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The wind whooshed from the breeze,
It would soon freeze,
The flowers bloomed for the last time,
The button poms the color of a lime,
The birds chirp and the bees buzz,
And it is all because,
The winter is coming and it is getting colder,
No longer will the flowers smolder,
The animals will no longer collaborate,
And will hibernate,
For the winter is coming.
- by Moonlight_Strolls |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 05/30/2009 |
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- Title: Winter
- Artist: Moonlight_Strolls
- Description: I had to write an onomatopoeia in my literature class and this is what i wrote.
- Date: 05/30/2009
- Tags: winter
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Comments (3 Comments)
- Uyu Cha - 03/25/2010
- An Onomatopeia is a word that imitates or suggests the source of the sound that it describes. I think what this poem actually is, is a alliteration?
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- Moonlight_Strolls - 06/01/2009
- things like whooshed and buzz and chirp are onomatopoeia
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- TheChillyHaze - 05/30/2009
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Are you SURE this is an onomatopoeia?
because onomatopoeia is like "BOOM!" OR "POW" or "OINK" OR ALSO "ROAR!" and something like that.... and i don't see any onomatopoeia in this poem, well to me ya... - Report As Spam