Entries By Carolyn
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lullaby
I heard the gentle lullaby waft through the neighbour’s window and it called memories of my childhood, my mother singing softly to me to make me fall asleep. It was making me fatugiued just listening to it, and I was thinking about the neighbour’s baby who must be falling asleep to it as well.
Posted By Carolyn On 05.20.2013 @ 9:43 am
baby
all of my friends seem to be having babies. I’m getting used to the fact that our lives are changing. But it bothers me that they seem to think they are somehow better people now. Not just better people than they used to be, but somehow better people than all of the rest of us. Including each other, which doesn’t even make sense.
Posted By Carolyn On 01.29.2013 @ 4:56 pm
compass
I’m lost! Oh no I’m lost! I wish I had a compass.
I’ve been stuck in these words for almost 3 weeks. I was thrown from a plane which I thought was taking me to Prague.
Posted By Carolyn On 01.12.2013 @ 3:39 pm
past
He walked past her, not realizing what he was seeing. He knew her. She was from his past. That haunted him for a moment, but he overcame it. He wondered what had happened to her.
Posted By Carolyn On 11.29.2012 @ 10:45 am
square
The pen was square. Small, too. Ten paces by ten paces – it left her with little room to move. Still, at least she could move. And while she could move, she had hope. Hope of leaving. Hope of escape. Hope of being somewhere else.
Posted By carolyn On 11.23.2012 @ 8:00 pm
draw
the first memory i really have of drawing was as a young girl, going into my grandpas part of the house to ask him how to draw clouds. I was tired of drawing the generic cloud shape that looked nothing like the ones I saw in the sky. He showed me : look, it’s just like drawing eye brows!
Posted By carolyn On 11.11.2012 @ 6:27 pm
alive
Wondering what it is to be alive… is it the simple drawing of breath, a heartbeat? Or is it a state defined by what we think, feel, love?
To live is better than being alive.
Posted By Carolyn On 09.17.2012 @ 4:00 am
carbon
carbon is something that i learned about in science class. carbon dioxide will kill you if you breath it in. in apollo 13, my favorite movie, the astronauts figure out a way to change carbon dioxide back into oxygen so that they can breathe and survive. it ends up being a pretty scary situation but thank goodness tom hanks makes it out alive.
Posted By carolyn On 08.26.2012 @ 10:00 pm
side
To one side, there was a steep, ragged drop. To the other, a steep, ragged climb. Which direction did he want to go? Climbing either way, but up or down? He looked up. The blue sky against the brown rocks.
Posted By Carolyn On 08.24.2012 @ 5:52 am
half
Only half the milk made it into the glass. Josh sat there, staring off into space, while the milk crept down the table. No more, he thought. No more. Then he sighed.
Posted By Carolyn On 08.23.2012 @ 4:37 am
secret
Shhhh. Whispered words. Cupped hands. These secrets are the ones that spread. But the real secrets of the world are the ones that shout from every rooftop, only to deaf ears.
Posted By carolyn On 08.03.2012 @ 2:49 pm
props
They were pieces to the play that was her life. Her old life. When she went back it was all she could do to stop from bursting into tears at the memories each item held. Each piece of her broken heart. Daring to pick them up she felt her self start to cry.
Posted By Carolyn On 07.27.2012 @ 2:38 pm
statement
something said that once uttered can not be retracted. what you wear can also make a statement. It can be good or bad but no matter what it is the truth.
Posted By Carolyn On 07.26.2012 @ 7:38 pm
holder
Like a pencil holder? Like a trust holder? There aren’t a lot of people who hold my trust… or my pencils for that matter. There are a lot of holders in the whole world and you have to be careful what you choose to hold you items, because whether they are important or not, losing your items isn’t anything you want to do.
Posted By Carolyn On 07.24.2012 @ 7:55 pm
instructions
instructions are important in any process of learning or doing. They help to bring order and focus element into a given situation. Where would be be without instructions.
Posted By carolyn On 07.22.2012 @ 7:56 am
a set of detailed step by step how to do something or get something to work chronological order of a manual
Posted By carolyn On 07.22.2012 @ 7:50 am
suspects
He was one of them. Always a suspect. It made sense given his past, even more given his nature now. After all, how was one supposed to trust a demon? There were certain things he’d come to expect after coming back from hell. Suspicion was one of them. With a grin he joined the line up.
Posted By Carolyn On 07.20.2012 @ 1:43 pm
decorations
The first thing she noticed was the odd mask in the bath room. It threw her off, making her gasp when she saw it and put her hand to her heart. In the back of her mind she wondered who the hell thought a decoration like that was a good idea for a guest bathroom. Maybe for people you didn’t like?
Posted By Carolyn On 07.17.2012 @ 4:57 am
crew
I met the filming crew for the first time about 2 weeks ago. It’s rare when you click with 3 other people that way off of the bat. It was like a week of laughing and work. It didnt seem like work though because it was so much fun. I’m so happy I was able to participate in this project. I’ve always wanted something to do that had me interacting with other people especially the right people. I’m truly lucky
Posted By Carolyn On 07.15.2012 @ 4:56 pm
bucket
the bucket list. starring morgan freeman. in a perfect world morgan freeman would narrate every movie/show and audio book. yeah dats right.
Posted By carolyn On 07.08.2012 @ 6:03 pm
overalls
I used to wear overalls, they were really annoying, it felt like I was in jeans all over my body, which I guess I was, but I loved them because I only had to wear 1 piece of clothing.
Posted By Carolyn On 07.07.2012 @ 5:15 pm
saturday
its Saturday its the least of my worries its Saturday its the least on my mind i don’t know what to say because its Sunday that I’m worried about today i miss you you left me on Sunday and i want you bad why don t you stop talking now
Posted By Carolyn On 06.29.2012 @ 7:38 pm
crust
i want bread i really want bread i haven’t eaten for days and i really want bread i really want to teat i want to have sustenance and i want to survive i have a will to live and i will get that bread and i will get what i need to live even if it is one simple crust even if it is only a measly simple piece of crust
Posted By Carolyn On 06.28.2012 @ 7:10 pm
soups
At the soup kitchen, they had all kinds of things; it wasn’t fancy, but people from all over the world had come to work there, had come to share their specialties. There was Momma, who made a hot gumbo that could melt the ice from your heart in winter; there was Cherie, whose rich peasant stews and hearty bread could fill you up after a few spoonfuls; and of course Natasha, who ruled the kitchens, made pools, lakes, seas of borscht.
Posted By Carolyn On 06.25.2012 @ 1:38 pm
mayor
I think of mayor guiliani. The only mayor I know, I live in florida too and he’s the only one that comes to mind. It brings me back to the day in New York that were fun and careless. I miss those days. Maybe.
Posted By Carolyn On 06.15.2012 @ 12:56 pm
straw
The straw made her scalp itch, where it was stuck in her hair at all angles. She couldn’t bring herself to remove this last remnant of the rollicking, after her joy and her sweat and her tremblings were gone.
Posted By Carolyn On 06.13.2012 @ 8:21 pm
dilemma
The boy stood in front of the burning building, frozen. He had two choices: run back into kitchen and save his mom, or run around the back to the garage and save his dad.
Posted By Carolyn On 05.29.2012 @ 2:54 am
sliver
Silver is the colour of the wind, if the wind had a colour. It’s a unicorn’s mane blowing through the sky, and the glitter of non-gold. It’s the beautiful lining of sadness, and every cloud in the sky. It’s a new way of looking at things, and something new to covet.
Posted By Carolyn On 04.28.2012 @ 7:11 pm
pageant
Flash bulbs blinded her as she strode down the catwalk. She tried to keep her composure, to pretend that everything was fine, but it wasn’t. She shouldn’t be here. Not now, not ever.
Posted By carolyn On 03.19.2012 @ 5:09 pm
