A personification poem is a poem that personifies -- or gives human characteristics to -- an object. For example, "The fog crawled over the ground." Fog doesn't crawl, but in this sentence it has been personified. Personified poems may or may not follow a rhyme scheme and may consist of as many or as few stanzas as you want, so brainstorm a little and then put your personification poem together any way you like.
- Skill level:
- Moderately Easy
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Things you need
- Pen or pencil
- Rhyming dictionary (optional)
Choose your topic. It should be something nonhuman, so you can give it human characteristics. Common themes are animals, nature and the weather.
Decide what your topic will be doing. Make a short list of all the actions your chosen topic will be doing. Note things like running, speaking and touching. Remember, you don't have to use all your ideas.
Decide if your topic will be conscious. This means your topic will have emotion and may have inner monologue. Take more notes about the personification of your topic.
Map out your poem's structure. Will your poem rhyme? Will you use a certain number of syllables in each line? An easily read rhyme scheme is A-B-A-B or A-A-B-B. The means lines "A" rhyme with each other and lines "B" rhyme with the each other.
Use your brainstorming results to begin writing your poem. Begin with a line introducing your topic. Example: The fog crawled over the ground.
Treat your poem like a story or a presentation. Either you will be telling a short story about your topic or you will be presenting information about your topic. Continue until your poem reaches the desired number of lines or stanzas.
Personification Poem Example in A-A-B-B Rhyme Scheme
The fog crawled over the ground
Looking for where I could be found.
It scraped at my door
And slithered upon the floor.
Hoping to hide without a trace
I hid by the fireplace.
There was no other place I could go.
Oh, I hoped my feet wouldn't show.
The creeping fog came in
And, scared, I confessed all my sins.
Then something so odd
Happened to the fire rod.
A hand softly stoked the fire
And I saw the face of my sire.
Relief surged through me
As I realised my idiocy.
No fog was hunting for me
Only my father coming in from the sea!
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