Like a big fat leech, the sun sucked and sapped the lifeblood from the fragile crops.
The frustrated sun glared fiercely from behind the thick clouds, as thwarted and angry as a waning dictator unable to sustain the supremacy he had recently taken for granted.
The sun softly spread its gentle warmth across the land, like a child’s blanket.
The sun stamped its mark on the humans like a branding iron, leaving raw, red patterns on flesh that had been exposed to its heat.
Like a magnificent soufflé, the sun rose majestically, peaking at noon. It then softly and slowly deflated, sinking back from its heights, to below the rim of the horizon.
That's exactly what happens to my souffles too Sue! How did you get the accent on the e?
ReplyDeleteI really liked the comparison with the child's blanket. It made me feel very warm inside.
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Some very anti-sun stuff here - I enjoyed it. To imagine the sun sapping and sucking rather than giving and pouring was a very effective reversal. The second one has a very 'deliberately overdone' comic tone, and works really well. In fact each simile seems to belong to a different novel, which was quite remarkable!
ReplyDeleteThanks for comments. Anti-sun stuff was a deliberate attempt to provide a new perspective.
ReplyDelete...Gadaffi was an inspiration.. how many people can say that?!
Re soufflé with accent - I used spell checker in word. (I copy/paste from word to blog posts) Spell-checked this response box and had same options re correcting/adding.
I liked the similes Sue, especially the way you introduced some wit into them. For me though the one I liked best was the reference to the child's blanket. PETER
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