Onomatopoeia,
Hyperbole, &
Repetition
Onomatopoeia
Onomatopoeia is the imitation of
natural sounds in word form.
These words help us form mental
pictures about the things, people,
or places that are described.
Examples
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buzz
hiss
roar
woof
bang
pop
hiss
sizzle
More Examples
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Onomatopoeia
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Go to the next slide and
listen to Todd Rundgren
sing “Onomatopoeia”
Onomatopoeia every time I see ya
My senses tell me hubba
And I just can’t disagree
I get a feeling in my heart that I can’t describe
It’s sort of lub, dub, lub, dub
A sound in my head that I can’t describe
It’s sort of zoom, zip, hiccup, drip
Ding, dong, crunch, crack, bark, meow, whinnie, quack
Onomatopoeia in proximity ya
Rearrange my brain in a strange cacophony
I get a feeling somewhere that I can’t describe
It’s sort of uh, uh, uh, uh
A sound in my head that I can’t describe
It’s sort of whack, whir, wheeze, whine
Sputter, splat, squirt, scrape
Clink, clank, clunk, clatter
Crash, bang, beep, buzz
Ring, rip, roar, retch
Twang, toot, tinkle, thud
Pop, plop, plunk, pow
Snort, snuk, sniff, smack
Screech, splash, squish, squeak
Jingle, rattle, squeal, bong
Honk, hoot, hack, belch
See how Danielle Caryl used
onomatopoeia in her
poem “Noises” on the
next slide.
Noises
By Danielle Caryl
The click of the clock, the creak of the stair,
The squeak of a mouse and the swoosh of the air.
The groan of the house as it settles below,
And outside the window, the patter of snow.
The scruff of the dog’s paws below where I rest,
The rattle of the window that seems to face West.
The jingle of bells from a wind chime next door
The unearthly sounds of a truly loud snore.
The crunching of snow under an animal’s feet,
The honk of a horn from right down the street.
So many noises I just want to weep,
Is it too much to ask for some sleep?
Hyperbole
Hyperbole is a figure of speech in which
exaggeration is used for emphasis or
effect. It may be confused with a simile
because it often compares two items.
The difference is that with a hyperbole
the comparison is an exaggeration.
Examples
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I could sleep for a year.
This box weighs a ton.
His eyes were as round as saucers.
I nearly died laughing.
I'm so hungry; I could eat a horse.
I've told you a million times not to exaggerate.
Repetition
Repetition is when one or more
words are repeated to show
urgency or importance.
Example
Dig it oh oh oh, dig it
Dig it oh oh oh (oh)
Dig it oh oh oh, dig it
Dig it oh oh oh (oh)
Dig it oh oh oh, dig it
Dig it oh oh oh (oh)
Dig it oh oh oh, dig it
Dig it oh oh oh (yeah)
Class Poem
Write one line that tells what the
narrator in “The Raven” might be
thinking as he is opening the
window. This will be turned into a
class poem.
Practice
Identify the similes, metaphors, personification, hyperbole,
repetition and onomatopoeia in the following poem:
The old man’s been stealin’
She’s holding her grievance for a hundred-odd
years
We all keep believin’
That history repeats itself year after year
All I fear's that the future is worse
We have to give in to the hundred-year curse
Sweat in the sun like we’re digging a grave
Dig deep enough and our fortune we'll save
(chorus)
If only, if only
The woodpecker sighs
The bark on the trees was as soft as the skies
As the wolf waits below hungry and lonely
He cries to the mo-oo-n
If only, if only
Chasing the sky
A beautiful wife
You'll make mistakes
And it’s my back that breaks
And forever my past steals my life
To submission I’m beat
But there’s hope beneath these feet
Blisters and blood
And the sun makes you blind
Don’t let it eat
Till it can’t help but be kind
Cause you know what’s important
With your back to the wall
You can break metal chains
And you’re friends don’t let you fall
(chorus)
I’m a soul
But I find myself lent
That is no use
When I’m finding my history, finding my history
I am no plane, I’m more like a feather
That is no use
When I’m finding my history, finding my history
I am no plane, I’m more like a feather
But I can’t fly away without finding myself
(chorus)
(repeat chorus)
similes blue metaphors red repetitions pink
onomatopoeia green hyperboles yellow
The old man’s been stealin’
She’s holding her grievance for a hundred-odd
years
We all keep believin’
That history repeats itself year after year
All I fear's that the future is worse
We have to give in to the hundred-year curse
Sweat in the sun like we’re digging a grave
Dig deep enough and our fortune we'll save
(chorus)
If only, if only
The woodpecker sighs
The bark on the trees was as soft as the
skies
As the wolf waits below hungry and lonely
He cries to the mo-oo-n
If only, if only
Chasing the sky
A beautiful wife
You'll make mistakes
And it’s my back that breaks
And forever my past steals my life
To submission I’m beat
But there’s hope beneath these feet
Blisters and blood
And the sun makes you blind
Don’t let it eat
Till it can’t help but be kind
Cause you know what’s important
With your back to the wall
You can break metal chains
And you’re friends don’t let you fall
(chorus)
I’m a soul
But I find myself lent
That is no use
When I’m finding my history, finding my history
I am no plane, I’m more like a feather
That is no use
When I’m finding my history, finding my history
I am no plane, I’m more like a feather
But I can’t fly away without finding myself
(chorus)
(repeat chorus)