I sing of our last big weekend at the shore,
of orange half-moon, flaming cold
swallowed slowly by the waiting sea;
of Dad's brave rush by flashlight for a dip
while Mom and I stood yeah-ing near the edge.
I sing of breaking waves that soothed our sleep
and gentled us awake;
of footprints in the morning stillness,
of lawn chairs on the noonday beach,
and midnight treats on kitchen stools.
With peaceful, awesome ocean, spilling waves,
I sing of walks at dawn with sand between our toes,
of bacon smells that lured us back inside,
of simple cookouts, hearty snacks.
I sing of sparkling waves that beckoned, dancing,
then buoyed us up in caring arms;
of watchful seagulls sharing Shirley's rock,
of dragon kites and smiling Irish setters.
With busy brooms and bulging plastic bags,
I sing my thanks - renewed, refreshed -
till we return next June!
Can you find examples of alliteration, metaphor, onomatopoeia, and simile in Whitman's poem? Personification? Purposeful repetition? Concrete sense images? Does the rhythm move the images along.