For Poetry Month 2014,
I’m searching for metaphors and similes.
Join me!  Here’s a bit more on this month’s project.
I looked out my window today as a young couple, walking hand and hand,
turned to walk up my neighbor’s driveway.
Hand and hand. Â What’s something to compare that to?
I thought of our morning glory vine threading through a fence.
Hand in hand, like a morning glory vine…hand in hand, your hand, mine.
Raw material for a poem someday?
Perhaps.
What’s your simile?