Above the foliage, the trunk seemed to rise forever.

At last the trunk seemed to roll up and became a regular nose.

The trunk of the Tree seemed to have grown fingers, rough like bark, that wrapped themselves around him.

The trunk seems to be lined with little mouths.

Its trunk seemed to be made of overlaying patches.

Every bough and trunk seemed to be suffering under its own weight.

Their straight trunks and dark green canopy seemed to defy distance, being so clearly visible at what must have been many miles away.

Then the fingers of one hand moved, an arm moved, and the trunk seemed to shift very slightly.

The effect is particularly awkward because a gap under the lid makes the trunk seem permanently ajar.

His two trunks seemed to be functioning, if slightly squashed.