Parker's Figurative Language Practice

The smallest sprout shows that there is really no death.

• Idiom

• Metaphor

• Hyperbole

• Simile

Love is a breach in the walls, a broken gate.

• Simile

• Hyperbole

• Metaphor

• Idiom

The lights from the parlor and kitchen shone out / Through the blinds and the windows and bars; And high over head and all moving about, / There were thousands of millions of billions of stars

• Metaphor

• Simile

• Idiom

• Hyperbole

A trumpet-vine covered an arbour / With the red and gold of its blossoms. Red and gold like the brass notes of trumpets.

• Simile

• Metaphor

• Idiom

• Overstatement

Hopeless, there stand the purple jars / Of night to spill oblivion

• Metaphor

• Personification

• Simile

• Hyperpole

Where far remote / The moonbeams gloat

• Metaphor

• Personification

• Hyperbole

• Simile

I guess that my friends were just pulling my leg.

• Simile

• Idiom

• Hyperbole

• Personification

So lightly I played with those dark memories, / Just as a child, beneath the summer skies, Plays hour by hour with a strange shining stone

• Metaphor

• Simile

• Personification

• Hyperbole

a blessing in disguise

• Hyperbole

• Metaphor

• Simile

• Idiom

Love is a young green willow / shimmering at the bare wood's edge.

• Personification

• Metaphor

• Hyperbole

• Simile