Pike sat up straighter, then regretted it as a small branch poked him in the back.

The few surviving branches poked through windows or waved forlornly in the air.

A branch, the end snapped off raggedly, poked through the opposite side, and several branches stretched across the gondola above their heads.

Vines clung to feet, branches poked at bodies, and leaves obscured vision.

She rolled onto a thick branch that lay on the ground; the branch poked her wounded neck, causing her pain and the realization that the previous night had not been a dream.

If we paddled forward, branches poked into our eyes; if we went backward, limbs snagged the kayak.

But where the branches poked above the snow, drastic things happened.

The small branch of a dead tree poked his bicep rudely and he winced.

There was a scratch there on the bicep, a fresh scratch, exactly where the dead branch had poked him.

Lyspa was wedged between two trees, their branches poking her, their leaves covering her face.