Technique no. 1: Rhyme

 Rhyme:   Poems don’t have to rhyme, and many modern poems do not. However, there is a strong tradition of rhyme in poetry which goes back centuries.

Excerpt from Twelve Songs  by W. H. Auden  ( 1907 - 73)

He was my North, my South, my East and West

My working week and my Sunday rest

My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;

I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.

Excerpt from The Daffodils by William Wordsworth ( 1770 -1850)

 I wander'd lonely as a cloud

That floats on high o'er vales and hills,

When all at once I saw a crowd,

A host of golden daffodils.

Excerpt from Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep      Anonymous:

Do not stand at my grave and weep 

I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.

I am the diamond glints on snow.