Metaphors

We read "Metaphors" by Sylvia Plath, which is a riddle poem using lots of descriptive, visual metaphors. Students then wrote their own metaphor poems describing aspects of their appearance.


2nd Period

Metaphors
Patrice P.

Chocolate brown drapes, perfect and soft and gentle.
Light brown stars on a cream sheet with light brown dots.
Gentle white figures with five points.
Gentle all year round.

Metaphors
Ishmael G.

White marble
But a red cherry
A bumpy road
With ocean's ripples
In the depression
There is a lion's stride
With a base of curved platforms
And a canopy of onyx leaves

Brendan L.

My head is a giant thumb print
My ears are upside down eggs
My teeth are pearls
My fingernails may be the heads of white haired people
My feet are those of a puppy
My legs are tree trunks
My scar is a happy face
My hair is a thick brush

Metaphors
Ruth T.

I'm a spark in the night
Branches on a tree
Legs on a tiger
pale pink, bright red
sky blue, grass green sunflower yellow
half of a heart, half of a strawberry
Curly citrus of an orange peel
Creamy white

Metaphors
Jenny S.

I am a body on earth
with toes like long baby carrots
with bitten nails of jagged knives
with fingers of lengthy twigs
my eyes are brown leaves
My brain is a ball of ideas
with ears of small swirly lollipops
I was born in this world
with my body this way
I can't change it anyway


5th Period

Kristen H.

Inside an apple
Outside a melon
Bread sticks
Mop on a stick
Long strand of dead
Point of a cone
Stuffy as can be
Leafs turning brown
Muddy green water

Joanna K.

They are two full circles glowing in the dark
They are deep pools of dark chocolate
It is a never ending pit in the dark muddy ground
They are ponds shimmering in the morning sunlight
They are dark gems in the rocks

Metaphors
Natalia C.

The color is so vibrant.
A dirty river,
A forest color.
I show you the mountains
And the rivers.
I am the ocean in which you travel.
I own the color in the sky when terrible tornado is approaching.
Look into my eyes and believe what I am saying.

Julia C.

I am ruler with ten inches
A twig chipped off at the end
A house with out two floors
Just one, but only one
I am just below the average line
A speck in a giant throng
I am not bothered by the
calls there's nothing wrong at all
Because I always say to you
I'm not short, you're just too tall


7th Period

Aura E.

A wisp of ash against a bright sky
the bottom of a murky pool
Hot lava seeps through cracked dirt
A cavern of stalagmites and stalactites that crush

Beatrice E.

The roots of a large tree
Stretching to the farthest corners
A mixture of dark chocolate chips
In a long brownie
A long rod


8th Period

Eva S.
Metaphors

My hair is bright yellow hay
Leaves on the tree in fall
and the sun at its height in the sky
My eyes are bright green gems
Grass in the wide open field
And leaves in the spring breeze
My hands are long pale forks
Sausages attached to a plate
A large giant duck bill
I am a tall straight tree
I am me

Jes M.

Not very witty but pretty sharp.
Pain with metal around every month.
Supposedly cleaned twice a day.
All of them one of a kind.
Tiny spaces in between them all.
They are white with red all around.


Adam W.

Full of scars from past bouts.
Aches from years of fighting.
Filled with signs of strength and weakness
Pain comes with all the losses.
Yet joy with each victory.
Has been through so much yet still well alive.
Protects all it covers.
Mostly there for shape and warmth.
Maybe not protect but keeps it all in.
For it is the main thing on my body it is my skin.


Chris B.

I'm a ruler four feet five inches
I have a cold death stare
Giraffe necks for arms
Big Elephant ears
Metal chains in my mouth
I have Einstein's brain
I walk with a peacock strut

Luis G.

A rowing water spout
A long canoe
A string holding a boulder
Half a coconut on a round grape
A cheetah running
A geometric figure