personification exercises

Discussion in 'Writers Forum' started by drazil, Aug 24, 2005.

  1. drazil

    drazil Member

    you know what personification is .its when you give humand traits to non human objects .like "the wind sighed and carresed her restless bosum",the wind doesnt sigh and a bosum doesnt get restless
    anyways i'd like to hear an example of your personification or comparing an addiction need to hanging off the edge of a cliff.something like,"clinging desperately to the ledge of their dwindling willpower,taken over by the glaring need to feed the monster within that growls in hunger".yeah ,i know its cheesy ,but its an example.
  2. Some of these are common:

    1. The bonfire made the shadows of those sitting around it dance on the trees to primal songs long past.

    2. The cold nibbled at her exposed feet.

    Well, that's all that I can think about right now...maybe I'll get some others later.
  3. Keramptha

    Keramptha Senior Member

    personifications in my poetry... SCHOOL.... gripping on to the edges, one foot in.
  4. thrashthemic

    thrashthemic Member

    She wept so long that the trees and bushes began weeping with her.
  5. Samhain

    Samhain Lifetime Supporter Lifetime Supporter

    Not moving, only waiting, the darkness, an evil sight, giggles wickedly on the edge of the mind.
  6. dirtydog

    dirtydog Banned

    What have they done to the Earth?
    What have they done to our fair sister?
    Ravaged and plundered and ripped her and bit her,
    Stuck her with knives in the side of the dawn and
    Tied her with fences and
    Dragged her down.
    I hear a very gentle sound.
    With your ears down to the ground.
    Very near yet very far,
    Very soft yet very clear.
    Come today, come today.
    We want the world, and we want it...
    Persian night, babe.
    See the light, babe.
    Save us.
    Save us.
    And when the music's over,
    Turn out the lights.
    -- Morrison
  7. floydianslip6

    floydianslip6 Senior Member

    ^HA niiiiice

    The bullets bit into my back and the darkness swallowed me whole and alive; when it finally vomitted me back out I was somewhere completely different. It was more like dreaming than anything really...
  8. Musikero

    Musikero Lifetime Supporter Lifetime Supporter

    In its fury, the rain gave our tent a severe beating while the wind screamed...

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