signals

March 6th, 2013 | 226 Entries

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226 Entries for “signals”

  1. They were all there. I should have sen it coming sooner, but now, with everything dark and silent, I can only look back at that day as the day when I lost everything. The day the world burned.

    by Lilly on 03.06.2013
  2. I sat on the park bench alone, frightened. This was a tough neighborhood. Scary, actually. My ride wasn’t here and should have arrived hours ago. I see a man flashing gang signals to a man across the street. My pulse quickens.

  3. I looked at the traffic signal. It was red. I drove anyways. I crashed. I find myself in a hospital. There is a doctor hovering over me and a light shining down on my face and I’m like dude what happened and he was like dude you totally ran a red light and I was like dude that’s not cool and then I fell asleep and then I woke up again and I had a cast on and it wasn’t a good day. Not at all.

    by KatKat on 03.06.2013
  4. I don’t know what’s happening between us
    Yes
    No
    Go
    Stop
    Your eyes reflect my confusion
    And maybe that’s why there’s tension
    Because I won’t tell you what to do

    by zzz on 03.06.2013
  5. The signals of the aliens were clear. They were coming fast and they were not friendly. They were coming for us. Not to wipe us out, to test us. See our limitations. See us. Like only other species can.

    by Shanie on 03.06.2013
  6. Mixed signals. That’s what he was giving me. Did he like me? Sometimes it almost seemed like he did. And then the next day he’d wave off my attempts at conversation and nonchalantly act as if he had no notion of my existence. Was I still in love with him? Sadly, yes, I still was. I still am. I always will be, I think.

    by Sam on 03.06.2013
  7. They warn. They divide people. They are mixed. Sometimes we dont know what they mean, we can’t easily tell them apart. Other times they are painfully and devastatingly clear to us. They are symbols. Representations. They warn. They divide. They stop.

    by Moriah on 03.06.2013
  8. the signals when off but i opted to ignore them—wouldnt be the first time. this time, however, someothing different happened. the ignoring only made the signals beam brighter—louder—bolder. i stopped to notice the signals. the signals dimmed—silenced—vanished.

  9. She read the tea leaves, trusted the stars, and saw the signals. All of them said the same thing: she had hurt him and in doing so, had hurt herself. Mistakes made in the moment made me misery a lasting moral.

  10. there are many signals in the world. some of these signals can be to ensure other peoples safety however, some signals can be social. Some examples of social signals are when remy wants to fuck me and

    by lilian on 03.06.2013
  11. the agents were positioned just along the inner wall, eyes watching eachother. as one man gave the signal – a swift motion of the hand – they all poured our, aiming bulky guns at everything.

    surprise swept the group like a tidal wave. there was nobody there, unlike what was planned.

  12. He might brush your shoulder, are she might look you right in the eyes. Weightless beams falling from the sky that land right on to your antenna. Red.

    by Sara on 03.06.2013
  13. turning left never felt so right. i take it slowly, in the dark, headlights tracking across the road then slowly onto the grassy bank then back onto the road like a searchlight. it’s pretty quiet out tonight.

    by King Tree on 03.06.2013
  14. There, in the dark.
    Across the waters, bouncing on the waves, almost lost in the turmoil of the sea was the calling. If ever a thing were to approach with more anticipation, let tonight be the night.

  15. i ran a red light. the next moment i screamed and seeing a green light, shot past it like there was no tomorrow. i waved at my grandma and my mom who were talking together on the sidewalk and smiled at them. afterwards i sighed and blew a puff of smoke out of my lungs, good day. fun times. yaah

  16. Some people just give you the wrong signals, like hey wanna go out for coffee sometime, and it’s someone you really like, but… turns out they only mean as a friend and of course when you say you love them they freak out and never speak to you again.

    by Dee on 03.06.2013
  17. It could refer to two things in my mind. Street signals and those by a man to a woman or vice versa. Signals are that glance, the smile, that unmistakable ‘look’.

    by shanna on 03.06.2013
  18. turn at them and see where it leads because you never know what will become when you dream of a signal. they flash in your head with beams that glow, yellow greens and red dont gos.

    by signals on 03.06.2013
  19. traffic signals are kind of odd when you see them in twitter pictures posted from other blogs. they’re huge and kind of unattractive and they look so heavy like they could fall from their thin wires and smash onto the street below. what would happen if a traffic signal light fell onto someone driving by? or onto a pedestrian? or a cyclist? what if they were made of paper?

    by Erin Sullivan on 03.06.2013
  20. I’m tired of these rules, of this game we’ve made of love
    Emotions masked like secrets that we do not dare to speak of.
    People cautious of their “signals,” watching each other’s every move
    Not realizing love is something “hard to get” cannot prove.

    by on 03.06.2013
  21. signals tell you when to stop and go, turn or stay in line. They are physical cues via body language that can determine a lifetime.

  22. Dastardly little things. Subtle expectations – designed to be picked up by some magical peripheral brain.

  23. Are you trying to send me signals here? Cause I don’t really understand.

  24. The stoplight changed from red to green. Chad slammed on the gas, recklessly driving ahead, trying to leave her memory behind. It had been two weeks since they laid her down, two weeks he thought he would be over. She was just an ex, no one special who should keep such a hold on him.

    by Lexi on 03.06.2013
  25. How could have he been so blind? His second and third in command were in love with each other and he had always failed to notice! The damn signals had been there all along.
    The timid looks they kept shooting at each other when they thought no one was paying attention. The way they suddenly blushed for apparently no reason. Their growing emphaty. The bright smiles. The saddened expressions each of’em wore when the other one couldn’t join for a beer after work. The way their hands gently brushed every now and then.
    He frowned. After all, he had probably already noticed, but just pretended not to.
    But now, dammit, he couldn’t feign ignorance anymore. He had seen’em together in broad daylight, and they had seen him.
    What was he supposed to do? Fraternization between ranks was kinda frowned upon, let alone a damn relationship. He sighed. This was one of the things he hated the most about being in command.

  26. Left. Right. Stop. Yield. Go. No left turn. No turn on red. Signs, signs…everywhere is signs. Signals of routine living…signals of routine existence. Change your signal. Go the other way…at the last second. Follow your gut.

  27. The man looked through the rain to the flashing red light. It was blurry and distant, but he knew what it meant. He tried to stop his speeding car. The road was too slick.

    by Me on 03.06.2013
  28. Mixed signals. Constantly I’m getting mixed signals. From women, bosses, my parents, my best friends, even my fuckin’ dog. I miss a time when people were straight up. If you don’t want to bang me tell me before I run out of money paying for all your god-damned drinks.

    by Ant on 03.06.2013
  29. I send them out on personal wires

    Do you receive I cannot tell

    Did we miscommunicate, I thought you would love me by now

    Ive sent you my love? But I do not think I have yours

    Did you send it or did I just miss the signal

  30. Are you trying to send me signals here? Cause I don’t really understand.p

  31. The smoke rose, and the girl on the beach cried desperately. It had been almost a week if she had counted right. She frantically looked over her shoulder. She couldn’t shake the feeling that someone was watching her.

    Scared beyond belief she ran from the beach into the cover of the trees, but no good. She finally decided to climb a tree near the line that no one could climb up unseen. She prayed that a ship or plane would see the smoke signals and check the island. The girl did not know that the watcher only wanted to help. He had been there longer than her and remembered the fear. It had been so long since he’d seen another person, and he was afraid of scaring the girl more. He decided to wait and see if someone would come save her. He’d give them a couple more days. If nothing changed, then he would try. All he could do was try.

  32. He had been sending me mixed signals all day long. In the morning when I went to the garden, I spotted him, but he immediately walked away, sending a scowl over his shoulder. At lunch, he had sat at the base of the table, but he kept shooting glances my direction, his eyes lingering on my face.

  33. With one nod, the bidding was over. Anonymous took the grand prize at the Andy Warhol estate auction. The wig he died in.

  34. All the signals were there
    But I had been blinded
    By false hopes spoken
    I craved the attention
    No matter how minute

  35. The signals were turning from green to red, while Jimi Hendrix voice sings out these words he was just thinking: in the bluesy old school way – the way he liked.

    by Jeff Daniels on 03.06.2013
  36. The signal changed from red to green, and he gently pushed down on the pedal. About halfway through the intersection, he noticed two lights heading towards him coming from the left. There was a honk, then a crash, then darkness.

  37. I was getting all the signals, and I wanted to take them. But I was scared. He meant so much to me…I didn’t want to risk hurting anything. Every time he looked at me, though, there was something more inside the look. And when he winked and licked his lips, when he laughed and joked with me, told me stories of his life. I had the signals, I just refused to take them, and now it is too late.

  38. looking at my curtains signals, tore them down an replaced them with shingals decided i’d eat a few pringles an jam out to some good ole mr. boe jangles

  39. It makes me want to laugh
    when I see the gaudy flashing lights
    all dancing in syncopation
    they scream as if they will be heard
    over their thousands of eager counterparts
    but this one,
    I will watch
    until it flickers off

  40. traffic, body language, hand, native american, smoke, nonverbal, red, green, yellow, blinking.

    by Katherine on 03.06.2013