Memory Training > Poems, Speeches, & Songs
The Key to Memorization is Visualization
The Three Steps to Memorizing Poems, Speeches, and Songs are:
Create Mental Locations to store the visual representation of the inf in a sequential order.
>> Create Locations <<
Turn the info into a picture association and visualize it doing something on the mental location.
>> Words into Pictures <<
If you want to forever remember the poem/speech/song, then make sure to review it.
>> Practice Down Below <<
Click on the poems below and memorize each line of the poems by creating stories on a location. In the pdf’s you will see the poem on the first page and an example of visual representations on the proceeding pages of each poem.
Our Deepest Fear – Poem Files
Our Deepest Fear – Only Poem
Our Deepest Fear – Poem & Pictures
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.
We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?
Actually, who are you not to be?
You are a child of God.
Your playing small does not serve the world.
There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you.
We are all meant to shine, as children do
How Happy is the Little Stone – Full Poem
How happy is the little Stone
That rambles in the Road alone,
And doesn’t care about Careers
And Exigencies never fears —
Whose Coat of elemental Brown
A passing Universe put on,
And independent as the Sun
Associates or glows alone,
Fulfilling absolute Decree
In casual simplicity
The way a crow
Shook down on me
The dust of snow
From a hemlock tree
Has given my heart
A change of mood
And saved some part
Of a day I had rued.
How countlessly they congregate
O’er our tumultuous snow,
Which flows in shapes as tall as trees
When wintry winds do blow!-
As if with keenness for our fate,
Our faltering few steps on
To white rest, and a place of rest
Invisible at dawn,-
And yet with neither love nor hate,
Those stars like some snow-white
Minerva’s snow-white marble eyes
Without the gift of sight.
The Thaw by Henry David Thoreau
I saw the civil sun drying earth’s tears
Her tears of joy that only faster flowed,
Fain would I stretch me by the highway side,
To thaw and trickle with the melting snow,
That mingled soul and body with the tide,
I too may through the pores of nature flow.
But I alas nor tinkle can nor fume,
One jot to forward the great work of Time,
‘Tis mine to hearken while these ply the loom,
So shall my silence with their music chime.