She was in the car behind us as the funeral procession made it’s slow and winding path through the cemetery. I wondered what she would be wearing- something scandalous I’m sure. I craned my neck back and tried to see through her through the back window but her car’s were tinted. I wondered, as I had been wondering for 5 years now, what my father saw in her. It didn’t matter, I supposed, with my father laying in the mahogany casket, bumping along on his way to be buried in the wet ground.
For the longest, I would see a beautiful crane sitting outside, resting on a smooth, flat rock in the creek behind our house. He was a gorgeous creature, his long, slim neck occasionally reaching out, sipping, it seemed, at the icy water of the creek. Then, one day, he was gone. Years have passed, but I still miss him, that gentle bird I came to know as ‘my’ crane. I can only hope that one day, he will return home, to that rock in the babbling brook.
He saw the crane fall and pick her up from the ground, her temples caught between the pincers. Then he promptly dropped her into the vat of boiling iron, and watched as she got mixed in with the works.
I watched as he fashioned a paper crane from the brown paper bag. It distracted me momentarily, perhaps that was his intention. Silence permeated the air and hung around us like a wet T-shirt.
a crane is something that is used to heighten a person to create a building, to lift the materials so that they come together to form something great and significant and powerful. A crane is much like a bond between to friends or lovers or family members, they build each other up, creating something bigger and better and word worthy.
Paper cranes, boats and planes.
Folding them in the grass, waiting for you to finish your homework.
Mulling over the task, stalling with every fiber of your being.
And that tinkling laughter when every crane, boat and plane flies at you.
The crane squealed as the motor began to smoke, the end of it dropping dangerously toward the sidewalk. The operator yelled a warning, lost in the general noise of the site, and watched the dropping metal head for the sidewalk.
The crane picked up the overturned truck and put it back on the wheels. When the truck tipped in the middle of the night, it was fortunate that it had not hit any other vehicles. The driver was safe, but how?
crane’s cover the sky’s when there are no clouds to do so
they fill your eyesight with their big spacious masses, but help construct a new world (in places where there used to be nature).
the crane stood tall in the centre of the square, sectioned off from the public. You could see it for miles, towering above all the other buildings in the city. It was a landmark – though a temporary one, because when it had finished creating the building, the crane would have served it’s purpose and be removed, moved to it’s new project. But for now, it deserved it’s place in the town.
the crane is used by old men to balance themselves. or is the crane the cranium of the brain? the strongest part of the. crane crane crane. is made of three consonants and two vowels.
He craned his neck up to see his mother’s face, standing above him. She didn’t look disappointed. She looked like love.
The mother bent over and held his face while he cried. She knew that he didn’t mean anything by it, just boys being boys. She knew that he was, and would always be, her son.
Crane in the yard. Picking up dirt and moving it elsewhere. Clearing out, to build something new. The yard was fine as it was. It doesn’t need anything there. We build, build, and build in this country. A piece of empty space is never appreciated anymore.
The word crane rhymes with rain. It was raining a few weeks ago but now it is sunny. I feel like rain though. My world feels flooded and I am doing by best to swim, grab onto floating things. Help. I think I will survive.
Craning her head, she read over his shoulder. She stopped when she read the word “Dead.” No longer did she care to understand what was wrong with the man, because she knew she could not help him. A death is a loss without consolation.
the middle of the city, a summer day, breeze coming off the bay, bustling, people working, sweating for the money they earn. bustling of the city all around. early morning. large movements. lifting of heavy loads. 1900s, people in big hats, and hard working men who grab a beer at the same local pub every night, hard working immigrant men who love their families and love the USA because of the freedom it means to them.
crane is like a wish come true. when a star is shining, you dont how far the star is, where it is, but you just know it shines, is there; with meaning that is undefined. That is life too, just enjoy the shine and you will be just fine.
the crane lifted its neck to look up to the sky, as the crane (the yellow machine) soared higher and higher until it reached the topmost floor of the building. the crane waited, prepared for the destruction of human nature.
Sadako and her cranes. Some stories say she reach 1,000. Others say she fell just short. I know a guy who makes paper cranes, but I doubt that he does it for the same reason.
The crane stood placidly, watching the people stroll along the shore. his white feathers shone like silver in the moonlight. No one dared disturb the crane. He seemed neccesary to the landscape. All we know is that the crane has always been there, standing placidly, watching the people stroll along the shore.
He sat there, and asked for a glass of water. He watched the Ant Police scurry beneath him. He had no intention of jumping. He wondered how many hits he would get on youtube. He had no intention of jumping.
Abigail cast a glance at the petite brunette and smiled. He watched her crane her neck to try and get a better view of the stage for a few moments before he casually lifted her onto his shoulders. “Better, Esther?” He asked, a mischievous grin dancing over his face. She blushed and nodded, swallowing the protest that was on the tip of her tongue.
The crane may refer to a bird with long neck and beak or may refer to a weight-lifting machinery.The bird looks much like an albatross and fishing is how it feeds itself.
I craned my neck to get a better look at their whispers. She acknowledged my eavesdropping and ignored it, knowing she was getting underneath my skin. A mother-in-law: pessimistic and selective. I figured this would happen but I never imagined it would get to be this controlling and downright obnoxious.
a small crane at the bottom of lake michigan was found while local divers were digging around the site of a sunk boat. local authorities have no idea how the crane found its way down there but are hopeful it still works.
Its the most important quality of a human being. without it, a person can reach good heights but still can have an empty feeling in his life. He fails to make good impact on other people
there is a crane in my head i dont know i think it majkes us very happyin our world so maybe we should think about ourselves and the capricorn and the stuff abvove thatso are you syng you can drop it lite guitar i dunno if it goes likes that i hope maybe sometime in the space astronauts make things like chocolate and ice cream to all the ppl living in mars
I always loved the taste of metal.
Hot. Strong. Used.
Keys, were my favorite, but coins, pencil backings, batteries
Anything would do
By Lil Tunechi on 07.04.2011
She was in the car behind us as the funeral procession made it’s slow and winding path through the cemetery. I wondered what she would be wearing- something scandalous I’m sure. I craned my neck back and tried to see through her through the back window but her car’s were tinted. I wondered, as I had been wondering for 5 years now, what my father saw in her. It didn’t matter, I supposed, with my father laying in the mahogany casket, bumping along on his way to be buried in the wet ground.
By Pandy Fackler URL on 07.04.2011
For the longest, I would see a beautiful crane sitting outside, resting on a smooth, flat rock in the creek behind our house. He was a gorgeous creature, his long, slim neck occasionally reaching out, sipping, it seemed, at the icy water of the creek. Then, one day, he was gone. Years have passed, but I still miss him, that gentle bird I came to know as ‘my’ crane. I can only hope that one day, he will return home, to that rock in the babbling brook.
By Elle Bane URL on 07.04.2011
Out of the wood and heading to sea
Its shadow spread across the field
You wonder life as white banshee
the wind your sword and your shield
By gsk URL on 07.04.2011
He saw the crane fall and pick her up from the ground, her temples caught between the pincers. Then he promptly dropped her into the vat of boiling iron, and watched as she got mixed in with the works.
By Serena Mithane URL on 07.04.2011
I watched as he fashioned a paper crane from the brown paper bag. It distracted me momentarily, perhaps that was his intention. Silence permeated the air and hung around us like a wet T-shirt.
By prolli on 07.04.2011
A crane is a symbol in China. I don’t remember now the significance. Long life? Happiness? There were cranes everywhere.
By elizabeth b URL on 07.04.2011
Driving down the highway, you could see the large crane used to build the new bridge from two miles away. It was bright red.
By Court on 07.04.2011
a crane is something that is used to heighten a person to create a building, to lift the materials so that they come together to form something great and significant and powerful. A crane is much like a bond between to friends or lovers or family members, they build each other up, creating something bigger and better and word worthy.
By sarah pryor URL on 07.04.2011
Paper cranes, boats and planes.
Folding them in the grass, waiting for you to finish your homework.
Mulling over the task, stalling with every fiber of your being.
And that tinkling laughter when every crane, boat and plane flies at you.
By Dalena Huynh URL on 07.04.2011
The crane squealed as the motor began to smoke, the end of it dropping dangerously toward the sidewalk. The operator yelled a warning, lost in the general noise of the site, and watched the dropping metal head for the sidewalk.
By Amai on 07.04.2011
a lately down the street from my house got hit by a crane. crane also rhymes with pain.
By maddy on 07.04.2011
The crane picked up the overturned truck and put it back on the wheels. When the truck tipped in the middle of the night, it was fortunate that it had not hit any other vehicles. The driver was safe, but how?
By Karen Greenberg URL on 07.04.2011
crane’s cover the sky’s when there are no clouds to do so
they fill your eyesight with their big spacious masses, but help construct a new world (in places where there used to be nature).
By Ulco on 07.04.2011
the crane stood tall in the centre of the square, sectioned off from the public. You could see it for miles, towering above all the other buildings in the city. It was a landmark – though a temporary one, because when it had finished creating the building, the crane would have served it’s purpose and be removed, moved to it’s new project. But for now, it deserved it’s place in the town.
By Rolo URL on 07.04.2011
the crane is used by old men to balance themselves. or is the crane the cranium of the brain? the strongest part of the. crane crane crane. is made of three consonants and two vowels.
By sgsgr on 07.04.2011
He craned his neck up to see his mother’s face, standing above him. She didn’t look disappointed. She looked like love.
The mother bent over and held his face while he cried. She knew that he didn’t mean anything by it, just boys being boys. She knew that he was, and would always be, her son.
By M. J. McGee URL on 07.04.2011
Why do you hold your neck like that? she said to me with a healthy dose of judgment.
I was near angry and told her that she ought look away from what she doesn’t like. Help my posture again, I dare you.
By chael on 07.04.2011
Crane in the yard. Picking up dirt and moving it elsewhere. Clearing out, to build something new. The yard was fine as it was. It doesn’t need anything there. We build, build, and build in this country. A piece of empty space is never appreciated anymore.
By Christie URL on 07.04.2011
The word crane rhymes with rain. It was raining a few weeks ago but now it is sunny. I feel like rain though. My world feels flooded and I am doing by best to swim, grab onto floating things. Help. I think I will survive.
By Sophie on 07.04.2011
Crane your neck to see, crane to knock down the building, crane to signal a new life in a new place, flying overhead to help you.
By Molly on 07.04.2011
60 seconds isn’t enough for my crane.
By Ryan Donnelly on 07.04.2011
long neck reaching toward the sky
white, glowing in the sun,
at the edge of a pond
watching for prey
beautiful
By Miriam URL on 07.04.2011
generations yet to come
By vineet on 07.04.2011
Craning her head, she read over his shoulder. She stopped when she read the word “Dead.” No longer did she care to understand what was wrong with the man, because she knew she could not help him. A death is a loss without consolation.
By Jessica URL on 07.04.2011
the middle of the city, a summer day, breeze coming off the bay, bustling, people working, sweating for the money they earn. bustling of the city all around. early morning. large movements. lifting of heavy loads. 1900s, people in big hats, and hard working men who grab a beer at the same local pub every night, hard working immigrant men who love their families and love the USA because of the freedom it means to them.
By nicole sandford on 07.04.2011
A bird. A machine. Each serve a purpose. Not one is more important than another. Man or Nature. The common theme these days.
By Kristin on 07.04.2011
crane is like a wish come true. when a star is shining, you dont how far the star is, where it is, but you just know it shines, is there; with meaning that is undefined. That is life too, just enjoy the shine and you will be just fine.
By Nur Bashira Shaharuddin on 07.04.2011
Wonder how much you crane your neck to see the world, to look above, but never forget to look down; into your heart
By Nur Bashira Shaharuddin on 07.04.2011
the crane lifted its neck to look up to the sky, as the crane (the yellow machine) soared higher and higher until it reached the topmost floor of the building. the crane waited, prepared for the destruction of human nature.
By passion X on 07.04.2011
Sadako and her cranes. Some stories say she reach 1,000. Others say she fell just short. I know a guy who makes paper cranes, but I doubt that he does it for the same reason.
By Jazz on 07.04.2011
The crane stood placidly, watching the people stroll along the shore. his white feathers shone like silver in the moonlight. No one dared disturb the crane. He seemed neccesary to the landscape. All we know is that the crane has always been there, standing placidly, watching the people stroll along the shore.
By rachel URL on 07.04.2011
He sat there, and asked for a glass of water. He watched the Ant Police scurry beneath him. He had no intention of jumping. He wondered how many hits he would get on youtube. He had no intention of jumping.
He fell anyway.
By Jakyl on 07.04.2011
Abigail cast a glance at the petite brunette and smiled. He watched her crane her neck to try and get a better view of the stage for a few moments before he casually lifted her onto his shoulders. “Better, Esther?” He asked, a mischievous grin dancing over his face. She blushed and nodded, swallowing the protest that was on the tip of her tongue.
By Aurelia Moretti URL on 07.04.2011
The crane may refer to a bird with long neck and beak or may refer to a weight-lifting machinery.The bird looks much like an albatross and fishing is how it feeds itself.
By Kumar Abhinav on 07.04.2011
I craned my neck to get a better look at their whispers. She acknowledged my eavesdropping and ignored it, knowing she was getting underneath my skin. A mother-in-law: pessimistic and selective. I figured this would happen but I never imagined it would get to be this controlling and downright obnoxious.
By Kelly K URL on 07.04.2011
a small crane at the bottom of lake michigan was found while local divers were digging around the site of a sunk boat. local authorities have no idea how the crane found its way down there but are hopeful it still works.
By Eric on 07.04.2011
Most likely one of the only wonders of the lake I live on. The bird never ceases to amaze me. It has it all – beauty, grace, elegance.
By Casey Miller on 07.04.2011
Its the most important quality of a human being. without it, a person can reach good heights but still can have an empty feeling in his life. He fails to make good impact on other people
By vamshi on 07.04.2011
there is a crane in my head i dont know i think it majkes us very happyin our world so maybe we should think about ourselves and the capricorn and the stuff abvove thatso are you syng you can drop it lite guitar i dunno if it goes likes that i hope maybe sometime in the space astronauts make things like chocolate and ice cream to all the ppl living in mars
By jorge on 07.04.2011