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a torch is a way of seeing where you’re going. it can be carried around the world and through the arctic and through caves and underwater i suppose if someone figured it out. torch can be a verb and it kind of sounds like teach, which is a funny coincidence. it also sounds like scorch. scorch the front porch with a torch.
By ilana on 05.25.2011
I think of light and fire and the way we used to use these things as light bulbs – but portable. A portable light bulb that could catch your clothes on fire and burn you – so not very practical – but powerful. If you wanted to illuminate something you had to think about it.
By Tom URL on 05.25.2011
torch is a lamp, a lamp which is shining bright! or it can be fire on a stick, like in the old days, when the people had no electricity! Yes that is a torch. sadly i cant find my own torch, i would love to find it, but its gone and the only one i have went out of battery!
By leonard on 05.25.2011
and i lit up the torch, i can clearly see it now.
the attic is full of dust covering up the things he left behind.
Am i allowed to be here, i asked myself.
I put the torch by an old table, slowly and walked towards the only object that was covered by a cloth.
By Zee on 05.25.2011
the light was bright. she held the torch in her hands as she walked down the spiral staircase to the dimly lit room. it was small and cold but the torch gave her a microcosm of warmth. she looked at the man sitting at the table and thought of her father.
By Bridget URL on 05.25.2011
past, answers burnt to a crisp,
password, mission gone wrong
stumble, stumble, stumble, is
a torch a yellow light or a red one
and when is it ok to be green
with more than envy, burn
the dollar bill
By zachariah korth on 05.25.2011
I lit a torch on my way through the cave. Skeletons lined the walls, and I feared for the safety of my friends. Wandering through the cave, I felt myself losing hope that I would ever reach the way through this seemingly neverending tunnel. Unfortunately, my instincts proved to be correct, as always. I would soon find out just how intuitive I was.
By Bri on 05.25.2011
listining can take one minute,
and a life time, at the same time,
follow without even the Twitter
of a lark, you sick mockingbird
Sacco, and V watch you light a light
The torch was lit, but it only brightened a small part of the room. The power was out. Again. Didn’t Mother Nature know she was tired of these storms? Night after night she sat in the basement “shelter,” to keep safe against the heavy rain and strong winds.
By kat URL on 05.25.2011
The entire room was lit up by torchlight. Rem suppressed a shiver as she walked slowly across it, hearing the echo of her own footsteps and the beating of her heart. This was the sort of place kids shouldn’t play, she thought. But if she went back now, the others would laugh at her for the rest of her life.
By Arahyacinth URL on 05.25.2011
hold the flame higher so I can what we’ve got here. a stowaway eh? give him bread and jam and execute him in the morning. it’s the only way. consider this your last supper young laddie.
By E.P. Hantera on 05.25.2011
torched, under the lamplighter,
a nation fighting night,
as always jazz plays silently
in my heart, I feel every inch of me beating. I can’t believe I saw you and didn’t say anything. Please don’t call me a child. I want to talk to you. Light my torch and I’ll light yours. Please just give me a chance. I know I grasp on to things I’m unsure of, but I’m sure of this. Why else would you say those things to me. My heart is still pounding like lightning and thunder.
By LaceyLeigh URL on 05.25.2011
Torch lights the fire. It’s the small fire that makes a big fire when it comes in contact with fuel. It can create a good fire that warms us or it can eventually destroy things if it gets out of control. Torch would be a good name for a product or rock band.
By Tony URL on 05.25.2011
freedom ghosts carry shadows, even a child wields
eternity in the cough of cages that this ROOM holds
doors, keys, light?
fire. someone is running with a torch in their hands screaming “they’re coming!” and others begin to panic. there is chaos everywhere and as the people who are not welcomed are running through the town lighting it on fire.
By jess steele URL on 05.25.2011
to start a fire in someone. or to burn something to the ground so you can start over. it means a violent rebeginning. but still a new beginning.
By Tina on 05.25.2011
he ran and ran and ran. he ran like he was going to die, and he was. he hurtled towards his death, with a light in hand, and that light, he passed on to the next person, and he fell apart and died.
By jeebus christ URL on 05.25.2011
light beats down the speed of darkness,
our first light, is the same, no good
She carried a torch for me all these years. I’m shocked really. I never knew she even liked me back in college although, clearly we had all the same classes and therefore the same interests. To find that she had named me in her will was a total surprise.
By Pat URL on 05.25.2011
why such destruction with one word, if it was lightbulb,
would we be talking about beginnings, or endings, transient,
migration of darkness
hold high the torch and see what’s before you and concentrate
By cory on 05.25.2011
Vashta Nerada. Torchwood. Camping. Darkness. Powercuts. Intimate moments in the dark. Fear of the dark. Children cowering from the monsters
By Zoe.C URL on 05.25.2011
101010 the past doesn’t repeat it rhymes, writers with qoutes are like hackers carrying a torch to open Olympic Games!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The torches burned bright outside of Derek’s window. They had found out his secret; they had found out he was a cannibal. Shit was about to go down, but all he could think of at that moment, was the delicious almost chicken like taste of the man’s flesh.
By Peta URL on 05.25.2011
the rough twig sizzled slightly. Swirls of light along my retina in the night. I should be putting out this fire instead of playing but my marshmallow burnt and the streaks were so lovely.
By deb ramthun URL on 05.25.2011
I wish I could torch everything I worry about it, just light it on fire and never be consumed again. I wonder if the more worrisome items would burn brighter, hotter, longer. I’d watch them with a zest and zeal at first and then, slowly, with acceptance.
By Cassie on 05.25.2011
swizzle stick, the deaf never carry the light, those who own words light freedom and prison
my computer has more warmth than my heart, it warms at least the pages you thought were torched or did you save them?
I said l like it when the lightning touches the sky and the floor remembers the beginning of how a fox caught fire to the last forest on earth
Buena idea la de poder comprar un solo ticket para el viaje!
By Luis Vicente URL on 05.25.2011
it’s about light. I can see a cave. And a torch. A man holding a torch in a cave. Orange. Fire.
By ruxandra on 05.25.2011
poets run like meters, a candle is not a torch if owner is safer than your poetry
By Senior Cardinal Ignato on 05.25.2011
The name of an interesting album that I just heard some stuff off of. A combination of Margaret, Conor, Maya, and Free on iTunes. I always love discovering new peoples’ music taste – it tells a lot about them. I mean, a lot of people are that faux-hipster type that takes pleasure in being so obscure. Kind of like Conor. He is so hard to figure out.
By Talia on 05.25.2011
rolled off his tounge like the longest r, from out of town, out of touch, we can shake hands and agree on warmth, until you burn my ears with such talk
Olympic torch. Torch the house. Torch, a song by The Sisters of Mercy. Blow torch. I think in some countries they refer to cigarette lighters as torches. This is a lame post. If it weren’t digital, I’d torch it.
By deadponies URL on 05.25.2011
shook your head, and Frankenstein carried a wooden torch to his Doctor, he said that he was feeling better and that the medicine made him feel warmer, such is light…
I already did this word. I just wanted a new one now that I’ve made an account.
By cassiewrites URL on 05.25.2011
Songs, Riots, Scandals, all need a bit of light, as hatred needs shadows to fill the neeed to speak of the music of mental midgets and genius