And we were at the beach last week where we were reminded of the rising and falling of the tide, the pull of the moon, the shifting sand.
Fresh and unusual descriptions give familiar images new meaning, just as similes and metaphors connect images with our experience in unique ways. I've come across a few that I really like lately, lines that leave me wondering, "Why didn't I think of that?":
--...sleep was a mirage, a wavy blue line in the desert that you never actually got to
--...crushed by the heavy mantle of his expectations
--...the snow, a gorgeous sea of sugar-ice
--...stories stacked up like dinner napkins
--...the great lumbering guilt
--...clinging onto this life like a squirrel scrambling up the icy pitch of a roof
--...the sound of a person trying to wrestle an enormous sorrow to the ground.
--...an act akin to pulling a full grown sheep from a top hat
--...sleep was like a bean he managed to balance for a moment on the tip of his nose
--...her heart stuttered with joy and relief
These are just a few examples taken from my current reading list. And here are a couple from my own work:
--...my mother is the patron saint of mortifcation, exoneration, and reconciliation all rolled up in one
--...the grass underfoot was as brittle and brown as rusty Brillo
--...he reaches over and sweeps away the last thread of hope that hangs between everything I have taken for granted over the years and what lies ahead
--...pulling her IV stand along behind her like a two-year old, "Come along now. It's time to go potty."
--...the western horizon was swathed in cotton candy
Have you come across any memorable examples lately? Have you come up with any yourself? I'd love to hear them.
"Every time a child says,
'I don't believe in fairies,'
there's a fairy somewhere that falls down dead."
--Sir James M. Barrie--
*In my next post I plan to expound on this saying:
"Do what you like.
Like what you do."
--Life Is Good--