Bad music is music that I don't want to hear. The run-down house appeared depressed. My computer throws a fit every time I try to use it. The reader will know that the expression is figurative but will be able to envision it in her mind. A carpet of bluebells and daffodils covers the earth below. It runs through the hedges of Goosegog Lane, cuffing the birds to sing.
The snow swaddled the earth like a mother would her infant child. Here are some more personification examples used in prose and poetry that you can go through. The wind howled its mighty objection. Everyone knows what a person is, but do you know what is? The concept of personification is commonly used in poetry, where things are often described as having feelings. The moon was a lantern in the night sky. Personification is also heavily featured in poetry and songs.
With this rainbow promise, they part. William Shakespeare uses it throughout Romeo and Juliet. I have used italics to highlight the examples of personification in this poem: these are all the occasions when human qualities have been given to the subject. From the first full spread to the ending, Burton uses the same exact page layout and view of the house throughout the entire book. The blizzard swallowed the town.
A mother nurtures a new-born baby, and in the same way the sun encourages a tiny seed to develop into a fully grown plant. Polka dots of blood rich roses stand out. The curtains danced in the breeze. High and low golden notes tremble free upon river runs to proud bushes land. Copyright © Year Posted 2010 Personification Poem Spring stirs her eager young Giving life, renewed to those Who stand about and doze She whispers hope of things begun Beneath winter's cold repose.
Morning is a quiet time full of soft, gentle sounds. Rain quickly speckled the windscreen. Personification should not be used in technical writing or scientific papers. His constant showers drench her very soul. Perhaps the bookshelf in your office, the cool November air, your refrigerator, the tree in your backyard, your pet gerbil, or even the bird making a ruckus outside of your window. And Maiden of Summer thrusts her tanned arms fluid, raw, loving: then, to explode into an awakened prance which enhances love's sizzle through her open light gently reeling with my bold adventures; only to fade quickly in luscious splendour. His limbs have been here and there shattered; his back begins to look mossy and dilapidated; but after all, there is a piquant, decided air about him, that speaks the old age of a tree of distinction, a kingly oak.
There are cited in this article, which can be found at the bottom of the page. The thunder grumbled like an old man. For love of day, for love of night. Michelle Golden is an English teacher in Athens, Georgia. She did not realize that opportunity was knocking at her door. The cow jumped over the moon; the little dog laughed to see such sport. Bring your thoughts to me.
While making my way to my car, it appeared to smile at me mischievously. Festoons of lavanders, garlands of lilacs marched a primrose path for the queen while the fruits from cherries' hush blush; to peaches supple flair winks on mellow pear. Winter, wearing crystal shards Bares her nudity to all Standing gracefully tall She lays a white robe upon my yard While singing her wanton call. After all, they were part of a rain forest already two thousand years old and scheduled for eternity, so they ignored the men and continued to rock the diamondbacks that slept in their arms. This could have a longer narrative and involve more developed imaginative imagery.
It took the river to persuade them that indeed the world was altered. Pure white no more, ink-stained they would stay. Regal in blinding white are the fays and fairies. There was no one there. Today I see him standing, dimly revealed through the mist of falling snows; tomorrow's sun will show the outline of his gnarled limbs--all rose color with their soft snow burden; and again a few months, and spring will breathe on him, and he will draw a long breath, and break out once more, for the three-hundredth time, perhaps, into a vernal crown of leaves. There's sleigh rides in the snow as children Show adults how much fun it can be To build a much loved snowman, as they Recall the glory of it all from younger years.