Three
grey geese in a green field grazing, Grey were the geese and green was the
grazing.
Mike’s microphone made much music
Hyperbole
Well
now, one winter it was so cold that all the geese flew backward and all the
fish moved south and even the snow turned blue
“I’ve told you a million times”
“It was so cold, I saw polar bears
wearing jackets”
Metaphor
The
rain came down in long knitting needles
All the world’s a stage,
And all the men and women merely players.
They have their exits and their entrances,
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages.
And all the men and women merely players.
They have their exits and their entrances,
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages.
He drowned
in a sea of grief.
The classroom was a zoo.
Tom’s
eyes were ice
Onomatopoeia
Pitter, patter. Pit. Pit. Patter. Splitter, splatter, down
comes the rain
Personification
The fire ran wild.
The stars
danced playfully in the moonlit sky.
The bees played hide and seek with the flowers as they buzzed from one to another.
The ocean danced in the moonlight.
The bees played hide and seek with the flowers as they buzzed from one to another.
The ocean danced in the moonlight.
Similes
My
love is like a red, red rose.
Last
night, I slept like a log.
My
love for you is as deep as the ocean
Litotes
He is not the cleverest person
I have ever met.
New York is not an ordinary
city.
The ice cream was not too bad.
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