The wind is like a lion
The wind is a howling hyena
The wind is like a frisky lamb
The wind is a cotton ball
The part of Montana where we live (Madison Valley in Madison County) is a wind tunnel. Right now as I sit here at my computer, I can see it. I can hear it. I can read my barometer telling me that it ranges between 15 and 25 mph this morning. Occasionally gusts of 35 mph rock the flaps on the exhaust pipe above the stove in the kitchen. People who visit us here in Ennis often comment, “How can you stand it?”
We really don’t mind it when we stop and think about what it does. The wind blows the rain clouds in. It blows the storm off to the east and over the mountain range. We can see the clouds moving and we marvel at the way those wind gusts keep us from becoming an overgrown city! Our response to those visitors’ comments is, “Oh it’s terrible! You wouldn’t want to live here!”
and it blows the clouds out again.
The wind is like a scooper
The wind is a funnel
The wind is like a filter
The wind is a sieve
the weak of heart & spirit!
No, we don’t get tornadoes here!
Our winds are not that bad!
But they can be inhospitable.
We’d move if that’s all we had!
Flyfishing capitol of the world!
The wind is like a welcomed monitor
The wind is a necessary friend
The wind is like a vacuum cleaner
The wind is a friendly lion
Simile/ˈsiməlē : a figure of speech involving the comparison of one thing with another thing of a different kind, used to make a description more emphatic or vivid (e.g., as brave as a lion, crazy like a fox ).
Metaphor: compares two things directly without using “like” or “as”; the subject IS the object. Metaphors are more direct than similes, which can make them seem stronger or more surprising. Example: The sunrise this morning was an ocean of honey dusted with powdered sugar.
Hah!
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I am sending love, joy, peace, faith and
a sense of unity your way this day.
Don’t let them get blown away!
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It can take you anywhere!
See ya tomorrow (God willing)
Comments on: "Embrace Similes & Metaphors" (6)
We had a very windy evening last night here too. I was over at Katy‘s house watching her dogs and the house was actually moving and the fireplace was howling even though it’s closed up. I looked at my weather app and there were gusts up to 40 mph! I thought, “Well, on the bright side, maybe all of my neighbors’ leaves that dropped on my yard (after I raked it clean) will now blow away?” Wishful thinking! They are still there!
The wind is a scooper-upper! When it blows the leaves into a pile, aren’t they easier to pick up? Good luck, Lainalainalaina! I think your neighbors should come and help you rake!!
Hello Elaina
The poet’s figures of speech
Jan, you ain’t seen wind until you visit Wheatland, Wyoming. I taught there in the mid-1980s. In the middle of a windy night, I looked down the hall from the bedroom to see the apartment door wide open. Nature decided to open the door. Another night, gusty wind turned the cover of a Weber barbecue into a projectile. Sadly, it crashed into the back window of our car.
Oh my! That sounds like wind gusts even stronger than ours!