writing a poem using adjectives
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Definition And Examples Of Adjectives In Poetry
An adjective is the part of speech that describes a noun. It helps give more detail to the person, place or thing. Using adjectives helps readers fully understand and picture what is being described.
Explanation:
What is an Adjective?
Adjectives are a part of speech. They are words that describe a noun (person, place, or thing). They are usually right before the noun they are describing.
Why use Adjectives in Poetry?
Using adjectives gives a reader a clearer picture of what the author is trying to say.
For example, take the sentence. "The rabbit hopped down the hill." We know there is a rabbit hopping down the hill. But we don't know the size or color of the rabbit. We also don't know what the hill is like.
Adding adjectives will greatly improve the sentence. "The small, brown speckled rabbit hopped down the steep, grassy hill."
While poetry might not use long sentences, adjectives are still very important. Using them appropriately will help readers have a better picture in their minds.
Examples of Adjectives being used in sentences
Here are some simple examples of phrases/sentences before and after adjectives were added:
The sky. vs. The dark night sky.
Her face showed sadness. vs. Her pale face showed sadness.
The dog barked. vs. The enormous black dog barked.
My eyes lit up. vs. My piercing blue eyes lit up.
Explanation:
awareness of god
A friend of mine once asked me
Just how could I believe
In someone I never saw,
Nor spoken words received.
I thought, perhaps, I should explain
Just why I have no doubt
That it was God's creativeness
That brought this world about.
I only have to look around
To know that He is there.
I see and feel and hear Him.
That's why I'm so aware.
I see Him in the raindrops
That nourish trees and flowers.
I see Him in the rainbows
That sometimes follow showers.
I see Him in a mother's love
When looking at her child.
So thankful that this miracle
Is pure and undefiled.
I see Him in the wrinkled face
That's seen so many years,
Knowing it was faith in Him
That overcame all fears.
I hear Him when a meadowlark
Trills out its joyful song.
I hear Him when the thunder
Comes forth so loud and strong.
I see the beauty of Him
In the butterflies on wing.
The feathers of the peacock
Are the colors He can bring.
I feel Him when a playful breeze
Blows gently through my hair.
When the sun shines warmly on my face,
I know that He is there.
His strength shows in the mountains
And the ever pounding seas.
A kitten's purred affection
Shows how gentle love can be.
It's true I have no pictures
To hang upon my wall.
I do not need a portrait,
His presence to recall.
For those who wish to listen,
It is played throughout the land.
The symphony of life itself ....
directed by his hand