Shayna+A

Alone Edgar Allen Poe

From childhood's hour I have not been As others were--I have not seen As others saw--I could not bring My passions from a common spring-- From the same source I have not taken My sorrow--I could not awaken My heart to joy at the same tone-- And all I lov'd--//I// lov'd alone-- //Then//--in my childhood--in the dawn Of a most stormy life--was drawn From ev'ry depth of good and ill The mystery which binds me still-- From the torrent, or the fountain-- From the red cliff of the mountain-- From the sun that 'round me roll'd In its autumn tint of gold-- From the lightning in the sky As it pass'd me flying by-- From the thunder, and the storm-- And the cloud that took the form (When the rest of Heaven was blue) Of a demon in my view--

The meaning of this poem is he feels alone and depressed from his bad childhood. Poetic devices used Point-of-view

My First Memory (of Librarians) Nikki Giovanni

This is my first memory: A big room with heavy wooden tables that sat on a creaky wood floor A line of green shades—bankers’ lights—down the center Heavy oak chairs that were too low or maybe I was simply too short For me to sit in and read So my first book was always big In the foyer up four steps a semi-circle desk presided To the left side the card catalogue On the right newspapers draped over what looked like a quilt rack Magazines face out from the wall The welcoming smile of my librarian The anticipation in my heart All those books—another world—just waiting At my fingertips.

The overall meaning of the poem is she is descibing her first experience in a library. Poetic devices Imagery

Still I Rise Maya Angelou

You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I'll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? 'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns, With the certainty of tides, Just like hopes springing high, Still I'll rise.

Did you want to see me broken? Bowed head and lowered eyes? Shoulders falling down like teardrops, Weakened by my soulful cries?

Does my haughtiness offend you? Don't you take it awful hard 'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines Diggin' in my own backyard.

You may shoot me with your words, You may cut me with your eyes, You may kill me with your hatefulness, But still, like air, I'll rise.

Out of the huts of history's shame I rise Up from a past that's rooted in pain I rise I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide, Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.

Leaving behind nights of terror and fear I rise Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear I rise Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave, I am the dream and the hope of the slave. I rise I rise I rise.

The overall meaning of this poem is she isn't going to let anyone bring her down or stop her from achieving her dreams. Poetic Device used Repetition

The Rose By. Bette Midler

Some say love, it is a river That drowns the tender reed Some say love, it is a razor That leaves your soul to bleed Some say love, it is a hunger An endless aching need I say love, it is a flower And you, its only seed

It's the heart, afraid of breaking That never learns to dance It's the dream, afraid of waking That never takes the chance It's the one who won't be taken Who cannot seem to give And the soul, afraid of dying That never learns to live

<span style="color: #000000; font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;">When the night has been too lonely <span style="color: #000000; font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;">And the road has been too long <span style="color: #000000; font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;">And you think that love is only <span style="color: #000000; font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;">for the lucky and the strong <span style="color: #000000; font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;">Just remember in the winter <span style="color: #000000; font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;">Far beneath the bitter snow <span style="color: #000000; font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;">Lies the seed <span style="color: #000000; font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;">That with the sun's love, in the spring <span style="color: #000000; font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;">Becomes the rose

<span style="color: #000000; font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;">This song is describing love in a good way and a bad way. People have different opionions and views of love. In the song she compares and uses examples of the good and the bad. <span style="color: #000000; font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;">Poetic Devices: Metaphor, Simile, and Personification

I am

__I am Shayna__ I am nosey and quiet I wonder what I’ll be like in 10 years __I see the kids in my English class on their computers__ I hear music from the computer __I want to be on the hot beach in Ocean City__

__I am Shayna__ I say some weird things I pretend to hate school I feel very tired I worry about my friends and family I cry when I see my mom cry

__I am Shayna__ I understand people change I dream to become a Dentist I try to make my friends happy I hope one day I can give my parents everything they gave me I am Shayna Poetic Devices- Imagery, Point-of-view, and Repition