Elements Of Poetry - Imagery

So so so.. Why are we here? Certainly, in this short guide which I write along with love poems on this blog, I strive to make poetry renown in every realm of the forbidden. We have already read Traditional Types Of Poetry , covering Didactic Poetry, Acrostic Poetry and Ballads. Yes, there are more too.
However, I considered it essential to learn side by side the elements of poetry

What Are The Elements Of Poetry?

Specifically, elements of poetry can be defined as a set of instruments used to create a poem. Many of these were created thousands of years ago and have been linked to ancient story tellings. They help bring imagination and emotion to poetry, stories, and dramas.

We're learning about imagery first.

What is imagery? What is its importance in poetry?

Imagery is an important tool in poetry. When you hear the term imagery, you might think of visual images. Imagery, however, can and should involve all five senses: sight, sound, smell, touch, and taste.
Language that describes things we can see, hear, smell, touch, or taste is known as concrete language.
Good poetryis generally rich in imagery. It is descriptive. The reader can imagine actually seeing or hearing or touching the things described. Imagery shows rather than tells, which is important in good poetry.
Imagery is often used in a poem to evoke emotions in the reader. Here we talk about love, depression, grief, repentence, revenge, anger.
A poem which describes a dark sky and oppressive, heavy air gives us a sense of foreboding, like we have just before a storm. A poem about a braided rug on a polished floor the color of honey and a crackling fire gives us a cozy, homey kind of feeling.
Imagery involves details. If I write a poem about a rug on a floor, that does not invoke the kind of emotion that would be invoked by a poem about a braided rug on a floor the color of honey.

Examples of Imagery

Considering imagery in poetry, I provide mainly imagery in the niche that I love and serve,
LOVE POEMS.
Let's read this poem 'The Road Not Taken' by Robert Frost
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference..

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