1.can the rain really talk to the wind?can the wind really listen to the rain?
can the flowers really kneel?
My answer to this theory is that all things in nature have some way to communicate with one to another,so i believe they talk,listen and kneel.
2.What are some of the effects that the tool of personification brings to this poem?
In the poem the personification gives the wind, rain and flowers the characeristics of a human being.
3.If the rain and wind and floers were real people, how would one describe the event that is occuring?
If this was an actual event they would probably be in an argument of an work place.
4.If the flowers were real people, how do they feel after the wind and the rain "smote" the garden bed"?
I believe if that flowers were real people,they would think they getting robbed or ransacked.
5.Speculate on why the speaker of the poem empathizes with the flowers?
I think the speaker is saying that hes the flower and how he views the world as a flower.
Jasmine
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
NEW POST
The Personification Of My Heart :
1.ripped in two my heart cries out loud,
"why are you doing this to me?" "oh god, I'm sorry," is my only reply.
I scribble down your name on this blank page that is no longer waiting for my ink
I slip into sleep and awake finding your name crossed out,
like it was never meant to be there in the first place
in my hand lies the pen, the weapon of choice
my pen is mightier than your heartbreaking voice
now I'll write I love you down the same number of times you said it to me
then I'll shove the hundreds of pages down your throat
so you can use them for the next fool
that comes around and thinks you're the world.
1.ripped in two my heart cries out loud,
"why are you doing this to me?" "oh god, I'm sorry," is my only reply.
I scribble down your name on this blank page that is no longer waiting for my ink
I slip into sleep and awake finding your name crossed out,
like it was never meant to be there in the first place
in my hand lies the pen, the weapon of choice
my pen is mightier than your heartbreaking voice
now I'll write I love you down the same number of times you said it to me
then I'll shove the hundreds of pages down your throat
so you can use them for the next fool
that comes around and thinks you're the world.
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Similes
Sports to an object.
1.dancing is like a doll.
2.Swimming is like a bird.
3. Soccer is like war.
Holidays to an object.
1.Holloween is like a sementary.
2.Valentines is like a red color.
3.Christmas is like a party.
Person to an object.
1.My brother is as smart as a computer.
2.Mom is like a kitchen.
3.Mr. P is as cool as a video game.
1.dancing is like a doll.
2.Swimming is like a bird.
3. Soccer is like war.
Holidays to an object.
1.Holloween is like a sementary.
2.Valentines is like a red color.
3.Christmas is like a party.
Person to an object.
1.My brother is as smart as a computer.
2.Mom is like a kitchen.
3.Mr. P is as cool as a video game.
Thursday, February 2, 2012
Metaphor Poem
Party is a joy
Filling my heart with music
Party is a flame
Feeling my ears with heat
Party is my soul
Party makes me whole
By Jasmine Sandoval
Metaphor
Universe to an object.
1.The moon is a eye ball.
2.The planet is a basket ball.
3.The star is a bright light.
Emotion to an object.
1.Happiness is a computer.
2.Horrible is a trash can.
3.Fear is a cop car.
Person to an object.
1.My mother is a pencil.
2.My brother is a machine.
3.My friend is a calculator.
1.The moon is a eye ball.
2.The planet is a basket ball.
3.The star is a bright light.
Emotion to an object.
1.Happiness is a computer.
2.Horrible is a trash can.
3.Fear is a cop car.
Person to an object.
1.My mother is a pencil.
2.My brother is a machine.
3.My friend is a calculator.
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
TALL TALE
When I was little i lived in the white house.
My name is Torta Lopez and now i stay in san diego,ca.
I love to eat a lot that when im hungry i can eat a hole cow.
My name is Torta Lopez and now i stay in san diego,ca.
I love to eat a lot that when im hungry i can eat a hole cow.
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
TALL POEM
Im so fine,that
Kim kardashian is hating.
I eat salad,she drinks water
while im dating William levy!
She couldnt handle her
marrige,now william levy
wants to marry me.
Kim kardashian is hating.
I eat salad,she drinks water
while im dating William levy!
She couldnt handle her
marrige,now william levy
wants to marry me.
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