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Home Of The Brave Figurative Language Carter Lacsamana (Similes ("Her…
Home Of The Brave Figurative Language Carter Lacsamana
Similes
"Her words begin to fall like raindrops on the floor
a word I know darts up like a sparkling fish
The apartement grows hushed as the air before a storm
a pile of papers tall as a termite mound
I stand like a tree rooted firm
my hope flutters high like a bird I can't catch
The way-down room smells like a rainy day
I want to sound fierce and certain as a great lion
strong cattle gently complaining like its tired
plopped on to the couch like a sack of grain
the gun fire comes harder flying toward us like hot little stars
My word taste wrong in my mouth
Metaphors
america heaven on earth
a river of words,rushing and thundering and pushing me beneath the surface.
hunger is like a wild dog growing on a dry bone,mad with impatience
The sun is a steady hand on our shoulder
You are a fish in a pretending lake
Personifcation
I've' known that feeling, like a soft blanket on a night when the wind howls.
Cold box humming
the stars watch us sleep
he pushes a tiny stick on the wall the room turns to night,then blinks awake
sun has already said goodnight
They can all be patient
Idiom
lets get this show on the road
we are in the middle of a sea of cars
cutting off my nose to spite my face
Mouths are mixed up
I take off my round extra head and give it to Hannah.
eyes are far away full of peaceful thought
if she can moo she can sing
Imagery
I think of gol hosing the ground, grateful
a green lady with her arm in the air