Figurative language Assessment by Stephanie Cotton

scotton — 2013-11-26 15:11:01 UTC

A Red, Red Rose

[Hear Red, Red Rose]
1794
Type: Poem

O my Luve's like a red, red rose,
That's newly sprung in June:
O my Luve's like the melodie,
That's sweetly play'd in tune.

As fair art thou, my bonie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till a' the seas gang dry.

Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi' the sun;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
While the sands o' life shall run.

And fare-thee-weel, my only Luve!
And fare-thee-weel, a while!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho' 'twere ten thousand mile!

scotton — 2013-11-26 15:11:40 UTC

Fire and Ice

Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice. Robert Frost

scotton — 2013-11-26 15:12:11 UTC

Jazz Fantasia

Drum on your drums, batter on your banjoes,
sob on the long cool winding saxophones.
Go to it, O jazzmen.

Sling your knuckles on the bottoms of the happy
tin pans, let your trombones ooze, and go husha-
husha-hush with the slippery sand-paper.

Moan like an autumn wind high in the lonesome treetops,
moan soft like you wanted somebody terrible, cry like a
racing car slipping away from a motorcycle cop, bang-bang!
you jazzmen, bang altogether drums, traps, banjoes, horns,
tin cans — make two people fight on the top of a stairway
and scratch each other's eyes in a clinch tumbling down
the stairs.

Can the rough stuff . . . now a Mississippi steamboat pushes
up the night river with a hoo-hoo-hoo-oo . . . and the green
lanterns calling to the high soft stars . . . a red moon rides
on the humps of the low river hills . . . go to it, O jazzmen.

scotton — 2013-11-26 15:12:46 UTC

'Out-Out', by Robert Frost
The buzz-saw snarled and rattled in the yard
And made dust and dropped stove-length sticks of wood,
Sweet-scented stuff when the breeze drew across it.
And from there those that lifted eyes could count

scotton — 2013-11-26 15:13:10 UTC

Author:Poetry of Emily DickinsonType:PoetryViews: 565The Wind-tapped like a tired Man-
And like a Host-"Come in"
I boldly answered-entered then
My Residence withinA Rapid-footless Guest-
To offer whom a Chair
Were as impossible as hand
A Sofa to the Air-No Bone had He to bind Him-
His Speech was like the Push
Of numerous Humming Birds at once
From a superior Bush-His Countenance-a Billow-
His Fingers, as He passed
Let go a music-as of tunes
Blown tremulous in Glass-He visited-still flitting-
Then like a timid Man
Again, He tapped-'twas flurriedly-
And I became alone-

Josha

scotton — 2013-11-26 15:26:27 UTC

Personification

Raeshun

2013-11-26 15:29:17 UTC

alliteration

Zadarius

zadariushagans — 2013-11-26 15:29:26 UTC

The comparison of the fire and ice to the world's demise is very interesting.

Brandon Young

brandon34young — 2013-11-26 15:29:32 UTC

Simile

Taivonya Pittman

2013-11-26 15:29:33 UTC

Simlie

Jose Martinez

jjizzymartinez — 2013-11-26 15:29:57 UTC

onomatopoeia

Chad Davis The Wind

chaddavis14 — 2013-11-26 15:30:06 UTC

Imagery

Kayla Hudson

kaylakh715 — 2013-11-26 15:30:26 UTC

Personification

Raeshun

2013-11-26 15:30:31 UTC

personification

Marquisha

2013-11-26 15:30:49 UTC

Alliteration

Raeshun Whitehead

2013-11-26 15:31:00 UTC

personification

Brandon Young

brandon34young — 2013-11-26 15:31:08 UTC

onomatopoeia

Quantravis

2013-11-26 15:31:12 UTC

Personification

Taivonya Pi

2013-11-26 15:31:28 UTC

Imagery

Jose Martinez

jjizzymartinez — 2013-11-26 15:31:43 UTC

simile

Kayla Hudson

kaylakh715 — 2013-11-26 15:31:56 UTC

Metaphor

Marquisha

2013-11-26 15:32:09 UTC

Personification

Ivey

ivey_oneal — 2013-11-26 15:32:26 UTC

onomatopoeia

DeQuan McGuire

mcguiredequan — 2013-11-26 15:32:47 UTC

personification

Alexandria

wandaeatmon — 2013-11-26 15:33:06 UTC

metaphor

Ivey

ivey_oneal — 2013-11-26 15:33:20 UTC

Simile

DeQuan McGuire

mcguiredequan — 2013-11-26 15:33:45 UTC

personification

Zadarius

zadariushagans — 2013-11-26 15:34:31 UTC

Personification

Chad Davis Jazz Fantasia

chaddavis14 — 2013-11-26 15:34:42 UTC

Imagery

Quantravis

2013-11-26 15:35:40 UTC

Simile

Kenyada Davis

kenyada_davis — 2013-11-26 15:35:59 UTC

personification

Andrea

priceisright090 — 2013-11-26 15:36:56 UTC

Metaphor

Kenyada Davis

kenyada_davis — 2013-11-26 15:36:56 UTC

Simile

Alexandria Eatmon

wandaeatmon — 2013-11-26 15:37:16 UTC

Imagery

Alexis Dickens the wind tapped

alexisdickens52 — 2013-11-26 15:38:48 UTC

Personification