The world is so full
of a number of things,
I'm sure we should all
be as happy as kings.
The fire crackles under the stars.
The water sizzles above the fire.
The campers crunching on potato chips.
Click! Clack! Click! Clack!
The tent poles clicking and clacking together.
As we prepare our sleeping bags to go to sleep.
The crickets say, “good-night”.
Friends are like chocolate cake
You can never have too many.
Chocolate cake is like heaven -
Always amazing you with each taste or feeling.
Chocolate cake is like life with so many different pieces.
Chocolate cake is like happiness, you can never get enough of itMetaphor
In the grey evening
I see a long green serpent
With its tail in the dahlias
It lies in loops across the grass
And drinks softly at the faucet
I can hear it swallow.
I'll love you, dear, I'll love you till China and Africa meet,
And the river jumps over the mountain
And the salmon sing in the street,
I'll love you till the ocean
Is folded and hung up to dry
And the seven stars go squawking
Like geese about the sky.Personification
The stars danced playfully in the moonlit sky
Ah Sunflower, weary of time, Who countest the steps of the sun; Seeking after that sweet golden clime Where the traveler’s journey is done.
Beside the lake, Beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze,
Continuous as the stars that shine
and twinkle on the milky way.
The fog comeson little cat feet.
It sits looking over harbor and cityon silent haunchesand then moves on.Allusion
The Cunninghams are country folks, farmers, and the crash hit them hardest.
Two households, both alike in Dignity,In fair Verona, where we lay our scene,From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.From forth the fatal loins of these two foesA pair of star-cross’d lovers take their life;