Metaphors

I'm a riddle in nine syllables. 

An elephant, a ponderous house, 


A melon strolling on two tendrils. 


O red fruit, ivory, fine timbers! 


This loaf's big with its yeasty rising. 


Money's new-minted in this fat purse. 


I'm a means, a stage, a cow in calf. 


I've eaten a bag of green apples,

Boarded the train there’s no getting off.


- Sylvia Plath