Our words are: Pinch, Nose, Topple, Tocsin (a signal, especially of alarm, sounded on a bell or bells), Contest, Forward, Crestfallen, Fence, Edge, Pile, Whistle, Lick
I couldn’t stand the odor I had to pinch my nose My head felt like a bobble I toppled when I rose The tocsin was resounding A contest to the ears A record on fast forward A fence to hold my fears I stand and look crestfallen like a diver on the edge waiting for the water to rise up to the ledge I pile up my courage and whistle away my fears I lick my dry and salty lips I’m wise beyond my years.
It must have been a miracle a treasure in disguise a product of some courage a manic draws the line a limit for the first time a line drawn in the sand a way to stop the chaos an adventure close at hand.
Come on it it’s just about time time for that meeting time for the sublime thinking of the matters that stay close at hand trying to ignore it not giving in to demand ignoring all the effort to pull your thoughts away save the casual get together for another day.
An idiom is a phrase, saying, or a group of words with a metaphorical (not literal) meaning, which has become accepted in common usage. An idiom’s symbolic sense is quite different from the literal meaning or definition of the words of which it is made.
Okay, I’m not going to beat around the bush here. I’m going to bite the bullet and just write. I know most of my blog followers won’t cut me any slack so I want to make it good.
What you might say when he saunters your way and your skin starts to crawl and you wish you were small enough to just shrink but you’ve no time to think.
Well, I’m going to call it a night. I didn’t try to cut any corners even though I am a little under the weather, so I take this weight off my shoulders and say “goodnight”!
There once was a time when I believed that true love came in a virtual box enveloped by a full spectrum of feelings where you found yourself lost unable to breathe in a world where time does not exist but now I am torn because I bear a bruise that pushes me to tweak the bit of my life now bundled with hurt unable to remain enclosed in a beam of your light seeking the bandages of your love.
1. Trimeric has 4 stanzas 2. The first stanza has 4 lines 3. The other three stanzas have 3 lines each 4. The first line of each stanza is a refrain of the corresponding line in the first stanza (so 2nd stanza starts with the second line, third stanza starts with the third line, etc.). 5. The sequence of lines, then, is abcd, b – -, c – -, d – -.
Finding peace within yourself seeking pure happiness dispelling negativity realizing how beautiful life really is.
Seeking pure happiness quiet solitude blessed by others
Dispelling negativity realizing it cannot come if positivity stands in its way
Realizing how beautiful life really is Knowing so much is yet to come Making your own happiness
When the sun goes down and the lights turn on When the fog rolls in and it settles upon the surface we live on the place where we grow the place we will wither and burn and then go where it will be the time to turn fast and run for your life will be over and your existence is done.