A SIMILE is a comparison between two unlike things using the words like or as.
Examples:
from the book Active English by Karla Hardaway
- Her bangs looked like broken spokes in a wagon wheel.
- The scream pierced like a splinter under a fingernail.
- The room was a s cold as an executioner’s heart.
from me!
- His smile was like a ray of sunshine on a cloudy day.
- Her eyes were like the sea during a tempest – fiery and blue.
- His questions were like an attack of mosquitos after a long winter of starvation.
from Active English by Karla Hardaway:
Complete some similes. Do not use trite comparisons like “pretty as a picture” or “cold as ice”. Try to think of something that no one else in the class will write!
- The pencil sharpener sounded like . .. .
- The baby’s face looked like . . .
- The whistle of the train sounded like . . .
- His arms were as ____ as _____.
- The bells were as ___ as ____.
- The canyon looked like . . . .
- The dress fit like . . . .
- The words pierced like . . .
- The child’s eyes were like . . . .
- The door squeaked like . . . .
The pencil sharpener sounded like a truck driving over a dog very slowly.
The childs eyes were shining like the stars in the sky.
The whistle of the train sounded like a guy checking out a girl.
The canyon looked like that place the Road Runner and Coyote lived.
The door squeaked like Ms. Suzanne when she saw the mouse on the keyboard.
His arms were safe and comforting as a security gaurd. (;
The pencil sharpener sounds like marks dodge as he roars through town.
The childs eyes were like stars glowing in the night sky.
The dress fit like an oily piston going down the cylinder
The door squeaked like baba yaga’s gate
The canyon looked like two swords clashing together from space.
His arms were as thin as the toothpick I use after a meal.
The pencil sharpener sounded like a spoon falling down a garbage disposal.
The childs eyes were like the sunrise in the morning.
The babys face looked like a flat tire.
The babys face looked like a deformed monkey where everybody threw stuff at it.
The pencil sharpener sounded like ms. suzanne’s toyota.
The babys face looked like cows face.
The whistle of the train sounded like Ms. Suzanne’s car brakes.
The dress fit like a glove.
The child’s eyes were like fish scales glimmering in the sunlight.
The pencile sharperner sounded like a chain saw inside a metal container.
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his bells were as loud as an airplane.
The child’s eyes were like a saphire in the sky.
Love
Whenever I see you
My heart beats like a drum
Whenever you are near
My mouth closes as if I was dumb
Whenever you smile
The heavens explode with light
Your skin shines like the moon
I feel like I could take flight
MY MOM
My mom likes to yell,
Her favorite phrase is, “What’s that dreadful smell?!”
I forget to close the door,
And she proceeds to yell some more.
She sees me hugging my doggy,
And threatens to give me a floggy.
Her voice is like a heavy metal song,
I’m surprised that her throat has lasted this long.
I love you
I love you like a fat kid loves cake
And for longer than it will it take to bake
I love you like a school kid loves 3:15
And more than waking to a bad dream
I love you like the snooze on my alarm
And my hairy, smelly underarm
I love you like my daily fart
Because it is the key to your cold, dark heart.
~You Are Everything~
You are like a rose,
Such beauty you have.
You are like the sun,
Such brightness you share.
You are like a smile,
Such happiness you bring.
You are like a Redbull,
Such satisfaction you provide.
You are everything I need.
My truck
Rock and rolling in my truck
Beautiful girls climbing all over
With all my good luck
I picked up a four-leaf clover
But then drove into a duck
Like a movie I thought I was over
Until I made a buck
And got a range rover
My Life
I ride my vehicle in the summer
I crashed it and it was a real bummer
Sometimes i try to feel better
But then i have to write an apology letter
I walk around thinking “Why”
Then my mom makes me an apple pie
After a week I called insurance
They said it would be done with every assurance
My Bed
My bed is like a cloud,
As I sleep on it every night.
My pillow is like a cloud,
As I wake up to see the morning light.
My blanket is like the waves,
As they lap over me.
And when I sleep on by bed,
I am free.
The pencil sharpener sounded like Ms. Suzanne on a bad day.
Snow machine
Riding my snowy white snow machine
Pushing it to the limit through the snow
The more I push the throttle the more I try finding my grip
The more it feels like I’m going to fly
But I don’t want to die flying thought the sky
Slowing my baby down but it starts to sink
So I rethink and my sink and wink
“The Life of Crime”
The world I live in has a lot of crimes
Too much to count in my times
I decided to use my skill
To do nothing but to kill
The criminals are as stupid as they are violent
Murdering, stealing but always silent
I killed most of them
But others I condemn
Prison life is living hell
All is well
Fishing for me is like…
Fishing for me is like getting accepted to go to Harvard
Fishing is like getting a new game and playing it for the first time
Fishing for me is like going to Paris
Fishing is like buying a vehicle and driving for the first time
Fishing is like the last day of school
Fishing is like seeing a Unicorn for the first time
Fishing is like your first kiss in life
Fishing is my life
Love & Hate
I love you like mothers love to yell
I love you like Snooki loves tanning
I love you like the sun loves to shine
I love you like you love me
I hate you like a student hates to learn
I hate you like happy hates being mad
I hate you like summer hates winter
I hate you like you hate me
My car purrs like my cat
Title of peom
Hey babe you’re as pretty as my truck
Your eyes gleam like my grill,
You might talk like a dabbling duck
But I still like you like I would a 100 dollar bill,
My heart to you has struck
And If you die I’ll need a suicidal pill,
You look like a girl in a movie Good Luck Chuck
I, will give you my will
TRUE LOVE
Her bangs looked like broken spokes in a wagon wheel.
Her eyes looked like a rotten banana peel.
Her nose looked like the end of a fat seal.
Her hair looked like a dangling eel.
Her body looked like walked on veal.
Her voice was like a scared pig`s squeal.
Her hands were like thin long pieces of steel.
His hair looked like the bark on trees.
His eyes looked like big, balls of blue cheese.
His voice was like an old man`s wheeze.
His body looked like someone from Belize
They were happy like a kid playing a game
Perfect like the pictures in the frame
Superstar
She’s like a superstar
I saw her in a bar
With a hot dress
I try to impress
But she gets onstage
And plays the electric guitar
She’s out if my league
Then she smiles at me
The bells were as shiny as sunlight reflected off the water.
Rich and Poor
Being rich is to own a Lamborghini
Being poor is to own a bicycle
Being rich is to live in a mansion
Being poor is to live in a shack
Being rich is to take long vacations
Being poor is to take yourself to the fair
Being rich is to go to a restaurant
Being poor is to go to a hot dog stand
The Kitten
The kitten is like a furry ball,
Which is found sleeping in the hall.
He’s all black and has some white,
And likes to run outside in the light.
The kitten is like the best pet,
But when hurt, it’s taken to the vet.
It’s fed like five times a day,
And loved in every way.
Love my Goddaughter
My goddaughter’s face is like a doll
She is beautiful, tiny and small.
I love her more every day
She giggles and laughs in her way
Her standing as far away as a mile
I could still see her cute smile
She’s always in my heart, I love her
And she will never be a blur
Nice red Audi rolling down the street
Rims flashing, people gasping
Like they saw something they had never seen before
As I sat in the driver seat with a frown that’s upside down
Just sitting there looking good
Girls going crazy over the boys who are lazy
Asking questions for my succession
Wanting and hoping to be free and as awesome as me.
Fun with me
Fun with me is like watching an awesome DVD
And it’s none of those weird comedies
It’s like getting a hired gun with a Gatling gun
And hunting dangerous beasts
It’s like eating a cinnamon bun
It’s always delicious and fun
It’s like going to a paradise
And never returning stateside
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Red Dodge
my red dodge is fast
my red dodge is hot
my red dodge is awesome
my red dodge is a chick magnet
my red dodge is strong
my red dodge is big
my red dodge is shiny
my red dodge is actualy a toyota
Last Moments
The door squeaked like a mouse
I stopped as quick as Superman
I hear footsteps loud as thundering clouds
I keep quiet as the night
Silence
I open the door, slow like a turtle
Swung it open fast like a ninja
I see him
I see him with a knife, sparkling like the moon at night
I pray for my dear life
Silence
He grinned like a madmad
I scream for my life
He laughed, relishing the moment
He ran toward me, swung the knife
Silence
I tripped and fell on the ground
He grabbed me, lifted me
Plunged the blade into my chest
He stood over me, the blade glistening with blood
Silence