Types of Poetry

What type of poem is this?

Once I dive into these pages,

I may not come out for ages.

Books have power over me,

Inside books I am not free.

I am a prisoner in a land

of print and paper in my hand.

• tercet

• octave

• quatrain

• couplet

Who we are came from roots,

No one evolved from nothing.

Sun and rain in life bore fruits,

Of love, hate, fear, or caring.

Minds feed on the soil of these

Beliefs and breeding make the man,

He grows up giving Death or Peace

We can know him by all he has done.

• octave

• couplet

• quatrain

• cinquain

I was so small

but got a treat.

I caught a ball

in my seat.

• tercet

• couplet

• quatrain

• cinquain

She calls me tofu

because I am soft,

easily falling apart.

I wish I were tough,

and full of fire, like ginger--

like her.

• couplet

• octave

• tercet

• quatrain

Flowers

colorful, fragrant

swaying, growing, blooming

Make me feel happy.

Blossoms

• quatrain

• cinquain

• diamante

• limerick

Winter,

frosty, bright

Skiing, Sledding, Snowball fighting

Icicles, snowflakes, vacation, family

Swimming, Sun-tanning, Sweltering

hot, sunny

Summer

• cinquain

• diamante

• limerick

• lyric

What type of poem is this?

• lyric

• narrative

• free verse

• concrete

Once upon a midnight dreary,

while I pondered, weak and weary,

Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore--

While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,

As of someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.

• lyric

• limerick

• narrative

• ode

There was an old man with a beard,

Who said, "It is just as I feared!

Two owls and a Hen

Four larks and a wren,

have all built their nests in my beard!"

• lyric

• ode

• free verse

• limerick

Moon and stars wonder

where have all the people gone

alone in hiding.

• lyric

• free verse

• haiku

• ode