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Brandi_R
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metaphor

Think of someone you know well. Now, describe that person as if he or she were a landscape. For example:

 

She is a field left untended rich with sunlight warming the faces of sunflowers.

 

Or:

 

She is a horizon of mountaintops, craggy and iced over.

 

Two distinctly different people, right? Give this a try and post what you create.

 

Keep checking in. I'll be posting more mini metaphor challenges!

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GS2991
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Re: metaphor

She is as a soft field of wheat hiden by thorns.
Silence is golden,
Duck tape is silver.

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Darkkin
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Re: metaphor

She was as still and deep as a forest pool, her eyes fathomless, concealing the turbulence...

'Of wings and words and dancing milkweed seeds...'

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Hair long as wild grass, her face carved as rocks along the river, pure as a waters drop, smelling of natures cures.
Silence is golden,
Duck tape is silver.

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Re: metaphor

She is a supple reed, bending in the wind and reaching for the sun.

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Darkkin
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He appeared harsh, craggy and rough hewn from the ancient granite, steadfast and unyielding, his eyes the colour of the stone.

'Of wings and words and dancing milkweed seeds...'

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Darkkin
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Like amber tinted twilight her eyes shone, softly and shyly, a violet fearing the true light of day, she hovered just beyond the shadows.  She this pale little waif...But oh how she listened...

'Of wings and words and dancing milkweed seeds...'

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Re: metaphor

These are fantastic!

 

Here's another:

 

Describe this same person as if he or she were an article of clothing.

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Darkkin
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His presence could be felt like a rough woolen sweater, colourful with a persistent, nagging itch you couldn't quite reach...An irritation that traced up and down your spine...

'Of wings and words and dancing milkweed seeds...'

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Darkkin
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She, this waif with the twilight eyes, moved with a gossamer grace, floating and swirling at the lightest touch, she was a breath of twisting silk spiraling through a dance, so light and free...A ghostly gown loosed upon a dreamer's ball...

'Of wings and words and dancing milkweed seeds...'

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Re: metaphor


Darkkin wrote:

 

 a persistent, nagging itch you couldn't quite reach

 



Great! Love this part in particular (above).

 

Here's another one:

 

Now, describe this person as if she or he were an activity. Baseball, running, knitting, painting . . .

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Re: metaphor

We were a perfect fit, like an old, fur-lined leather jacket and its habitual wearer, but I just didn't love her any more.