What Is a Narrative Poem?
A narrative poem is a longer form of poetry that tells an entire story, with a beginning, middle, and end. Narrative poems contain all of the elements of a fully developed story, including characters, plot, conflict, and resolution. These poems are typically told by just one narrator or speaker.
Narrative poem definition: a form of literature that combines the elements of poetry with the elements of storytelling. The narrative poem is one of the oldest form of poetry, and one of the oldest forms of literature. The earliest poetry exists in the form of hymns (such as the work of Sumerian priestess Enheduanna, the world’s first author), and other types of song such as chants.
Narrative poems are distinguished from narrative prose, such as a short story or a novel, because they are written in verse and retain poetic devices and characteristics like meter and rhyme. Though some narrative poems may be written in blank verse (that is, in iambic pentameter but with no rhyme), most narrative poetry does retain a formal rhyme scheme such as ABCB, with the second and fourth lines rhyming.
Poem by Alice Eaglefeather
Time is a teacher at my school.
He’s also the Dean, so he makes the rules.
Some call him Speed, others know him as Direction, but he introduces himself as Change.
He’s not shy but he is mysterious, and perhaps a bit strange.
Time was never loud but he is always moving. It’s a bit confusing
There are three things you need to know about him, and two of them you can’t control.
His parents usually come unannounced and always end up taking over.
Full disclose – he is the son of Movement and Linear, also known as Life and Death
They determine the minute of our last breath.
His parents own the school, and he runs it.
He doesn’t complain he tries to be cool, but it’s not like he loves it.
Professor Time oversees the calendar, he keeps everything from happening at once.
He has three kids: Month, Day, and Hour.
How you deal with the latter is how you spend your power.
He tells you whether it’s spring or autumn,
When to plant your seeds and how to show decorum.
He is an acclaimed physician, but he’s also a mortician
And he can be moody; some people never find him.
Others live far behind him.
They say he is the best teacher, but we all know he can be ruthless.
After all, some of us end up toothless.
Einstein said he was an illusion,
And although it was never proven
Time was cursed with eternity
There’s only one person that can make his weathered wrinkled face gleam with life-
And that’s Professor Now, his wife.
Who says Time can’t get lost in the moment?
Now’s always present. She is the moment.
She’s a force, she’s his atonement
He’d do anything to make her laugh, even if it makes him look daft
They’ve been together forever now
But he still tries to say something clever when she’s around.
And to this day the poor lad just blurbs out these incoherent sounds-
That don’t really make any sense. But in his defense,
Professor Now deserves a bow.
Though, they are same age, Now has a fresh attitude to life, so everyone thinks she is younger.
See, she’s got this healthy hunger, for life.
While he’s a planner, she’s the definition of spontaneity.
But it was his ingenuity- that made her fall for him.
The thing you’ve got to remember about Now is that she is a runner.
As well as a stunner.
She ran track in her heyday, and no one, not a single soul is able to catch her from behind.
She is kind, she has style. And she’s got the sweetest smile
She’s so approachable when you’re brave enough to look at her the eyes
She gives great advise, and she’s always ready to improvise.
She’s more of a ‘do it sooner’ rather than later. It’s like she’s always on a deadline.
Today, she has her hair above the neckline.
She told us in her lecture – ‘The past may hobble you, and the future can be terrifying,
The present is the safest place to be.’ She said clarifying
This school is sort of different, it’s more like a journey
And it’s best to start early.
Because Time can be bias, and a wee bit pious.
Now’s the only way to his heart
Because now is the best time to start
She’s the only member of this faculty who is truly going to let you take over the helm.
Just remember not to let yourself get overwhelmed.
If you are good friends with Now, and you learn how to behave around his children,
Get a hold of your daily routine, and stay driven
Time will reward you. He’s well off so he can afford to
See, in the school of life, whether by luck or design,
The more you concentrate on Time, past or future, the more you miss the moment.
And the moment is a key component
Yesterday we walked past a river on the way to school
The young at heart jumped in the water while the others called them fools
They said they couldn’t afford to take time off work
With a smirk, Time told them about the gold in river
Then they cried and begged him to reconsider
But you can’t go back in time!
Why? Because the future and the past exist only as Change
The present is the only thing you can rearrange
Today, on the way to class there were bricks
And even though they weren’t given any tips
The young at heart built bridges, while the others only built walls
Sad souls, acting like escaped thralls
Because the past embodies all that is ugly and painful,
People stare at him so profusely that they miss the present entirely
Such bittersweet irony
To miss the present because you’re lost looking at Time
Even though, Now’s always by his side
Some people are blinded by pride, others simply fail to enjoy the ride
Either way, living in the moment seldom happens to us
It’s rare to find something that really moves us
Thus, keep this in your pocket – think of it as a guide
It’s the best we can provide
Here’s how you can succeed
Tomorrow, be ready to lead and to follow
Because if there’s one thing you must learn- is that
The tide can always turn
The journey has highs and lows, that’s just how Time flows
If you ever feel like crying, if you’re ever tired of trying
Remember you’re on a quest, but you can take time to rest
The river of change has many turns
So, leave your concerns and learn to discern
The rise and fall of the tide, be ready to dive
But don’t forget how to climb
If you’re fortunate, you’ll have friends to share the ride
Friends who will stand the test of Time
And when you see the happy couple by the school’s gate
Be ready to meet your fate- please don’t be late.