Honey Faye Pealoza

LYRIC POEM

Sonnet Number 18, by William Shakespeare

Shall I compare thee to a summers day?

Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summers lease hath all too short a date.
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed,
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or natures changing course untrimmed.

NARRATIVE POEM

The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary,

Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly happing, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
Tis some visitor, I muttered, tapping at my chamber door
Only this, and nothing more.

REPETITION

Keeping time, time time

In a sort of Runic rhyme,
To the paean of the bells
Of the bells
To the throbbing of the bells
Of the bells, bells, bells

REFRAIN

All the lonely people, where do they all come from?

All the lonely people, where do they all belong?
Honey Faye Pealoza

ALLITERATION

Fair is foul, and foul is fair:

Hover through the fog and filthy air.

ONOMATOPOELA

snap crackle pop

CONSONANCE

The lumpy, bumpy road

The string was strong

ASSONANCE

Men sell the wedding bell.

The rain in Spain falls mainly in the plains.