¶ … metaphors in communication allows us to "tap into a richer vein of language and thought." (Kirby et al., 1999, p. 82) They allow us to better describe our world to those around us, than mere description alone, promoting more effective communication. By blending aspects of other ideas and images with the thoughts we are trying to convey, metaphors allow us to bring our ideas to life, and help others have a clearer understanding of the ideas we are trying to convey. In the example below, metaphors not only liven up a description of a somewhat mundane task, but can also add an element of emotion to the description, allowing the reader to feel as if they actually experienced the occurrence.
As the sun scowled down, the parched city below cried out in thirst. Crowds of dust had overtaken the usually lushly lined streets, rioting as impatient cars drove over them stirring them into the pale sky. Anything within reach of the irritated dust quickly became covered as they once again settled down, waiting for the next disturbance. My car too had become encased in a sweater of these sun worshippers as I made my daily commute...
Not able to stand the sight of my once sparkling travel companion dressed in her dingy, dusty frock, it became apparent that I must take action immediately.
Slowly I made my way through the tangle of other dehydrated travelers, the relentless sun stretching her fingers through the windows, as the thermometer inside inched up quietly and without fuss. There, just ahead, was the sanctuary I sought. The car wash called longingly to me, pulling me through traffic.
As I pulled into the relief of the stall, my car sighed to a halt, breathing in the cool, shaded air. I exited the confines of my vehicle and made my way to the animal staring unblinkingly at me from the wall. My change clinked loudly in the empty belly of the beast as he came to life and began to spew precious water from the mouth of his long snout. I gripped the snout and aimed at my desiccated exterior of my car.
The soap and water danced joyfully on the surface. Droplets bounced about like children with a new toy. They sang a chorus of moisture as they played along the hood of my car. The angry dust, however,…
