With your classmates and Tay Tay Figurative Language With your classmates and Tay Tay

Adjectives are great…but you can take it one step farther. Good start

Figurative Language Devices The cars crashed. Metaphor: The car crash is a harsh cacophony of accident sounds. There were sirens, people yelling, cars honking, and pedestrians exclaiming. Simile: The cars crashed so loud it was like a thunderclap right in my ears. Hyperbole: The car crash caused a back up on the highway. People were stuck in traffic for days. Personification: The screeching tires seemed to scream, “No, don’t hit me!” right before the cars crashed. Onomatopoeia: Screech! Crash! Crunch! The cars crashed together on the highway. Figurative Language Devices

Poets like Shakespeare His face was redder than a Cardinal’s feathers. He was screaming like a banshee in the middle of the grocery store. The basement floor was flooded half way up my knees; as cold as the first time you get into a pool on a summer day. The toddler was as angry as a brown bear mother protecting her cubs from predators. I slowly took little nibbles like a mouse of the delicious, soft chocolate donut. The cars crashed sounding like two pop cans being crushed. Two cars entwined together, a mess of twisted metal. The basement floor was flooded like New Orleans when Katrina hit. Her eyes sparkled as she felt the comfort of her teddy bear’s softness. The chocolate felt like sweet velvet on my tongue. Poets like Shakespeare

Taylor Swift’s ‘Red’ Figurative Language up the wazoo in some pop music.

Loving him is like driving a new Maserati down a dead-end street Faster than the wind, passionate as sin, ending so suddenly Loving him is like trying to change your mind once you're already flying through the free fall Like the colors in autumn, so bright just before they lose it all Losing him was blue like I'd never known Missing him was dark grey all alone Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you never met But loving him was red Loving him was red Touching him was like realizing all you ever wanted was right there in front of you Memorizing him was as easy as knowing all the words to your old favorite song Fighting with him was like trying to solve a crossword and realizing there's no right answer Regretting him was like wishing you never found out that love could be that strong Remembering him comes in flashbacks and echoes Tell myself it's time now, gotta let go But moving on from him is impossible When I still see it all in my head In burning red Burning, it was red And that's why he's spinnin' 'round in my head Comes back to me, burning red Yeah, yeah His love was like driving a new Maserati down a dead-end street

Your turn! Write a third verse. It must be four lines long. It does not have to contain only similes (like Taylor’s do). Write a dialogue between Taylor Swift and the guy she’s talking about in this song. You need 6-8 lines of dialogue. Be sure to include some figurative language to describe the setting or their feelings. Your turn!