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Poetry worksheet Here are 13 different poems. Identify what type of poem it is and the poetic devices that the author uses. 1) Pool Party Natasha Niemi Squeal! Kids are running everywhere. Running and Splash Falling in the pool. The music plays Stomp! Stomp! The children dance. Finally, the food is off the grill- Munch, munch, munch! Type of poem: Poetic Devices: 2) The Young Man There was a young man so benighted He never knew when he was slighted; He would go to a party And eat just as hearty, As if he'd been really invited. Type of poem: Poetic Devices:

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Poetry worksheet

Here are 13 different poems. Identify what type of poem it is and the poetic devices that the author uses.

1) Pool Party Natasha Niemi Squeal! Kids are running everywhere. Running and Splash – Falling in the pool. The music plays – Stomp! Stomp! The children dance. Finally, the food is off the grill- Munch, munch, munch! Type of poem:

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2) The Young Man There was a young man so benighted He never knew when he was slighted; He would go to a party And eat just as hearty, As if he'd been really invited. Type of poem:

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3) A Man and His Love A man and his lady-love, Min, Skated out where the ice was quite thin, Had a quarrel, no doubt, For I hear they fell out; What a blessing they didn't fall in! Type of poem:

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4) If Rudyard Kipling If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too; If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or being lied about, don't deal in lies, Or being hated, don't give way to hating, And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise: If you can dream - and not make dreams your master; If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim; If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster And treat those two impostors just the same; If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools: If you can make one heap of all your winnings And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss, And lose, and start again at your beginnings And never breathe a word about your loss;

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If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew To serve your turn long after they are gone, And so hold on when there is nothing in you Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!' If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, ' Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch, If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you, If all men count with you, but none too much; If you can fill the unforgiving minute With sixty seconds' worth of distance run, Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it, And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son! Type of poem:

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5) Over The Wintry Natsume Sōseki Over the wintry forest, winds howl in rage with no leaves to blow. Type of poem:

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6) Young Lady of Cork There was a young lady of Cork, Whose Pa made a fortune in pork; He bought for his daughter A tutor who taught her

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To balance green peas on her fork. Type of poem:

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7) Comma Effie Blake comma gives you a pause. lets you add onto a sentence with a conjunction and a clause. Type of poem:

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8) Autumn Debbie Guzzi Among the ash, the beech, the birch they fall, Under the boles of white, beige and gray, Thickening piles, a golden cabal; Unvarnished leaves all in disarray. Maudlin, they lack the rouge kissed spark of red Nearby, oaks brown, await the children's tread. Type of poem:

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9) Green Frog Ryūnosuke Akutagawa Green frog, Is your body also freshly painted? Type of poem:

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10) My Dinner loves dancing My food loves to prance, to jump, to dance; I wait for the time, I wait for the chance! As mummy goes in and out of the room; tables and chairs become their ballroom! I flick my fingers; swing my wrist. Beans and turkey are doing the twist! Peas, plumbs, apples or mangos; on to the walls, they're doing the tango! Type of poem:

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11) The Mess Bubbly baby Bradley And Annie’s sister Abby Made a mess in Mab’s house And now it’s rather shabby! Clean it, cleanse it, don’t stand sill

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Or you’ll bump heads with her boyfriend Bill Type of poem:

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12) Relax Vernette Hutcherson Sunday don't have to work watch football, snack, take naps Listen to wife gripe I’m lazy Fun day Type of poem:

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13) Extract from: The Highwayman Alfred Noyes THE wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, The road was a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor, And the highwayman came riding— Riding—riding— The highwayman came riding, up to the old inn-door. He'd a French cocked-hat on his forehead, a bunch of lace at his chin, A coat of the claret velvet, and breeches of brown doe-skin; They fitted with never a wrinkle: his boots were up to the thigh! And he rode with a jewelled twinkle,

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His pistol butts a-twinkle, His rapier hilt a-twinkle, under the jewelled sky. Over the cobbles he clattered and clashed in the dark inn-yard, And he tapped with his whip on the shutters, but all was locked and barred; He whistled a tune to the window, and who should be waiting there But the landlord's black-eyed daughter, Bess, the landlord's daughter, Plaiting a dark red love-knot into her long black hair. And dark in the dark old inn-yard a stable-wicket creaked Where Tim the ostler listened; his face was white and peaked; His eyes were hollows of madness, his hair like mouldy hay, But he loved the landlord's daughter, The landlord's red-lipped daughter, Dumb as a dog he listened, and he heard the robber say-- 'One kiss, my bonny sweetheart, I'm after a prize to-night, But I shall be back with the yellow gold before the morning light; Yet, if they press me sharply, and harry me through the day, Then look for me by moonlight, Watch for me by moonlight, I'll come to thee by moonlight, though hell should bar the way.' He rose upright in the stirrups; he scarce could reach her hand, But she loosened her hair i' the casement! His face burnt like a brand As the black cascade of perfume came tumbling over his breast; And he kissed its waves in the moonlight, (Oh, sweet, black waves in the moonlight!) Then he tugged at his rein in the moonlight, and galloped away to the West. Type of poem:

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Answer sheet 1) Pool Party Natasha Niemi

x Narrative x onomatopoeia

2) The Young Man

x Limerick x rhyme

3) A Man and His Love

x Limerick x rhyme

4) If Rudyard Kipling

x Narrative x rhyme

5) Over The Wintry Natsume Sōseki

x Haiku 6) Young Lady of Cork

x Limerick x rhyme

7) Comma Effie Blake

x Cinquain

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8) Autumn Debbie Guzzi

x Acrostic poem x rhyme

9) Green Frog Ryūnosuke Akutagawa

x Haiku 10) My Dinner loves dancing

x Narrative poem x personification x rhyme

11) The Mess

x Narrative poem x alliteration x rhyme

12) Relax Vernette Hutcherson

x Cinquain 13) Extract from: The Highwayman Alfred Noyes

x Narrative poem x rhyme x metaphors x simile x onomatopoeia (clashed)

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