We have to do this extended metaphor poem about us being something of nature. It can`t be anything of the animal kindgom or some object of nature.
2007-08-11 14:28:52 · 7 answers · asked by Anonymous in Arts & Humanities ➔ Poetry
I am a raging fire, anger fueling me the way that wood never could.
Yesterday, I was a comforting warmth at the hearth but the deceit and pain have set my flames free and turned me from my benevolent purpose.
Flames can comfort, can protect, can feed us but they can turn against us and destroy us or leave permanent and deep scars.
Yes, we're fire. No matches necessary.
2007-08-11 14:49:54 · answer #1 · answered by Anonymous · 2⤊ 1⤋
Animal Metaphor Poems
2016-12-12 03:21:01 · answer #2 · answered by ? 4 · 0⤊ 0⤋
The Wind. It touches all things but is never seen. It never sleeps. It gives cooling kisses in the hot sun. It whispers to you the very secrets of nature itself.
2007-08-11 16:38:53 · answer #3 · answered by energetikid 1 · 0⤊ 0⤋
I am the little stream bubbling and frothing over stones and pebbles, tripping over boulders and getting broken up, meandering in search of newer pastures and getting lost, till I accumulate enough silt (wisdom) to become the river that flows majestically, strong and silent.
2007-08-11 19:55:09 · answer #4 · answered by Mohan K 2 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Too easy..."I am the face of nature, my eyes reflect the world..." if you can't go places with that metaphor, I'll eat my neighbor's hat (hat, not cat...different metaphor) :)
good luck
2007-08-13 18:10:32 · answer #5 · answered by Kevin S 7 · 0⤊ 0⤋
weathers always great, the sun, clouds, snow
2007-08-11 16:19:11 · answer #6 · answered by ranaway628 3 · 0⤊ 0⤋
a raging inferno. I love this one.
2007-08-11 15:28:50 · answer #7 · answered by The Dark Prince 3 · 0⤊ 0⤋