Poetic Terms

Can you name the poetic terms based on these examples?

Forced Order Answers have to be entered in order
Just as Walt Whitman would say,// if he were with me today.....// There is a 'Song of Myself',// A song that sings of my internal wealth.
Cruising down 8th street Off-white Lexus Driving so slow (but BK, it's from Texas!!)
And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep.
Zing boom tararrel, ring out a song of good cheer
Sarah Cynthia Sylvia Stout would not take the garbage out.
There was a Young Lady whose eyes,// Were unique as to colour and size;// When she opened them wide,// People all turned aside,// And started away in surprise.
I am a rock. I am an island.
She lived her life like a candle in the wind,
And the dish ran away with the spoon.
I sat in the dark//Nursing my broken heart.
But O heart! heart! heart!// O the bleeding drops of red,// Where on the deck my Captain lies,// Fallen cold and dead.
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
I heard a fly buzz when I died;// The stillness round my form// Was like the stillness in the air// Between the heaves of storm.
My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;// Coral is far more red than her lips' red;// If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;// If hairs be wires, black wires grow on h
Whan that Aprille with his shoures soote,// The droghte of March hath perced to the roote.
Each beach beast thinks he's the best beast.
John Henry was a railroad man.// He worked from six 'till five,// 'Raise 'em up bullies and let 'em drop down,// I'll beat you to the bottom or die.'// John Henry said to his capta
I won't ask you why you're running and// I won't ask you if you care// But the subject's going to come up// Sooner or later, and it might as well be// Now that I'm thinking about i
THE fog comes// on little cat feet.// It sits looking// over harbor and city// on silent haunches//and then moves on.
The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees,// The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas,// The road was a ribbon of moonlight, over the purple moor,// An
The free bird leaps on the back of the wind// and floats downstream till the current ends// and dips his wings in the orange sun rays// and dares to claim the sky.
The red blossom bends// and drips its dew to the ground.//Like a tear it falls

Quiz Scoreboard

More to Explore

You Might Also Like...

May contain spoilers

Today's Top Quizzes in Literature

Browse Literature

Today's Top Quizzes in Poem

Browse Poem

Showdown Scoreboard SHOWDOWN HUB

More By:

Quiz Plays Rating Category Featured Created
10,015 4.33 Literature Oct 6, 2015
7,904 5.00 Literature May 23, 2016
4,875 3.67 Literature Dec 15, 2013
4,222 3.50 Language Dec 8, 2015
4,138 5.00 Literature Oct 6, 2015

Go to Creator's Profile

Your Account Isn't Verified!

In order to create a playlist on Sporcle, you need to verify the email address you used during registration. Go to your Sporcle Settings to finish the process.

Report this User

Report this user for behavior that violates our Community Guidelines.