Ashley English Lesson - Poetry (personification)
Personification is when human qualitise or abilities are given to an object or animal. It is a literacy tool that adds interest and fun to a poem or a story. When a writer brings a non-human object to life, it can help us understand better what they are trying to say.
E.g. My alarm clock yells at me every morning.
The stairs groaned when we walked on them.
Remembering by Emily Howell
A small brown cottage stands by a lake
Lonely, abandoned, and sad,
One time filled with children, laughter, and song,
It sighs for the life it once had.
It looks out o’er the forest, so old,
And the lake, deserted and chilled,
And the overgrown garden once cared for and loved,
Which one time with roses was filled.
It gazes down the sleeping road,
Winding its way into the night,
It stares up at the dusky, darkening sky,
Where the stars shed their twinkling light.
Even the moon, so pale and austere,
Looks down tenderly from above,
And the small brown cottage will stand forever,
Thinking back on the days of love.
Memories
Memories from childhood stay with us forever,
Taking us where we have been and will go,
Pieces of life that live on and will never
Let us forget we were young long ago.
Sometimes I wander back into those shadows,
Quietly being who I used to be,
Bringing to life all the joys and the sorrows,
Days that can’t die while they still live in me.
Holidays linger and happy times glisten;
I can see everyone active and well.
I can still hear them if only I listen,
Feeling each motion and breathing each smell.
Life has such treasures that time’s always stealing;
Nothing can ever entirely stay.
While you are young, you can capture each feeling;
Make all the memories you can every day.
This is one done by Ashley herself.
A star
A shiny golden star, twinkling in the sky
Lighting the town,with golden light
As shiny as a king's throne
Twinkle twinkle,sparkle sparkle
Lighting the night sky
Grant my wish
Grant their wish
Grant everyone's wishes!
.
E.g. My alarm clock yells at me every morning.
The stairs groaned when we walked on them.
Remembering by Emily Howell
A small brown cottage stands by a lake
Lonely, abandoned, and sad,
One time filled with children, laughter, and song,
It sighs for the life it once had.
It looks out o’er the forest, so old,
And the lake, deserted and chilled,
And the overgrown garden once cared for and loved,
Which one time with roses was filled.
It gazes down the sleeping road,
Winding its way into the night,
It stares up at the dusky, darkening sky,
Where the stars shed their twinkling light.
Even the moon, so pale and austere,
Looks down tenderly from above,
And the small brown cottage will stand forever,
Thinking back on the days of love.
Memories
Memories from childhood stay with us forever,
Taking us where we have been and will go,
Pieces of life that live on and will never
Let us forget we were young long ago.
Sometimes I wander back into those shadows,
Quietly being who I used to be,
Bringing to life all the joys and the sorrows,
Days that can’t die while they still live in me.
Holidays linger and happy times glisten;
I can see everyone active and well.
I can still hear them if only I listen,
Feeling each motion and breathing each smell.
Life has such treasures that time’s always stealing;
Nothing can ever entirely stay.
While you are young, you can capture each feeling;
Make all the memories you can every day.
This is one done by Ashley herself.
A star
A shiny golden star, twinkling in the sky
Lighting the town,with golden light
As shiny as a king's throne
Twinkle twinkle,sparkle sparkle
Lighting the night sky
Grant my wish
Grant their wish
Grant everyone's wishes!
.