Sunday, 10 April 2011

Margaret - Tree Similes

The tree stood with its branches spread across the gateway, as though it were a guard stretching out his arms to prevent unwanted visitors.

As the wind moved gently through the canopy of the tree, the leaves moved like dancers swaying to the rhythm of the breeze.

As the gentle breeze moved through the canopy of the trees, the leaves seemed to murmur like children playing Chinese whispers.

The lines of tall cedars appeared like two rows of soldiers standing to attention, in a guard of honour spreading along both sides of a great ceremonial procession.

The sun shining through the leaves on the tree made a pattern on the ground like a silhouette of a paper doyley.

Out of the deep dark mist a large ancient gnarled tree appeared, like some giant troll, with hair blowing in the wind and arms flailing madly, as though to ward away strangers travelling along the road at night.

2 comments:

  1. The last simile was very eerie Margaret. You did reach out to my imagination with this one - I really didn't want to go out and post my letter after reading it! ( we have no lights in our village - and it is surrounded by trees....)

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  2. Enjoyed each of these similes Margaret. They were vivid and thought provoking. PETER

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