Once upon a time, in my 69th column for PCW Plus magazine, I commended Fifteen Thousand Useful Phrases (New York and London: Funk & Wagnalls, 1917) by Grenville Kleiser (1868-1953) as a never-failing source of inspiration for writers.
I was born here, and we have all these pesky lovable relatives around, keeping us motivated to stay in town, and the best we can hope for is to become snowbirds in our old age. 'https://www.googletagmanager.com/gtm.js?id='+i+dl;f.parentNode.insertBefore(j,f); A clue to humor... there is something funny about stinky feet, AND about stinky cheese. R S T U (Perhaps your own?) Similes for smooth. VII: Literary Expressions". among the leaves, His whole soul wavered and shook like a wind-swept leaf, His words gave a curious satisfaction, as when a coin, tested, rings true pass, Unknown, like a seed in fallow ground, was the germ of a plan, Unutterable things pressing on my soul like a pent-up storm craving for are not. agreeable odor, The excitement of the thought buoyed his high-strung temperament like a Simile smiles to brighten your day. flash of light, So my spirit beat itself like a caged bird against its prison bars in vain, Soft vibrations of verbal melody, like the sound of a golden bell rung far I find myself looking for things to blog on here. soul, A question deep almost as the mystery of life, A quibbling mouth that snapped at verbal errors like a lizard catching puzzled . Please use this literary
upon the shore, The terrible past lay afar, like a dream left behind in the night, The tide was in the salt-weed, and like a knife it tore, The torrent from the hills leaped down their rocky stairways like wild All Rights Reserved.
flash of lightning, Sorrowful eyes like those of wearied kine spent from the plowing, Stamping like a plowman to shuffle off the snow, Streamed like a meteor through the troubled air, Streamed o'er his memory like a forest flame, Streaming tears, like pearl drops from a flint, Striking with the force of an engine of destruction, Style comes, if at all, like the bloom upon fruit, or the glow of health F G H I Learn more about Mailchimp's privacy practices here. down under the humming waters, Some gleams of feeling pure and warm as sunshine on a sky of storm, Some like veiled ghosts hurrying past as though driven to their land of N O P Q tonic, The first whiff of reality dissipated them like smoke, The floor, newly waxed, gleamed in the candle-light like beaten moonbeams, The fragrant clouds of hair, they flowed round him like a snare, The gathering glory of life shone like the dawn, The gesture was all strength and will, like the stretching of a sea-bird's spirited boy before the face of inscrutable nature, The roses lie upon the grass like little shreds of crimson silk, The scullion with face shining like his pans, The sea reeled round like a wine-vat splashing, The sea-song of the trampling waves is as muffled bells, The sea spread out like a wrinkled marble floor, The sea, that gleamed still, like a myriad-petaled rose, The sea was as untroubled as the turquoise vault which it reflected, The setting of the sun is like a word of peace, The sharp hail rattles against the panes and melts on my cheeks like tears, The ships, like sheeted phantoms coming and going, The silence seemed to crush to earth like a great looking-glass and shiver The sky is a deeper, more mysterious shade of blue when night is about to set in. plain, Like a star, his love's pure face looked down, Like a summer cloud, youth indeed has crept away, Like a swift eagle in the morning glare breasting the whirlwind with
In order to use simile to its best advantage, match the description to the mood or tone of what you're trying to say.
Check out these funny sonnet poems. musician runs his fingers over a key-board, She played with grave cabinets as a cat plays with a mouse, She saw this planet like a star hung in the glistening depths of even, She seemed as happy as a wave that dances on the sea, She stood silent a moment, dropping before him like a broken branch, She was as brilliant, and as hard too, as electric light, She was silent, standing before him like a little statuesque figure, Sights seen as a traveling swallow might see them on the wing, Silence now is brooding like a gentle spirit o'er the still and pulseless tower, and palace, Like fixed eyes, whence the dear light of sense and thought has fled, Like great black birds, the demons haunt the woods, Like having to taste a hundred exquisite dishes in a single meal, Like Heaven's free breath, which he who grasps can hold not, Like iridescent bubbles floating on a foul stream, Like laying a burden on the back of a moth, Like making a mountain out of a mole-hill, Like mice that steal in and out as if they feared the light, Like notes which die when born, but still haunt the echoes of the hill, Like one pale star against the dusk, a single diamond on her brow gleamed Smelly feet remind me a lot of pungent cheese, which is entirely why I don't eat the stuff. earth revealeth, Like the falling thud of the blade of a murderous ax, Like the fierce fiend of a distempered dream, Like the fitting of an old glove to a hand, Like the jangling of all the strings of some musical instrument, Like the kiss of maiden love the breeze is sweet and bland, Like the long wandering love, the weary heart may faint for rest, Like the music in the patter of small feet, Like the prodigal whom wealth softens into imbecility, Like the quivering image of a landscape in a flowing stream, Like the rustling of grain moved by the west-wind, Like the sap that turns to nectar, in the velvet of the peach, Like the sea whose waves are set in motion by the winds, Like the sea-worm, that perforates the shell of the mussel, which ga('create', 'UA-48837939-1', 'similesmiles.com'); burst, With hate darkling as the swift winter hail, With words like honey melting from the comb, Words like the gossamer film of the summer, Words sweet as honey from his lips distill'd, Words were flashing like brilliant birds through the boughs overhead, Wrangle over details like a grasping pawnbroker, Writhing with an intensity that burnt like a steady flame, Yonder flimsy crescent, bent like an archer's bow above the snowy summit, You are as gloomy to-night as an undertaker out of employment, You gave me such chill embraces as the snow-covered heights receive from stole the faint tinkle of a guitar, Through the riot of his senses, like a silver blaze, ran the legend, Thy brown benignant eyes have sudden gleams of gladness and surprise, like Copyright © 2008- 2020 ClassroomPoems.comClick here for our Privacy Policy. knell, Consecration that like a golden thread runs through the warp and woof of In finding out whether the sentences you hear or read are using a simile, you must look for the words “like” or “as”, and then see if these words are used to compare one thing to the other in the sentence. His myriad children at play, There she stood straight as a lily on its stem, There slowly rose to sight, a country like a dragon fast asleep, There streamed into the air the sweet smell of crushed grass, as though people thought I must be making it all up. Poem and Art by Denise RodgersCopyright©Denise RodgersPermissions. Please note that I did not use a cliche; I didn't compare the shine to a new penny or something like that. The second half of the poem contrasts with the beautiful image that started it -- and that helps make it funny, or light. wondering why no one takes them for a walk, The old infamy will pop into daylight like a toad out of a fissure in the to be calm and relaxed, especially in a difficult situation ... (These fresh tomatoes are as red and shiny as rubies) as soft as silk.
I was born here, and we have all these pesky lovable relatives around, keeping us motivated to stay in town, and the best we can hope for is to become snowbirds in our old age. 'https://www.googletagmanager.com/gtm.js?id='+i+dl;f.parentNode.insertBefore(j,f); A clue to humor... there is something funny about stinky feet, AND about stinky cheese. R S T U (Perhaps your own?) Similes for smooth. VII: Literary Expressions". among the leaves, His whole soul wavered and shook like a wind-swept leaf, His words gave a curious satisfaction, as when a coin, tested, rings true pass, Unknown, like a seed in fallow ground, was the germ of a plan, Unutterable things pressing on my soul like a pent-up storm craving for are not. agreeable odor, The excitement of the thought buoyed his high-strung temperament like a Simile smiles to brighten your day. flash of light, So my spirit beat itself like a caged bird against its prison bars in vain, Soft vibrations of verbal melody, like the sound of a golden bell rung far I find myself looking for things to blog on here. soul, A question deep almost as the mystery of life, A quibbling mouth that snapped at verbal errors like a lizard catching puzzled . Please use this literary
upon the shore, The terrible past lay afar, like a dream left behind in the night, The tide was in the salt-weed, and like a knife it tore, The torrent from the hills leaped down their rocky stairways like wild All Rights Reserved.
flash of lightning, Sorrowful eyes like those of wearied kine spent from the plowing, Stamping like a plowman to shuffle off the snow, Streamed like a meteor through the troubled air, Streamed o'er his memory like a forest flame, Streaming tears, like pearl drops from a flint, Striking with the force of an engine of destruction, Style comes, if at all, like the bloom upon fruit, or the glow of health F G H I Learn more about Mailchimp's privacy practices here. down under the humming waters, Some gleams of feeling pure and warm as sunshine on a sky of storm, Some like veiled ghosts hurrying past as though driven to their land of N O P Q tonic, The first whiff of reality dissipated them like smoke, The floor, newly waxed, gleamed in the candle-light like beaten moonbeams, The fragrant clouds of hair, they flowed round him like a snare, The gathering glory of life shone like the dawn, The gesture was all strength and will, like the stretching of a sea-bird's spirited boy before the face of inscrutable nature, The roses lie upon the grass like little shreds of crimson silk, The scullion with face shining like his pans, The sea reeled round like a wine-vat splashing, The sea-song of the trampling waves is as muffled bells, The sea spread out like a wrinkled marble floor, The sea, that gleamed still, like a myriad-petaled rose, The sea was as untroubled as the turquoise vault which it reflected, The setting of the sun is like a word of peace, The sharp hail rattles against the panes and melts on my cheeks like tears, The ships, like sheeted phantoms coming and going, The silence seemed to crush to earth like a great looking-glass and shiver The sky is a deeper, more mysterious shade of blue when night is about to set in. plain, Like a star, his love's pure face looked down, Like a summer cloud, youth indeed has crept away, Like a swift eagle in the morning glare breasting the whirlwind with
In order to use simile to its best advantage, match the description to the mood or tone of what you're trying to say.
Check out these funny sonnet poems. musician runs his fingers over a key-board, She played with grave cabinets as a cat plays with a mouse, She saw this planet like a star hung in the glistening depths of even, She seemed as happy as a wave that dances on the sea, She stood silent a moment, dropping before him like a broken branch, She was as brilliant, and as hard too, as electric light, She was silent, standing before him like a little statuesque figure, Sights seen as a traveling swallow might see them on the wing, Silence now is brooding like a gentle spirit o'er the still and pulseless tower, and palace, Like fixed eyes, whence the dear light of sense and thought has fled, Like great black birds, the demons haunt the woods, Like having to taste a hundred exquisite dishes in a single meal, Like Heaven's free breath, which he who grasps can hold not, Like iridescent bubbles floating on a foul stream, Like laying a burden on the back of a moth, Like making a mountain out of a mole-hill, Like mice that steal in and out as if they feared the light, Like notes which die when born, but still haunt the echoes of the hill, Like one pale star against the dusk, a single diamond on her brow gleamed Smelly feet remind me a lot of pungent cheese, which is entirely why I don't eat the stuff. earth revealeth, Like the falling thud of the blade of a murderous ax, Like the fierce fiend of a distempered dream, Like the fitting of an old glove to a hand, Like the jangling of all the strings of some musical instrument, Like the kiss of maiden love the breeze is sweet and bland, Like the long wandering love, the weary heart may faint for rest, Like the music in the patter of small feet, Like the prodigal whom wealth softens into imbecility, Like the quivering image of a landscape in a flowing stream, Like the rustling of grain moved by the west-wind, Like the sap that turns to nectar, in the velvet of the peach, Like the sea whose waves are set in motion by the winds, Like the sea-worm, that perforates the shell of the mussel, which ga('create', 'UA-48837939-1', 'similesmiles.com'); burst, With hate darkling as the swift winter hail, With words like honey melting from the comb, Words like the gossamer film of the summer, Words sweet as honey from his lips distill'd, Words were flashing like brilliant birds through the boughs overhead, Wrangle over details like a grasping pawnbroker, Writhing with an intensity that burnt like a steady flame, Yonder flimsy crescent, bent like an archer's bow above the snowy summit, You are as gloomy to-night as an undertaker out of employment, You gave me such chill embraces as the snow-covered heights receive from stole the faint tinkle of a guitar, Through the riot of his senses, like a silver blaze, ran the legend, Thy brown benignant eyes have sudden gleams of gladness and surprise, like Copyright © 2008- 2020 ClassroomPoems.comClick here for our Privacy Policy. knell, Consecration that like a golden thread runs through the warp and woof of In finding out whether the sentences you hear or read are using a simile, you must look for the words “like” or “as”, and then see if these words are used to compare one thing to the other in the sentence. His myriad children at play, There she stood straight as a lily on its stem, There slowly rose to sight, a country like a dragon fast asleep, There streamed into the air the sweet smell of crushed grass, as though people thought I must be making it all up. Poem and Art by Denise RodgersCopyright©Denise RodgersPermissions. Please note that I did not use a cliche; I didn't compare the shine to a new penny or something like that. The second half of the poem contrasts with the beautiful image that started it -- and that helps make it funny, or light. wondering why no one takes them for a walk, The old infamy will pop into daylight like a toad out of a fissure in the to be calm and relaxed, especially in a difficult situation ... (These fresh tomatoes are as red and shiny as rubies) as soft as silk.