is the poetry of "I". Deeply personal and in this case the poet is the speaker which the reader never wants to assume otherwise.  Although sometimes shocking, poets like Anne Sexton and Sylvia Plath spent much time honing the prosody (rhythm and sound) which draws the reader in to relate on a personal level themselves, realizing that they too may have something to confess.  Look for it here:

"The Black Art" by Anne Sexton

An End Begins by S.M.(M).L.

Summer sunsets draw nearer
the close of day. It begins in a rush,
each moment longer, more languid
than the next. Heat and humidity settle
in, and we wish for respite.

The first leaf always falls, though,
and it's over in a blink. The summer
you learned to ride a bike, the summer
you jumped off the dock, the summer
you were all mine becomes the autumn
you go off to school.

You'll grow and grow; I'll watch with pride
you become what you will, brave, bold,
beautiful, made of sugar and spice, snakes
and snails and I of fleeting hugs, wishes,
​and butterfly kisses.

adds emphasis to ideas presented by repeating the same word or phrase, but it can come in many forms. Look for it here:

"Echo" by Christina Georgina Rossetti

Purple by S.M.(M).L.

Some of us won't get very far at all.
Some of us will see the whole world
     traveling to and fro
     taking it all in, dragging
     a paint brush behind us.  
A trail left of bold blue 
and red gone hither and thither

But some of us will sit
in a rocking chair, 
     scribbling, watching the sky
     brighten from red to blue
     through a pictured window.
Words skip across the page
and then closed in on themselves.

Some of this will be left for you to see,
years later when some of us
     are gone into the blue of death
​     and exist only in the red of love.  

are simple biographical poems that follow a predictable pattern.  The first that moved me were from Mary Pipher's The Middle of Everywhere which begins with her own but gathers those of refugees whose complex experiences are eye-opening, heart-wrenching, and humbling.  They utilize a similar pattern to George Ella Lyon's "Where I'm From", but any pattern can be created for a similar effect.  Look for it in these:

"Where I'm From" by George Ella Lyon 

There's a Place by S.M.(M).L.

There's a place
     where you're from
that makes you
     who you become.
This place made you
     Brave,
     diving into cold
     water off the piling.
This place made you
     Beautiful,
     reflecting surface
     twinkles at depths below.
This place made you
     Creative,
     building sand castles
     anything imaginable.
This place made you
     Adventurous,
     climbing over mountains
     hunt huckleberries hidden.
This place made you
     Joyful,
     letting your body 
     go laughing and bouncing.
This place made you
     Kindred,
     talking hours always
     room to sit and just swing.
There's a place
     you've become.
None of that 
     can ever be undone.

     

is all about concision. With the 5.7.5 syllables (morae) per line, a writer must cut anything unnecessary to get to the heart of their words. Look for it here:

Haiku of Basho

This:
Butterflies by S.M.(M).L.

Let me capture
your innocence,
a caterpillar
in a jar, but when
let go
something more
beautiful and
painful exists.

Becomes this:

Captured innocence:
a caterpillar contained.
Freed, beauty and pain.