Them

I stand by the window,

The round moon high up the sky.

Whether they and I look at the same round moon,

Whether they and I watch the same sky.

I stand by the window,

Many stars twinkling in the sky.

Whether they are wishing on a star,

Whether they are missing their lover.

I stand by the window,

I looked at the night.

I really miss them.

Them,

The people I love.

the type of poem you have written and why

Lyric poem, because it’s short and there is an emotion inside.

your inspiration/motivation

miss my parents, my friends

your theme

miss the people I love in china

why you used rhyme or not

because it makes the poem neat and have a strong emotion

identify the 3 examples of poetic devices used

Simile, Imagery, Repetition

Altruistic is showing unselfish concern for the welfare of others. Although the character of Ben, in “seven pounds”, is altruistic in nature because he shares many similarities with the giving tree, he is also different in many ways. First, Ben and the tree give all the things that they can to others. For example, Ben gives his house, heart, lungs and the giving tree gives the apples, woods. Ben gives things to other people is for atonement. Because of his faults, seven people died. He can’t get their life back, so he wants to use the way that save other seven people’s life to reduce guilt. Second, Ben doesn’t give things for all kinds of people. After he decided to give up his life and help others, he went to find out if the people are kind. But the giving tree doesn’t do that, she just gave apples and woods to that boy, the boy she loves. Third, Ben doesn’t want the people he helps knows why he do that, he doesn’t need their gratitude. However, the tree wants the boy stay with her, not just leave. For all these reasons, Ben is altruistic.

We’ve been bewitched by countless lies,
by azure images of ice,
by false promises of open sky and sea,
and rescued by a God we don’t believe.
Like coppers rattling from a beggar’s plate
guiding lights have fallen on our days
and burned and died.
We’ve pressed our ship
a pilgrimage of nights toward such lights
as, always elusive, lured and tricked
the keel upon the rocks and ripped
the helmhold from the hand and lashed
the beggared palm to scraps.
Ice tightens at the bow and breath.
To dock, to dropp the anchor to its rest,
to drift (a dream!) on waters quieted
and calmed. We can’t. We’re after a mirage.
(The whiskered walrus brays; the sea salt thaws.
Again, we’re off!)
Raised on powdered milk, we’ll have no faith
in beacons any longer, nor mistake
real for fake, or waking for a dream.
Beacons can’t be trusted. Trust instead
the will of your own hand and head.
Again the captain waves his glass,
sights a beacon, turns and cries
‘Helmsman! There’s a beacon. Are you blind? ‘
But Helmsman, with the truer eye
thinks mutiny and grumbles,
‘A mirage.’

I choose this poem because it is a balled poem, it tells us a story that the ship was in danger because they meet too many lies(the mirage), they don’t believe that they ca find the real beacon. It is easy to read and it use Rhyme. Like glass, turns and criesn. It also uses Personification. In the sentence of “by false promises of open sky and sea”, it gives the sky and sea can say the false promises. I feel from this poem, we can learn that we should never give up, try to get the true answer. Believe yourself.