DO NOT GO GENTLE INTO THAT GOOD NIGHT

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rage at close of day;
Rage, reage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see the blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying fo the light.


Analysis

The poem is about getting old. Author used simile, metaphor, and personification an example would be "clothes of day." The poem had a 5 stanzas with 3 lines. The last stanza has 4 lines. The 1st and 3rd lines rhyme. The second lines in each stanza rhyme. An example would be "Night and Light." The speaker of the poem is a son talking to his father. The shift occurs on the line "And you, my father." Angry/desperate is the tone of the poem.

Reflection

My portfolio is quite a reflection of me indeed. Its got humor, what I like to eat, and my favorite sport. I think my favorite poem was the Imitation poem because it was a funny poem that rhymed. It was easy to imitate because every two lines rhyme, but started with "We". My favorite kind of poetry is just stuff that comes off at the top of my head. Also the ones that have no certain directions. The thing that I learned about poetry to say whats in your head. Also I learned that its not rocket science when it comes to writing poetry. Except for all the terms those are confusing, but don't take much to learn them. I think my portfolio portrays the message that just have fun with poetry. Just have fun doing it, and it will just come to you.

ABC Poem

Whats in a bakery

• Donuts



• Muffins



• Bread



• Bagels



• Cruelers



• Bear Claws



• Long Johns



• Cakes



• Pies



• Struedle



• Donut holes

Sensory Poem

Chees, Cheese, and more chees
Freshly baked dough
Crunchy, saucey, cheesy goodness
Sizzling satisfactory
Soft, warmth sensation
Pizza

Art Response Poem

I hear something huge
Rumbling, tumbling, vibrations are coming
People screaming
People cheering
Wonder what they are seeing
Wonder if it is worth seeing
What could it be?
I wish I could see
I guess I will never know.

Manipulative Poem

Why waste your time observing
When you could be performing
What is a symbol?
A monument
A figure
A blank canvas to paint
What will you paint next
It's up to you to choose

Synonym Poems

Fear
anxiety, qualm, phobia, horror, doubt
Fear comes from within, in the deep chambers no ones been

Borrowed Peom

When god at first made man
he made them all out of sand
He could not decide on what to do
so he made a carribou
He wasn't cool
but decided to make a pool

Tanka Poem

PREY

STILL AS A LION

THE ALLIGATOR WAIT HIS

PREY, AN INNOCENT

FISH CROSSES THE WATERS

THE ALLIGAOR ATTACKS

Waltz Wave Poem

MY

LIFE AT

A

GLANCE

SIXTEEN AND

BORING

MOST

OF THE

TIME, SOMETIMES

SOMETHING SPECIAL

MAY HAPPEN

AND THEN

LIFE

IS WORTH

JUMPING FOR

JOY OR

I

COUNT MY

START

Color Poem

Red is the brightness of a red delicious apple,

Red is the first color you see after a cut, or poke of a finger,

Red is the first marker that I'd always use to color a piece of paper with,

Red is the first sign of a larger fire truck coming down a street with horns blaring

Red is my favorite football team's jersey color, the K.C. Chiefs,

Red is wrapping paper, bulbs, and lights at Christmas time

Red is the color of your face in times of extreme anger

Red is a shimmering, beautiful sunset on a extremely hot evening in Kansas

Red is the rock that makes up the Grand canyon

Red is the color of the blodd that runs through our veins giving us life

Objects of the Color

Red

Apple, blood, fire truck, roses, danger sign, cherries, strawberries, tomatoes, jell-O, fruit

punch, strawberry licorice, Boston baked peanuts, hot tamales

Phone Number Poem

8 I BITE INTO A BUBBLY
2 PIZZA
5 THAT I MADE AT WORK
5 CREAMY GARLIC WITH
6 CHICKEN IS MY FAVOR
6 I COULD EAT THIS ALWAYS
7 BUT WOULD END UP A BLIMB

Cinquain Poem

Football

smooth, leathery

spinning, whirling, twirling

plays into the hands

Quarterback

Imitation Poem

The Football Players
Eleven men on the field.

We take the field. We
don't yield. We

Won state. We
won 5 years straight. We

bring the win. We
have a grin. We

got speed. We
succeed.

Imitation Poem

The Football Players
Eleven men on the field.

We take the field. We
don't yield. We

Won state. We
won 5 years straight. We

bring the win. We
have a grin. We

got speed. We
succeed.