Jason+Park+Literary+Log

||  Visually descriptive or figurative language that evokes sensory experience. || Similies (compare with like/as):  Metaphors (compare w/o like/as):  The world's most humble egotist Spin it around but Nothing is true or can be, so We're all wrong but you're not. Is it false that nothing is true Or can you be the only one blind enough To see the unreality of the real? All your isms, you'll never be quite wrong But if nothing is true Neither are you. || Dancing on her graceful octagon In the presence of golden spotlights And silver nature gods.
 * Term || Definition || Example ||
 * Imagery
 * He was as busy as a bee
 * She was as pretty as a flower
 * He was as scared as an ostrich
 * The mind of the underground.
 * The bowels of the internet.
 * She has a lion's voice. ||
 * Free Verse || A style of poetry that is written without a strict rhyme scheme, but is recognized as poetry because of patterns recognizable as a whole. || ===<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">DV ===
 * <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Cadence || <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">The rhythm in poetry. The measure or beat of movement used in oratory and poetry || Gothic Beauty

Her body dwindles And is caught in the midst of life Waiting for the next wave Of time To sway her off her feet And into motion.

Thus, my dreams Synchronized themselves with the silent shadow Transforming my reality Into a fantasized masquerade: It froze the too-soon future.

Yet, the brief energy Abruptly died into the stardust Along with my aroused hopes; So ends the invisible era The mystic cadence of the midnight web-weaver (And I had become her primary victim.) || <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> || <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> || <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">