Figurative language in Home of the Brave
Simile
personification
idiom
metaphor
"This cold is like claws on my skin." pg.3
"My arms stick out of my coat like lonely trees" pg. 4
"When the flying boat returns to earth at last" pg.3
"His car is red and coughs and burps when he tries to make it go" pg. 6
Softer than a new calf's coat" .pg .34
"I smother the thought like an ember near dry grass" pg. 68
"It makes for to many yawning". pg. 55
"Dead grass pokes through the unkind blanket of white." pg.4
"Some of his words get lost on their way to my ears
"You just bring your mind and your smile" pg. 69
"We are like a cow and a goat wanting to be friends." pg 7
" His mouth is a line" pg 40
"He's like a song always out of tune" pg 7
" Red and round like a baby sun" pg 9
" His eyes are wise and calm" pg 8
" Soft as new grass after good rain" pg 9
" Tears trace my cheeks like tiny knives" pg 18
" But that farmers hanging on" pg 12
" Makes my eyes glad" pg 13
Walking through snow is hard work like wading across a river" pg 13
" Two chicken trot behind her scolding and fussing" pg 14
" It's window eyes weep yellow light" pg 17
" She isn't like my mother whose laughter is like bubbling water from a deep spring" pg 22
The room turns to night then blinks awake" pg 23
" My old life is waiting on the other side" pg 19
" Carved down to a sharp stone" pg 22
"Her fingers are shiny red the color of blood" pg 53
" Iit's big enough to graze a herd of cattle in" pg 67
"His laughter makes little clouds" pg 5
" With skin the color of rich earth" pg 68
" To feel the sharp thorn of Lual's scolding once again" pg 38
" With the sour breath and slow growl of a starving animal" pg 113
"There is hair on his face the color of clouds before rain" pg.6
"They called america heaven on earth" pg 25