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Define Poetry Meaning

Poetry
A scramble of words that may or may not make sense to the reader, but always means something to someone.

Poetry isn't excluded to any genre of emotions or audience ages.

FIRE AND ICE BY ROBERT FROST
Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if I had to perish twice.
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.


WARNING BY SHEL SILVERSTEIN
Inside everybody's nose
There lives a sharp-toothed snail.
So if you stick your finger in,
He bite off your nail.
Stick it farther up inside,
And he might bite your ring off.
Stick it all the way, and he
May bite the whole darn thing off.
By Gisella
Poetry
>> Good Poetry
Indirectly stating what you mean or directly stating something that parallels what you really mean. Adding depth and making the reader use their wit through parallels in indirect examples allows for powerful connections and is characterized as poetic writing. Commonly created by patience in organization and witty connections.

>> Cliche Poetry
Often misused and abuse by depressed teen girls (see self proclaimed genius) as they vent a conversation of themselves talking to about or to something that they have relationship problems with. They address the thing they have emotional conflicts with as "you", spoon feed their emotions, add some rhetorical questions, repetition, sometimes end rhyme, and call it a poem. (see venting tool) Common themes are, you don't know me, why are you so mean, definitions of; love, death, innocense, etc., you'll cry when I die, and you'll never understand me.

1. Listen to my venti...poetry ^^ I wrote it in 20 seconds, amn't I a genius!?
2. You goth, go write your poetry. Don't sit at our table.
3. That was great poetry! It really said many things between the lines and was very intelligently organized.
By Caresse
Poetry
A form of art that uses language. Poets use the beauty of a language and its words to create a feeling or convey a message to the reader, whether the wording is soft, sweet, sunny, and a lovely walk through a meadow... or clotted, ugly, grungy, and conjures up images of a slum. Just like artists use images and colors to create a mood or message, poets use words to do the same thing.

Poetry has been around for over 5,00 years and it's still young, vibrant, and growing. Poetry might even go further into the past, since most people memorized poetry and passed it on orally; 5,000-year-old poems from Mesopotamia could have already been old when they were written.

The practice of memorizing poetery and passing it on by word of mouth is pretty much gone.

Humans change, but maybe their nature doesn't change very much; practically everything that could be said through poetry has already been said, often many times, albeit in different ways. Poets must be original and avoid any clichĂŠ if they want to look competent.

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Chan eil fìor. Abair thugam (It’s not true. Say to me)
Nach eil fìor. Mas e ur toil e... (That it’s not true. If you please...)
O h-iochdaist! ‘N dualchas sin ann- (O goodness! That culture there-)
Mar a bhuin dhuinn o cheann fhada... (What belonged to us long ago...)

Sean dòighean mar a bh’againn... (Ancient ways that we had...)
Rudan gun robh, ‘s nach eil a-nis... (Things that were, and that are no more...)
Ar daoine, ar dualchas glan... (Our people, our pristine culture...)
Am faic sinn iad a-chaoidh a-rithist...? (Will we ever see them again...?)

Seallaibh! Na òg daoine seo... (Behold! These young ones...)
Nach faic sinn tannasgan idir... (That will not see us ghosts at all...)
Fhathast th’ann beagan gun tog (Yet there are some that will)
Ar dòighean suas. Th’iad òg, làidir... (Pick our old ways up. They are young, strong...)

Linnean o cheann, bha sinn ‘nar (Ages ago, we were a)
ClĂŹ gun do riaghal thar an tĂŹr (Force that reigned over the land)
Far an dh’fhan sinne... ‘s an nuair (Where we lived... and then)
Sin nuair thĂ inig iad: an-iochd fĂŹor... (They came: true cruelty...)

Ciamer a ‘s thèid do àite (How can a place)
Bi mar seo: cho mòr ‘s cho dòmhail...? (Be like this: so spacious and so crowded...?)
Tha ‘n guthan seo nas ciùine... (These voices are quieter...)
Dh’fhàs iad nas ciùine anns an dail (They became calmer in)

Seo. O cheann thĂ inig iadsan... (This meadow. Since they arrived...)
Chan urrainn dhomhsa chuimhneachadh (I cannot remember)
Na rudan gun rinn sinn an (The things that we did)
Uair sin. Ar n-aodach, ar taighean... (Then. Our clothing, our houses...)
By Daffie
Poetry
1. (noun) A feeling or an idea. A common misconseption is that poetry has to use big, complicated words and only written by the "highly classed, intelligent people" when the truth is that it may not use words at all. Poetry could be in the view out your window and does not have to be spoken or written to BE and/or to be real.



Poetry is used in songs, musicians are NOT always highly intelligent or highly classed people.
By Eartha
Poetry
Poetry (1). A highly intelectual (and in some cases also romantic) way of explaining/describing an emotion a place a situation or a person.

Poetry (2). The worst possible form of torture that you can possibly put a living creature through.

Here is some poetry to show you some examples of the different definitions.

1. I wrote your name in the sky,
but the wind blew it away.
I wrote your name in the sand,
but the waves washed it away.
I wrote your name in my heart,
and forever it will stay. - Jessica Blade

2. As I opened the refrigator I felt all of my hair fall of.
It landed in a nice pile on the floor and hurriedly hid under the trash can.

As I took a deep breath I felt my toenails crack and my left hands fingers fell of.
I saw my nose turn black of gangrene and a second later it joined my fingers.

As I bended forward my heart stopped beating and the world fell into darkness.
It was then I understood that I should have gotten rid of the medwurst a long time ago. - Sebastian Viklund Åsberg

3. There's everything in this movie,
Everything that fits.
From the Meaning of Life in the universe,
To girls with great big tits.

We've got movie stars and foreign cars,
Explosions and the lot
Filmed as only we know how,
On the budget that we've got.

We spent a fortune on locations
And quite a bit on drink
And there's ever the odd philosophical joke,
Just to make you buggers think.

Yet some parts are as serious
And as deep as you could wish
But largely it's all tits and ass
And quite a bit of fish.

Other bits are fairly childish
And some are frankly rude
But at least we've got a lot of nice girls
All banging around in the nude.

So take your seats, enjoy yourselves
And let's just hope it's funny
Because it's not only done to make you laugh
But to make us lots of money.

So sit back and have a good time
With your boyfriend or your wife
Relax and just enjoy yourself
For this is the Meaning of Life - Eric Idle

4. The dead swans lay in the stagnant pool.
They lay. They rotted. They turned
Around occassionally.
Bits of flesh dropped off them from
Time to time.
And sank into the pool's mire.
They also smelt a great deal. - Paula Nancy Millstone Jennings
By Glennis
Poetry
1. An archaic form of literature, now dying off. Doggerel.

As practiced in modern times, poetry is a discredited means of (supposedly) communicating aesthetic thoughts or feelings in verbal form. Thousands, perhaps millions of person-hours, disc/server space, and trees are wasted to develop and store this tripe.

"Award winning" poetry is usually the worst kind, representing the vilest outcome of combining incestuous art-cronyism with self-indulgent self-promotion.

2. A complete waste of time.

1. Bob is nearly finished with his english degree, but he still needs a credit in poetry of the twentieth century.

2.
Small trees that shine
out of watery depths
With broken limbs, like
Becky are
Not why I write.
By Murial
Poetry
A form of literature. There is no sharp distinction between poetry and prose, but poetry is generally thought of as placing more emphasis on sound and rhythm. It is also generally more acceptable to defy conventional rules of grammar in poetry than in prose.

Poems can be written in many standard forms such as iambic pentameter or haiku. Poems can also be written without adhering to any standard form. This is called free verse.

Good hip-hop is some of the livest poetry around today.
By Amitie
Poetry
Poetry is basically "playing" with language. There are many ways to use poetry. Speak your emotions, teach something, etc.

"I'm cleaning out my closet" - Eminem
By Daria
Poetry
poetry is a form of writing used to express someone's feelings/opinions/a moment. it can rhyme and it can NOT rhyme. also, there is freeverse, where there is no rhyming scheme and no set numbers of lines in a verse.

for more info read other definitions

Your poetry rocks my socks.
By Leanor
Poetry
A form of art that places emphasis on words and language. In ancient times, poetry was memorised and carried by word of mouth. Today, most poems are written.

*Avoid any clichĂŠ, be original, or it will become boring and be regarded as poor.*

Poems may rhyme or not rhyme; there are so many ways to go with poetry... provided that the writer avoids any clichĂŠ, rambling, and doesn't state the subject of the poem directly.

Some of moi's personal poetry:

#1255

An leabhar seo. Th’ann duilleagan (This book. There’s pages)
A dhìth. Stàdaidh guth, tòisichidh guth eile... (Missing. A voice will stop, another voice begins...) Tha ‘n cùl cho mòr! A’ dol air ais cho fada... (The back is so big! Going back so far...)
Is th’ann duilleagan reubta... (And there’s ripped pages...)

Amhaircibh na cĂ nanan...! (Behold the languages...!)
Chan eil mi gan n-aideachadh. Th’iad cho gallda! (I’m not recognizing them. They’re so foreign!)
Cò bha iad gun do sgrÏobh seo? Tha duilleagan (Who were they that wrote this? Pages are)
Traiste. Dè bha iad ag ràdh...? (Crumpled. What were they saying...?)

Chan eil ‘n cùl càil coimeasta (The back is nothing compared)
Ri mar a tha na duilleagan ri teachd mar... (To what the pages to come are like...)
Mòran meud nas motha na ‘n cùl, gu dearbh! (Many sizes greater than the back, of course!)
Th’iad dol gu bràgh! Th’iad falamh! (They’re going on forever! They’re empty!)

Th’iad nuadh! Th’ann faclan sgìobhadh (They’re new! There’s words writing)
Leòtha fhèin! Èirichidh duilleag nuadh bho càil! (By themselves! A new page rises from nothing!)
Dè bha reubta bho ‘n leabhar seo? Agus dè (What was torn from this book? And what)
Bhios sgrìobhta ‘san àm ri teachd...? (Will be written in the time to come...?)
By Cassandry