Entries By Linda
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scarf
Is a long, usually narrow garment that can be worn about the neck to keep you warm or it can be worn as a decorative accessory. They come in all kinds of fibers — wools, silks, cottons.
Posted By Linda On 07.17.2008 @ 9:59 am
Once I was scuba diving and saw an eel that was black with white spots. It looked exactly like a silk scarf to me. It was beautiful.
Posted By Linda On 07.17.2008 @ 9:50 am
Today it was so cold that I had to wear my red striped scarf with the fringe to keep my neck warm. It was windy & it blew the scarf away & I had to chase down the road to try to catch it I fell on some ice & ended up breaking my leg & not retrieving my scarf.
Posted By Linda On 07.17.2008 @ 8:35 am
twig
It fell on deaf ears, the compliment did. To one who constantly dressed to conceal the boney collabones, the ugly wrists, being called a twig was no compliment.
Posted By Linda On 09.25.2009 @ 7:45 pm
comma
She stood beside his hospital bed, tears running down her face. Why would such an excellent grammarian ever have to fall into such a deep, unflinching comma?
Posted By Linda On 09.24.2009 @ 12:25 pm
mercury
there is sometimes to much mercury in fish oil. I wonder just what would happen if an over dose of mercury got into the system. a baby having its temp taken using a thermometer has mercury. interesting thought
Posted By Linda On 09.21.2009 @ 8:12 pm
distract
Distract is to not put attention at something because youre seeing something else.
Posted By Linda On 09.20.2009 @ 9:26 pm
penny
the penny dropped…
Lying on her back in the dark, she opened her eyes wide and whispered, “I’ve got it!”
She reached for her mobile phone to see it was 2:34am. She quietly laughed, careful not to wake her partner grinding his teeth beside her.
Posted By Linda On 09.16.2009 @ 5:36 pm
logical
ethos, pathos, logos. logos is the most important way to appeal an audience when giving a persuasive speech. One must be LOGICAL and make sense, otherwise people will not believe it.
Posted By Linda On 09.11.2009 @ 1:39 pm
knot
Knots are often made by sailors on a ship. I think boy scouts learn different kinds of knots as well. I learned knots when I was younger. I took macrame classes and made all kinds of jewelry out of knots. It is a lot of fun, especailly when you add beads.
Posted By linda On 09.09.2009 @ 3:49 pm
bleep
course
the course of life goes on, they always say, even my English teacher who was presently talking about the force of circumstance- but my life seemed as if it had stopped- I felt awful.
Posted By Linda On 12.17.2008 @ 7:05 am
aware
sober many are not feelings are so important i hope i am especially of family and nature sleeping is bad for awareness awareness can be good or bad sometimes ignorance is rarely good
Posted By Linda On 11.30.2008 @ 7:39 am
held
I held something in my hand. What an awesome thing to hold. I have power when I hold. I can hold a flower and crush it to smell is fragrance. I can hold it out to someone else to give it. I can hold it tight to make sure no one else can have it. I can hold it out for all the world to see. I held it. It held me with the thought that it was mine to hold. God holds us in His hand too. He sometimes crushes us in circumstances to release our fragrance of praise and trust and faith. He holds us to give light to a lost and dying world. He holds us tight and won’t let us go even when we fall. He holds us for all to see. I held something. It was this thought of holding.
Posted By linda On 11.22.2008 @ 12:30 pm
event
everything that happens in the outer world is an event. It may or may not involve me.
Posted By linda On 06.25.2009 @ 1:10 am
track
something you run on; something it’s not easy to stay on! It’s best to get on the right track. It’s a pain to track your time, but it helps keep you “on track”. Tracking my menu for the weeks is the best way for me to stay at/get to my proper weight. How do I know when my 60 seconds is up? I want to keep track of this time too! But then I might not pay attention to what I’m typing. This is a fun exercise. Except that I am starting to babble which means that I am getting off track. Maybe this doesn’t stop me at 60 seconds. Hmmmmmm……
Posted By Linda On 06.24.2009 @ 5:30 am
stereo
His acoustic guitar sings gently to my soul My soul awakens to his song His pick and strum stroke my heart My body melts at his sigh.
Posted By Linda On 09.04.2009 @ 8:59 am
licorice
His long dark hair hung over his left eye. Mysterious. I could almost taste him upon my lips. Licorice. Dark and Intense. He seemed approachable, his casual stance giving motion to my feet.
“Hey”, I just managed to procure before losing my breath in his deep blue eyes as he looked up into mine.
Posted By Linda On 09.02.2009 @ 9:03 pm
cigarette
Jackson could almost see the smoke coming out his mother’s ears, her eyes burning holes in his like the one on his shirt.
Posted By Linda On 09.02.2009 @ 2:28 am
coffin
It had the patina of rustic charm. The worn timber in varying hues of death and decay, the rusty elegant seized latch…
Posted By Linda On 08.19.2009 @ 4:50 pm
itch
Sometimes, I itch to do stuff. Sometimes, I itch to draw, Sometimes, I itch to play, Sometimes, I itch to be different. But during some itchy times.. I don’t itch it.
Posted By Linda On 08.15.2009 @ 10:19 pm
radio
I have no relation to my radio. We broke up, I got a new friend now. Her name is www, and I use her all the time, she gives me everything I want. Radio gave me the stuff she wanted me to listen to, but not what I searched for.
Posted By Linda On 08.12.2009 @ 8:05 am
cleanse
I felt that I had to cleanse my palate after the horrible meal that I shared with my least favorite acquaintance. You know the type, there the persdon that calls you once a month to ask you to meet for lunch on what happens to be the busiest day of your week so far; the person that sends an email every other day to inform you of what a bastard her boyfriend-of-the-week is and how much she loves him in spite of it all…we all have that friend-acquaintance.
Posted By Linda On 08.11.2009 @ 6:46 am
He stokes the fire, sweat running down his furnace-burnt face. Extended before him, never leaving his watchful gaze, the little crucible of gold shines bright as the sun.
Posted By Linda On 08.10.2009 @ 6:03 pm
gallery
There is a one shop stop gallery at the end of the street. See one, buy one, and contribute with one item. These items are fabulous. You can’t imagine what people can create. Lovely stuff.
Posted By Linda On 08.10.2009 @ 2:13 am
collapse
fall down, building help this cant be happening. What are we going to do? We have to survive, but we can’t. It’s too much. We will die, oh well. It’s not the end though, is it? Things go on. Without us, don’t they? Will we go on? Maybe not. Not so that we remember it anyway
Posted By linda On 08.04.2009 @ 5:46 pm
planet
E-arth: Blue in appearance from the distance. A giant watermelon covered in rotten sultanas. E-arthlings are best known for their tendancy to get into bad habits and rarely get out of them without seeking some form of divine intervention. Falling apart at an alarming rate, disintegrating exponentially as time progresses.
… waiting patiently for the end of it all.
Posted By Linda On 08.02.2009 @ 6:05 pm
respond
She clicked her mouse on refresh again. Waiting… Waiting…
She knew it was shocking news, but she really needed to hear from him that it would all be okay.
Posted By Linda On 08.02.2009 @ 1:12 am
pause
i really don’t wish to pause. . .it’s summer, I want to move, to experience, to keep on going. Pause will have time enough when the days grow long in the twilight of my years. . . Until then, no. . . I shall continue to do!
Posted By Linda On 07.24.2009 @ 11:34 am
