The elements of poetry, like a river’s flow,
A rhythm that echoes, a melody that glows.
The rhythm, like a whisper, a cadence that’s sure,
A rhyme that can carry, a meter that’s pure.
The meter, like a heartbeat, a steady pace to find,
A beat that can guide us, a measure not too blind.
The rhyme, like a raindrop, a joy that can shine,
A harmony that’s playful, a melody that’s divine.
The imagery, like a painting, a canvas to expand,
A scene that can transport, a vision that can stand.
The simile, like a bridge, a metaphor that can soar,
A connection that spans, a thought that can explore.
The alliteration, like a wave, a cadence that can pound,
A rhythm that can heighten, a sound that’s profound.
The assonance, like a whisper, a harmony that’s soft,
A rhyme that can charm us, a melody that’s oft.
The onomatopoeia, like a drumbeat, a sound that’s precise,
A rhyme that can shake us, a metaphor that’s precise.
The personification, like a smile, a metaphor that’s kind,
A connection that humanizes, a thought that can shine.
The connotation, like a whisper, a tone that’s sublime,
A thought that can shift us, a message that’s divine.
The denotation, like a spark, a meaning that’s clear,
A thought that can anchor, a message that’s here.
The allusion, like a mirror, a thought that can reflect,
A connection that adds depth, a message that can connect.
The narrative, like a journey, a story that can unfold,
A passage that can carry, a poem that can hold.
The elements of poetry, like a river’s flow,
A rhythm that echoes, a melody that glows.