Published: November 2018
Similes are a form of figurative language that use the words "like" or "as" to compare two things. Similes are a writing technique used by poets and all writers to create rich imagery and memorable connections for their readers. Writers use similes to enhance descriptions of feelings, experiences or objects by comparing them vividly to something else.
Learn more: What are Similes And Metaphors In Poetry?
'Tis the season for warmth and cheer,
To be with our family and those we hold dear.
But what if we are miles away?
What if we can't be there on Christmas day?
in Sister Poems
Analysis of Form and Technique
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A sister is someone who loves you from the heart.
No matter how much you argue, you cannot be drawn apart.
She is a joy that cannot be taken away.
Once she enters your life, she is there to stay.
I was 9 when I first found out I have a sister. I remember I would dream of knowing her and that someday we would met.
I used to watch other children play with their sisters and think to...
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A family is like a circle.
The connection never ends,
and even if at times it breaks,
in time it always mends.
I enjoyed reading this poem. The poet uses relevant and strong similes that remain in the reader's mind. There's no way one can separate from their families because they found it there and at...
A friend is like a star that twinkles and glows
Or maybe like the ocean that gently flows.
A friend is like gold that you should treasure
And take care of forever and ever.
I love this so much it made my whole family smile.
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Be like the willow that bends,
shade that it sends,
peace that it lends.
This is an amazing poem - saying so much in very few words. Things don't always go the way we want, and sometimes we have to adapt and do so cheerfully - a very important lesson. It is also...
Analysis of Form and Technique
Me without you
is like a leafless fall,
a snowless winter,
and a flowerless spring.
I'm madly in love with my girl, but suddenly things changed. She cut the communication, so I can't reach her. I don't know if she will be back. I'm feeling choked and lonely. Life without her...
What happens to a dream deferred?
Does it dry up
like a raisin in the sun?
in Haiku
Analysis of Form and Technique
JANUARY
Delightful display
Snowdrops bow their pure white heads
To the sun's glory.
I love this poem sooooo much! Can't stop reading it. I am in love with the absolute perfect descriptions of each month...great job Paul.
Raindrops on window panes
Stars at night that are just airplanes
Sparks of light out in the distance
Reminding me of the space between us
I can relate to this. I think about if I could have done things differently. I feel like if I were there when my John fell and died I could have prevented him from that tragic fall. I am mad...
Time is like the wind,
Slow and smooth.
Time can change swiftly,
Fast and fierce.
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