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Define As Many As Possible
1. Metaphor2. Simile3. Personification4. Stanza5. Symbol6. Imagery7. Hyperbole8. Onomatopoeia9. Alliteration
2nd Section of Notebook
Simile/Alliteration
Her smile was like the summer
2
Metaphor/Alliteration
My baby brother is a pig
2
Personification/Onomatopoeia/Simile/Imagery/Alliteration
The thunder grumbled like an old man
5
Onomatopoeia
I zipped up my jacket
1
Hyperbole
He’s got tons of money
1
Symbol/Alliteration
The chain between us had
broken
2
Metaphor/Imagery/Alliteration
Her hair was a rat’s nest
3
Personification/Imagery
The clouds wept and their tears drenched the hills
2
Alliteration/Personification
Imagery
They froze in fear as his words fell quietly to the floor
3
Symbol/Imagery
Her heart was full of darkness
2
Metaphor/Personification
Imagery
The tree was a hand, clawing at the sky
3
Personification/Alliteration
I could hear the cake calling my name
2
Hyperbole
This is the best thing that’s ever happened to me!
1
Simile/Imagery/Alliteration
His words felt as sharp and hot as flaming knives
3
Imagery/PersonificationAlliteration
At the end of the day, I let the soft bed swallow me up
3
Onomatopoeia/Imagery
The bacon sizzled on the
pan
2
Hyperbole
I’ve told you a million times to do your homework
Imagery/ Metaphor
Her eyes were so full of tears that they gushed into a flood on her cheeks
Imagery
The eerie silence was shattered by her scream
Simile/Imagery
The humiliation seeped like water into my bones
Simile/Personification/Imagery
The story swallowed me up like a starving lion
Alliteration
The wind whispered across the wide and weary earth
Alliteration/Imagery
The tears sank to my skin as my heart filled with sadness
Symbol/Imagery/Metaphor
The battlefield was a sea of
red
Onomatopoeia
My alarm buzzed
Stanza
Oh, give us pleasure in the flowers to-day; And give us not to think so far away As the uncertain harvest; keep us here All simply in the springing of the year.
Oh, give us pleasure in the orchard white,Like nothing else by day, like ghosts by night; And make us happy in the happy bees, The swarm dilating round the perfect trees.
Symbol/Imagery/Personification
The blackness swallowed her
up