Tag: Metaphor

  • On Eagle’s Wing

    We were visiting a little animal park. It was the kind of place that specializes in animals that you could see if you spent enough time outside in your local area. They always have a clever name like “Wonderful Wild Animals of South Central Kentucky.” We saw elk, wild turkey, and a prairie dog. The…

  • The Murder House

    There is a house down the street with a big, majestic maple tree in the front yard. There is always a group of doves hanging out in that tree. A group of doves is called a bevy. I don’t know the people that live in that house but we affectionately refer to their home as…

  • Bronze

    Today, we are going to talk about guitar strings. I know it’s not a fascinating topic but I think there may be a brilliant metaphor in here somewhere. Two days ago, I broke a string while practicing. It was the A-string. I had intended to change all of the strings and do some routine maintenance.…

  • Old Strings

    I know that I need new strings on my guitar. Some people change their strings after every aggressive session. I rarely change a string unless it snaps and sends a sharp wire flying towards my eyes. Lately, my b-string has been wearing out very quickly. New strings are very bright and shimmery but not in…

  • Trail of Turds

    Everything was all set. The food had been prepared. The table was set. The toilet was scrubbed. We were scheduled to have my side of the family at our house to celebrate Christmas. This is not the kind of thing that we do very often. We don’t get together as often as we should and…

  • Eyes Shut

    It was a beautiful, warm fall day and we were outside playing catch. My little girl is typically very brave but every time the ball was thrown her way, she would assume the position of fear. Hands over her head, eyes tight shut, hoping to magically catch the ball. Like every other dad, I yelled…

  • A Sailing Metaphor

    I realized yesterday that I have been sailing through the water at full speed without a rudder. I’ve been productive and I’m getting a lot done but I have no plan or direction. I’m going through the motions. I have a firmly entrenched routine that has allowed my creative process to continue. Everything is smooth…

  • Good Characters in a Bad Story

    I’ve been reading a disappointing book. I won’t mention the title because I would hate to accidentally recommend it. To be honest, I’m near the end and I’m embarrassed about the amount of time that I’ve lost with this book. The story is weak and the style is weird. I would simply stop reading it…

  • Let it Grow

    When the seasons start to change, I get the urge to change my face. I’m not talking about plastic surgery. As a beautifully bearded gentleman, I am referring to beard length. I suppose non-bearded individuals would experience the same sentiment. The equivalency would probably be the desire to have your hair cut or styled differently…