plants and things and life and beginnings and ends
all these things and relationships
ties and origins
beliefs and philosophies
what makes people what they are for we are all products of what we were before and what we will be
factors of past, present and future
The stem of the issue was more of a root system. He still cared for her. He didn’t want to start a long distance relationship. He hung his divorce papers on his wall and he falls asleep quickly. How, I don’t honestly know.
Stems are on flowers. Flower are pretty. They remind me of sun, and summer, and freedom, and clear air, and blue skies. Blue skies always make me happy. I don’t know why, they just do. Something about the sense that the world is beautiful and happy and amazing. But that’s not true for everyone. Which makes me appreciate it even more.
A word stems a thought. For instance this word of the day “Stem” it stemmed this thought which will grow to another and another until a freakin blossom emerges. Beautiful process.
thats the thing in the plants right?idk…oh well im new at this hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm done :D.
stem is the stick that support many plants. it allows minerals and nutrients transportations from the ground to the plant itself. it is usually green and composed of a lot of cells stuck together.
Stems. Some people (the normal ones) think of flowers and plants when they see this.
But me? I think of stems in the metaphoric sense: who (or what) holds you up?
Angel fingered the stem of the wineglass as he waited, impatiently (still, after so many nights), for Vino to come home. After glaring at the door for the last quarter-hour or so, it finally opened, and the hitman stepped inside with a smile, discreetly removing his bloodied white gloves and stuffing them in his pocket, greeting his spouse with an affectionate smile.
there are seven letters altogether, one black one purple cool ughh oh lol. i love it class one word one word can change everything you can tell someone how you feel a song an emotion its splendid :0 haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa cool mate see ya later. the best part is that you dont even have to say word to communicate , you can share a face, or show them a sign, this is a really weriod game having to write about one word. ha . one word!.
There was a pretty flower with a weak stem. The flower dreamed of growing tall and proud, to tickle the sky with her petals. She stretched and stretched towards the sun to no avail.
Someone forgot to water her. Mother earth, why didn’t you pour your rain down on the little flower?
the stem of the flower was bent from the strong winds. the beautiful petals were strewn across the ground and all that was left of the former beauty was the vibrancy of the colors spread across the green graSS
cutting branches make meow of the neon. Eoin persevered and vanquished the vagabonds and foes. Love triumphed and the cut-off was found to be the cutter.
the flow….no don’t do that, just let it keep on coming, all and anything, if you hold back now maybe later it will have disappeared into the night, while you were sleeping……with no more roses blossoming on the end…….
We used pretend we were native americans, only we called ourselves indian. Shiloh’s name was Running Deer and mine was Meadow Flower. Running Deer would laugh and say my indian name sounded like a deodorant scent, but I liked it. As indians, we made stew from milkweed thistle, dandelion heads, and cattail stem. (We didn’t really eat it.)
stems are flowers are really the most beautiful things, if you think about it. no matter how gorgeous the bloom is, it wouldn’t be there if not for the stem. stems are life. they provide food, support, everything for a flower. we always cut the stems but i think they are wonderful anyways.
It was just up the road a bit, that town, where nothing good ever seemed to happen. Like walking into a bandit bar on the frontier, to come across the line as an outsider meant you were a marked man. Most of the women had known their husbands since birth and the children would make good textile workers one day.
dense
stable
holding up the brighter things
everyone oohs and aahs for the petals
and quietly
underneath it all
the stem tries to hold it all together
but stems break
eventually
mountainbiking starts with the stem – it is what gives you countrol, connects your body with the fork and the wheel. No stem, no control. Your stem cant break.
I like to think I am the stem of all knowledge, or really we all are.. I better say that before I am considered a freak, anyway what .. yes with my google machine at hand… Stem is a good sci fi concelt too The Stem from outer space
Your like my apple tree
Like a stem to the fruit
I need thee
Cause without your nutrients I can’t grow
There’s show much more you need to show
I’m so glad you choose me
The problem stemmed from the online nature of the friendship. Even though the correspondents had known each other in real life and had been acquaintances, from the beginning of the intense correspondence they had no other communication, not even phone calls.
A stem comes from the ground, providing life for a flower. It’s interesting because it can relate to a woman. A woman creates life – she is like a stem. She roots herself into a child’s life by giving it life. Women are close to nature.
There is a stem with a purple flower on it. The stem is green and provides support to this beautiful, royal, and duchess-like purple flower. Without the stem, the flower would cease to exist. It is the foundation. It provides a canal of nourishment to the flower. Without the stem, the foundation, the flower is nothing.
The stem cut into her hand like a knife. This one single act of malice stung more than the years of abuse. An insult in a gift of beauty. She dropped the bouquet into the bin and cried.
i never know what to write but i guess most of the time, mediocre ideas such as cliche ideas that everybody else writes… I guess with writing experience i’ll learn to think outside of the box; what can i say; i’m a left-brain thinker.
on a flower, on a leaf, it is the thing on which a flower grows, what a bride holds in her hand on her wedding day, the last thing you touch as you place a bouquet on a grave. it is life, and it is death, but mostly…it’s just a stem.
I cut a stem of a plant that I like and I was convinced that it was the right one. i wanted to place the stem of the plant in a jar to displace it in my living room.
hard not to think, that it all flows from everything else, and the connectedness that is everything to anything else. Stem his stem of love that pierces the impenetrable! I don’t want it anymore because I’ve lost my orange chakra but its time to hit the spot. done.
Stem from reality, out into the world. Stem from a flower? Moving, growing, turning into another being entirely, just from breaking out and taking hold, forming your own life and changing. To stem, to grow, to live. To move, to change, to stem?
leaves branch out from it. Stem cell research. What is the coherence between plant stems and the other kind? Maybe it is that from which life branches out?
plants and things and life and beginnings and ends
all these things and relationships
ties and origins
beliefs and philosophies
what makes people what they are for we are all products of what we were before and what we will be
factors of past, present and future
ideas and understanding
The stem of the issue was more of a root system. He still cared for her. He didn’t want to start a long distance relationship. He hung his divorce papers on his wall and he falls asleep quickly. How, I don’t honestly know.
Stems are on flowers. Flower are pretty. They remind me of sun, and summer, and freedom, and clear air, and blue skies. Blue skies always make me happy. I don’t know why, they just do. Something about the sense that the world is beautiful and happy and amazing. But that’s not true for everyone. Which makes me appreciate it even more.
A word stems a thought. For instance this word of the day “Stem” it stemmed this thought which will grow to another and another until a freakin blossom emerges. Beautiful process.
thats the thing in the plants right?idk…oh well im new at this hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm done :D.
stem is the stick that support many plants. it allows minerals and nutrients transportations from the ground to the plant itself. it is usually green and composed of a lot of cells stuck together.
Stems. Some people (the normal ones) think of flowers and plants when they see this.
But me? I think of stems in the metaphoric sense: who (or what) holds you up?
Angel fingered the stem of the wineglass as he waited, impatiently (still, after so many nights), for Vino to come home. After glaring at the door for the last quarter-hour or so, it finally opened, and the hitman stepped inside with a smile, discreetly removing his bloodied white gloves and stuffing them in his pocket, greeting his spouse with an affectionate smile.
there are seven letters altogether, one black one purple cool ughh oh lol. i love it class one word one word can change everything you can tell someone how you feel a song an emotion its splendid :0 haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa cool mate see ya later. the best part is that you dont even have to say word to communicate , you can share a face, or show them a sign, this is a really weriod game having to write about one word. ha . one word!.
There was a pretty flower with a weak stem. The flower dreamed of growing tall and proud, to tickle the sky with her petals. She stretched and stretched towards the sun to no avail.
Someone forgot to water her. Mother earth, why didn’t you pour your rain down on the little flower?
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the stem of the flower was bent from the strong winds. the beautiful petals were strewn across the ground and all that was left of the former beauty was the vibrancy of the colors spread across the green graSS
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cutting branches make meow of the neon. Eoin persevered and vanquished the vagabonds and foes. Love triumphed and the cut-off was found to be the cutter.
The flower stem is like life ,its long , it grows and it ends
the flow….no don’t do that, just let it keep on coming, all and anything, if you hold back now maybe later it will have disappeared into the night, while you were sleeping……with no more roses blossoming on the end…….
We used pretend we were native americans, only we called ourselves indian. Shiloh’s name was Running Deer and mine was Meadow Flower. Running Deer would laugh and say my indian name sounded like a deodorant scent, but I liked it. As indians, we made stew from milkweed thistle, dandelion heads, and cattail stem. (We didn’t really eat it.)
stems are flowers are really the most beautiful things, if you think about it. no matter how gorgeous the bloom is, it wouldn’t be there if not for the stem. stems are life. they provide food, support, everything for a flower. we always cut the stems but i think they are wonderful anyways.
It was just up the road a bit, that town, where nothing good ever seemed to happen. Like walking into a bandit bar on the frontier, to come across the line as an outsider meant you were a marked man. Most of the women had known their husbands since birth and the children would make good textile workers one day.
dense
stable
holding up the brighter things
everyone oohs and aahs for the petals
and quietly
underneath it all
the stem tries to hold it all together
but stems break
eventually
mountainbiking starts with the stem – it is what gives you countrol, connects your body with the fork and the wheel. No stem, no control. Your stem cant break.
the stems had thorns. naturally. they were roses after all. but the damage was done – i had cuts. and they were deep.
tree and everything life, greenery, nature….
I like to think I am the stem of all knowledge, or really we all are.. I better say that before I am considered a freak, anyway what .. yes with my google machine at hand… Stem is a good sci fi concelt too The Stem from outer space
Your like my apple tree
Like a stem to the fruit
I need thee
Cause without your nutrients I can’t grow
There’s show much more you need to show
I’m so glad you choose me
I’ve been here already but then got mixed up
like seeds dispersing in the wind
from a stem held up
by its own determination and lean long past.
The problem stemmed from the online nature of the friendship. Even though the correspondents had known each other in real life and had been acquaintances, from the beginning of the intense correspondence they had no other communication, not even phone calls.
A stem comes from the ground, providing life for a flower. It’s interesting because it can relate to a woman. A woman creates life – she is like a stem. She roots herself into a child’s life by giving it life. Women are close to nature.
There is a stem with a purple flower on it. The stem is green and provides support to this beautiful, royal, and duchess-like purple flower. Without the stem, the flower would cease to exist. It is the foundation. It provides a canal of nourishment to the flower. Without the stem, the foundation, the flower is nothing.
The stem cut into her hand like a knife. This one single act of malice stung more than the years of abuse. An insult in a gift of beauty. She dropped the bouquet into the bin and cried.
it reminds me of a flower me that itrs the begging of someing beautiful and lovely. it may be plain but it holds up something so majestic
The foundation of the plant, sustaining through solar energy
stem is part of a plant. it is what holds the flower and the fruit. Sometimes it has thorns. Like Roses’ stems has thorns.
i never know what to write but i guess most of the time, mediocre ideas such as cliche ideas that everybody else writes… I guess with writing experience i’ll learn to think outside of the box; what can i say; i’m a left-brain thinker.
on a flower, on a leaf, it is the thing on which a flower grows, what a bride holds in her hand on her wedding day, the last thing you touch as you place a bouquet on a grave. it is life, and it is death, but mostly…it’s just a stem.
stems of blue siting on my hand
whistling small numbers
how can I sleep?
I cut a stem of a plant that I like and I was convinced that it was the right one. i wanted to place the stem of the plant in a jar to displace it in my living room.
hard not to think, that it all flows from everything else, and the connectedness that is everything to anything else. Stem his stem of love that pierces the impenetrable! I don’t want it anymore because I’ve lost my orange chakra but its time to hit the spot. done.
Stem from reality, out into the world. Stem from a flower? Moving, growing, turning into another being entirely, just from breaking out and taking hold, forming your own life and changing. To stem, to grow, to live. To move, to change, to stem?
leaves branch out from it. Stem cell research. What is the coherence between plant stems and the other kind? Maybe it is that from which life branches out?