People have used metaphors since the birth of mankind. Metaphors are a way to get around censorship as well as to help us see truths that we may not be able to face if they were stated plainly. It is a way to accentuate beauty as well as pain through this medium of the unstated comparison. When you are reading an appropriate metaphor you are immediately drawn between the truth of the comparison that is being alluded to. The ability to understand metaphoric language opens the key to poetry of tremendous beauty.
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Stand tall, oh mighty oak, for all the world to see.
Your strength and undying beauty forever amazes me.
Though storm clouds hover above you,
Your branches span the sky
This poem has greatly touched me. The poet has a firm faith in his father, which every son ought to have. A father is the center point for a son's life. To have faith in him and live the life...
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A sharpened dagger stabbed in his heart,
Ripping in two, ripping apart.
It took only a few words, but her words cut him deep,
Stealing emotions, making him weak.
If I were a Rose painted black,
would you cast me aside
like blackened, burnt rice?
Would my color tarnish my sweet smell?
This was a very true poem! I love the meaning, and it really brings out the idea of discrimination by color and how bad it is. I love it!
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Analysis of Form and Technique
I am one of many
Small branches of a broken tree,
Always looking to the ones above
For guidance, strength and security.
I was really moved by this poem. I have felt this way for many years when it comes to my mom and stepdad. In a crazy way, this poem gave me strength and motivation. I just want to thank you....
Love is a walk in the rain at night,
Two hands holding onto each other tight;
Love is honey on a pair of lips,
Onto a tender heart it drips;
I honestly really like both of the poems you have written. They are beautiful and have such meaning behind them, so much that every sentence strikes my heart and seeps into my soul. Your...
Like a gentle wave, you swayed against my ship.
With a gentle breeze, you guided me forward.
As the sun sank into the ocean,
This helped me get through a rough time, and it described everything so perfectly from the start all the way to the end. Thank you. It truly helped a lot.
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Analysis of Form and Technique
My family is the ocean around us.
My father is the hurricane,
knocking anything and everybody out of his path.
This reminds me of what my family is like. My mom is the sun and warms me up after the storm. Yet my older brother, the hurricane, ruins the calm seas (me) with whirling high pitched winds...
Be like the willow that bends,
shade that it sends,
peace that it lends.
This is an amazing poem - saying so much in very few words. Things don't always go the way we want, and sometimes we have to adapt and do so cheerfully - a very important lesson. It is also...
"Will you walk into my parlor?" said the spider to the fly;
"'Tis the prettiest little parlor that ever you may spy.
The way into my parlor is up a winding stair,
And I have many curious things to show when you are there."
This poem has reminded me about the wolf in sheep's skin. It's a great way to teach our children to think about the intentions of others even though they can be nice. To think about...
The welcome mat outside my door
is dusty, old & worn
'cuz people have been entering in
since the day that I was born
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