Week 7: Poetry

Week 7 – Poetry (brought forward because of Porchlight commission).

Voice and tense, Style, Word choice an syntax

Line and stanza divisions, Rhythm and rhyme,

Descriptive Writing: Imagery, metaphor and figurative language.

Demonstrate an understanding of poetic language and structure.

Critique a number of sources discuss how performance/interactive and multi-media platforms affect the spoken word poetry.

How did you use poetic devices such as imagery and metaphor (figurative language)?

What other techniques have you used: alliteration, rhyme and metre, structure use of punctuation (or not) and visual impact of structure.

You have been given an industry commission to write a poem or short ice of prose for Porch light

Have you?:

Demonstrate an understanding of poetic language and structure.

Critique a number of sources discuss how performance/interactive and multi-media platforms affect the spoken word poetry.

How did you use poetic devices such as imagery and metaphor (figurative language)?

What other techniques have you used: alliteration, rhyme and metre, structure use of punctuation (or not) and visual impact of structure.

poetry Greg’s PowerPoint.

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top-10-tips-for-being-a-successful-poet

wendy-cope

poetic-licence

glossary-terms-of-poetic-terms

blackout-poetry-_-texts-newspapers-etc-creative-destruction

blackout-words-poetry

6-extended-metaphor-lesson-plan

 

Broken People

I wish to be with the broken people
the get in your face challenge me people
The sometimes hidden
sitting in a dark corner kinda people
The don't you love me
I wish you seen me sorta people
People just being real people
not having to have it all together people
Them doing their best to figure it out people
dancing and singing without the smooth moves people

I don't care about the colour of their skin
or what others think of as their sin
They don't need to be perfect to win
seeing and listening is where I'll begin
Beyond appearance of fat or thin
I only know what I know
I've never been where they've been.

We'll start 
with our broken smiles
It's the best we've got
It might seem like so little 
still I think it's a lot
Through life's struggles we've all fought
lessons needed learning
experienced not taught
real is real it couldn't be bought

So forget the fake people
the all about perfect hair and clothes people
The I live in the right neighborhood and drive the right car people
It's all about me, top of the hill people
They only hang out with the supremely cool people
those too important to talk to me people
thinking they're the best of the best kinda people
when all along they are merely Sheeple 
ba ba baaing, thinking they are strong instead of feeble

I love characters 
people who are unique
I look under exteriors to gain a peek
strength of lions disguised in meek
unconcearned with fab or being chic
Worth listening to if allowed to speak
the stories they tell will make your eyes leak

For in the end
we are all broken
stumbling and choking
Disguising hurt with our joking
victims of others and their poking
So look close maybe you'll see
eyes that aren't blank 
hearts that aren't empty
Who we think of as complicated
in the end might not be
They might push when others come close
yet they are affectionate times three
Each just a bit afraid and broken 
all the while wishing  
and wanting to be
A part of something
If only we choose to see
those on the fringes
are a part of the we
All we have to do 
is let them be!


Dedicated to our homeless population.
They teach us the unvarnished truth about ourselves.

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