A dinosaur that will roar really loud and will keep going. Or like a lion or pretty much anything. That will roar…. But you can make them mad and they will get roary. So watch out.
it was heard,
a deep growl
that sprinted past your ears
and straight for the bone.
it echoed
with a booming
that would have made
James Earl Jones
jealous.
It was something straight
out of a Ricola commercial.
I ran through the open bush, chased by the herd of horses. Soon, they passed me, and Mama horse and her baby were behind me, shadowing me to protect me from the rest of the herd. She bellowed her safety command to the baby, to stay with her. We both listened.
Bellow. Now there’s an underused word. How often to people bellow things anymore? I suppose bellowing is unattractive in this day and age. People want to hear yelling or shouting, but not bellowing. Probably because that implies something a bit more boisterous, a bit more urgent.
the bellow of the loud fog horn could be heard for miles around the fogged in port and light house. The ship’s captain could hear the long low horn and see the light but could not see anything else. At times he couldn’t even see the bow of his ship.
Bellow is a funny word really…It can be used playfully or, well, any way. To bellow is to make a usually low-pitched sound which is usually prolonged. Great word for essays I must say.
as i stood on the cliff top and watched the scene in front of me i couldnt help but to bellow at the people i couldnt belive wat i was seeing everyone in my family was dead and gone.
What I do when I stub my toe, or can’t be heard by my boyfriend wearing headphones, but I mostly bellow when I’ve lost all control, and turn into a monster that is so loud nothing can permeate it’s voice.
What I do when I stub my toe, or can’t be heard by my boyfriend wearing headphones, but I mostly bellow when I’ve lost all control, and turn into a monster that is so loud nothing can permeate it’s voice.
From the bellow, I heard a cry. Not a panicked high-pitched scream for help, but a small, muffled whimper. I knew this cry. I knew the privacy behind it and thus, to leave it be.
below the air is the earth, i dont want to be below i want to be above. below implies not enough or too low. sometimes it is good to be below i guess. like when you are below the requirements for higher loan payments or under the radar for trouble.
She could hear the ships horn bellowing, as she walked over the wide planked walk at the top of the house. She clutched the scarf closer to head, and peered into the fog, but could see nothing. Pausing at the edge closest to the sea, she began to pray.
scream yell fuss
looking at the mess on the floor, mother had that look in her eyes.
we all knew what it meant.
soon, we would hear her voice, no matter where we hid
whenever one of us was in trouble, her hollering could be heard throughout the house.
The fog horn blew a sound so loud it hurt my ears.
“All hands stand by!” he bellowed.
This was the worst storm yet. Fog seeped from the air surrounding us.
Bellowing is like a silly anger. It’s out of control, loud, but has an element of the elephant to it. When one bellows, the result is more of an amused smirk, rather than a cowed acquiescence.
He yelled at me from across the house, he told me I should leave. No, he shouted, angrily called to me, loudly trumpeted, bellowed. I felt it deep in my gut.
Almost fainting, coughing up the dust that swirled across the plain – and this was just a morning walk. Your thoughts, louder than they should have been for words unspoken, screamed from your expression. But we walked onward in the wind, in silence.
Not a word spoken, loud or soft, of the fight we didn’t win.
bellow is another word for yell. people bellow all the time.
By las13 URL on 01.17.2012
my brother bellows really loud sometimes. i hate it.
By diamondsss URL on 01.17.2012
A dinosaur that will roar really loud and will keep going. Or like a lion or pretty much anything. That will roar…. But you can make them mad and they will get roary. So watch out.
By vb4life URL on 01.17.2012
it was heard,
a deep growl
that sprinted past your ears
and straight for the bone.
it echoed
with a booming
that would have made
James Earl Jones
jealous.
It was something straight
out of a Ricola commercial.
By NuSol URL on 01.17.2012
“KARSEEENNNN!” I hear downstairs.
My pulse immediately quickens, knowing something is wrong.
My feet are up before my mind is as I go racing down the stairs.
I reach my mother’s room to see her laying in her bed.
“Will you get me a pickle?” she asks sheepishly.
By Karsen Meredith URL on 01.17.2012
ware you shout and roar
By jacob URL on 01.17.2012
I ran through the open bush, chased by the herd of horses. Soon, they passed me, and Mama horse and her baby were behind me, shadowing me to protect me from the rest of the herd. She bellowed her safety command to the baby, to stay with her. We both listened.
By ritajuanita URL on 01.17.2012
Bellow. Now there’s an underused word. How often to people bellow things anymore? I suppose bellowing is unattractive in this day and age. People want to hear yelling or shouting, but not bellowing. Probably because that implies something a bit more boisterous, a bit more urgent.
By Julia A. URL on 01.17.2012
Bellow
Yellow
Mellow
Cello
Hello Sun.
By Rebecca URL on 01.17.2012
Deep in the cave, dark as night,
He was alone, steeped in fright
Bellows he heard, none in sight,
Never again to see the light.
By B.R.Bellerophon URL on 01.17.2012
the bellow of the loud fog horn could be heard for miles around the fogged in port and light house. The ship’s captain could hear the long low horn and see the light but could not see anything else. At times he couldn’t even see the bow of his ship.
By j.renee on 01.17.2012
Bellow is a funny word really…It can be used playfully or, well, any way. To bellow is to make a usually low-pitched sound which is usually prolonged. Great word for essays I must say.
By Andres on 01.17.2012
i bellowed. so scary.
By Cody URL on 01.17.2012
as i stood on the cliff top and watched the scene in front of me i couldnt help but to bellow at the people i couldnt belive wat i was seeing everyone in my family was dead and gone.
By jdog URL on 01.17.2012
What I do when I stub my toe, or can’t be heard by my boyfriend wearing headphones, but I mostly bellow when I’ve lost all control, and turn into a monster that is so loud nothing can permeate it’s voice.
By Stephanie on 01.17.2012
it means to rour and you use bellows to get fire very hot
By Cody URL on 01.17.2012
To rower or make a loud noise
By subzero URL on 01.17.2012
B. bellow
E. elbow
L. loud
L. lousy
O. ocho
W. why did you read this
By S-man URL on 01.17.2012
Being a bellow is very tough. It’s tough because whenever I get to sleep by the fireplace people mean human squeeze and smoosh the air out of me.
By Tree URL on 01.17.2012
my favorite thing that roars is a tiger
By kelley URL on 01.17.2012
blue
red
green
orange
pink
purple
white
black…….
are the colors of my eyes.
jk!
By fancy girl URL on 01.17.2012
What I do when I stub my toe, or can’t be heard by my boyfriend wearing headphones, but I mostly bellow when I’ve lost all control, and turn into a monster that is so loud nothing can permeate it’s voice.
By Stephanie URL on 01.17.2012
My favorite animal is dragon cause they are so neat I think.
By kittens URL on 01.17.2012
The Grinch made a loud bellow when he got mad.
By kamator12 URL on 01.17.2012
yellow hello house mouse moose goose card yard
By S-man URL on 01.17.2012
From the bellow, I heard a cry. Not a panicked high-pitched scream for help, but a small, muffled whimper. I knew this cry. I knew the privacy behind it and thus, to leave it be.
By Ami on 01.17.2012
I don’t know anything about this thing.
By cayle URL on 01.17.2012
hi
By cayle URL on 01.17.2012
i cant log in to my accountit keeps sending me here some one help me
By cayle URL on 01.17.2012
below the air is the earth, i dont want to be below i want to be above. below implies not enough or too low. sometimes it is good to be below i guess. like when you are below the requirements for higher loan payments or under the radar for trouble.
By marcy everett on 01.17.2012
She could hear the ships horn bellowing, as she walked over the wide planked walk at the top of the house. She clutched the scarf closer to head, and peered into the fog, but could see nothing. Pausing at the edge closest to the sea, she began to pray.
By Amai on 01.17.2012
scream yell fuss
looking at the mess on the floor, mother had that look in her eyes.
we all knew what it meant.
soon, we would hear her voice, no matter where we hid
whenever one of us was in trouble, her hollering could be heard throughout the house.
By Domiknitrix URL on 01.17.2012
brrroooooooommmmmmmmmmmm
The fog horn blew a sound so loud it hurt my ears.
“All hands stand by!” he bellowed.
This was the worst storm yet. Fog seeped from the air surrounding us.
brrrrrooooooommmmmmmmmmmmmm
I want to go home.
By Snipp on 01.17.2012
Bellowing is like a silly anger. It’s out of control, loud, but has an element of the elephant to it. When one bellows, the result is more of an amused smirk, rather than a cowed acquiescence.
By Kat on 01.17.2012
Bellow. The most terrible thing to hear is someone you love bellow in pain. Such a horrible sound that will send shivers down your spine and neck.
By k654 on 01.17.2012
He yelled at me from across the house, he told me I should leave. No, he shouted, angrily called to me, loudly trumpeted, bellowed. I felt it deep in my gut.
By rael17 URL on 01.17.2012
“Look out below!” is what they say before they drop something o your head.
By Karen URL on 01.17.2012
she bellowed forth her belly
a projection of God’s light;
of life and of death cyclically
never cynically,
she respected the word of her bellied protrusions
in preparation for the perfect night
the gift of purpose;
a lifted soul
high on divinity
in an unworried world
By Phil on 01.17.2012
ummm well shout and scream and yearn, sharp and hurtful and cry.
bells ring of an all time low, shout and scream and roar like a lion and yeah
By lola on 01.17.2012
Almost fainting, coughing up the dust that swirled across the plain – and this was just a morning walk. Your thoughts, louder than they should have been for words unspoken, screamed from your expression. But we walked onward in the wind, in silence.
Not a word spoken, loud or soft, of the fight we didn’t win.
By Dianne on 01.17.2012