
2. “It is not a carol of joy or glee./ But a prayer that he sends from his heart’s deep core.”
The songs that the bird is singing are not happy ones; they are a sad pleading for freedom.
3. “When the first bird sings and the first bud opes”
Birds are singing songs of spring and flowers are blooming.
My Opinion
I think the poem is amazing. I like how he represented the caged bird as slaves and the pain they go through to be free.
Poetic Device
Alliteration - when the wind stirs soft through the springing grass
Simile - the river flows like a stream of glass
Metaphor - Caged bird = slaves or African Americans who are not FREE
Rhyme - Alas, grass and glass
Imagery - first bird sings (hearing) and the first bud opes (sight), and the faint perfume from (smell)
Repetition - I Know what the caged bird feels
by: Paul Laurence Dunbar (1872-1906)
KNOW what the caged bird feels, alas!
When the sun is bright on the upland slopes;
When the wind stirs soft through the springing grass,
And the river flows like a stream of glass;
When the first bird sings and the first bud opes,
And the faint perfume from its chalice steals--
I know what the caged bird feels!
I know why the caged bird beats his wing
Till its blood is red on the cruel bars;
For he must fly back to his perch and cling
When he fain would be on the bough a-swing;
And a pain still throbs in the old, old scars
And they pulse again with a keener sting--
I know why he beats his wing!
I know why the caged bird sings, ah me,
When his wing is bruised and his bosom sore,--
When he beats his bars and he would be free;
It is not a carol of joy or glee,
But a prayer that he sends from his heart's deep core,
But a plea, that upward to Heaven he flings--
I know why the caged bird sings!
1. “I know why the caged bird beats his wing/ Till its blood is red on the cruel bars”
Speaker understands the bird's frustration. Bird knows that escape is impossible but it still beats its wings against that bars, trying to get away.
2. “It is not a carol of joy or glee./ But a prayer that he sends from his heart’s deep core.”
The songs that the bird is singing are not happy ones; they are a sad pleading for freedom.
3. “When the first bird sings and the first bud opes”
Birds are singing songs of spring and flowers are blooming.
My Opinion
I think the poem is amazing. I like how he represented the caged bird as slaves and the pain they go through to be free.
Poetic Device
Alliteration - when the wind stirs soft through the springing grass
Simile - the river flows like a stream of glass
Metaphor - Caged bird = slaves or African Americans who are not FREE
Rhyme - Alas, grass and glass
Imagery - first bird sings (hearing) and the first bud opes (sight), and the faint perfume from (smell)
Repetition - I Know what the caged bird feels