I rowed up to the vacant seas
towed up by reluctant bags to teas
my mainstay was my gainstay-ed latent lover
a female pirate
cursed
the worse verses
alleviated by my atrophe.
Having my car towed. Being at the mercy of someone else. Watching your favorite possession being towed away — seeing it disappear over the horizon.. When being towed does nothing in this world to help you. Has ramifications for relationships and for the vicissitudes of life. The word can also embrace personal goals disappearing into the past.
Cal Calvin
Officers exist for a reason. I’ve lived with them for so long that making my own decisions feels strange. Forced. Terrifying. Why can’t she understand that?
Cat refuses to give me orders. Tells me I should command my own destiny as befits an Adventurer. I don’t know how.
trill
Towed. I have no idea what that means. My language’s rusty, my time is running. But, here I am, trying to unrust? myself. I need to write my way out, improve my rhyming, and grab a dictionary.
what the fluff is up with that. you cant curse because they take it away like they towed my car away and i didn’t even park where I wasn’t supposed to park i cant believe they did me ]alike that they are the worst kind of people i cant cant cant cant cant chanct chance give me a chance in the rain when it alls from my shoulders and the rest of my soul lights up form the embers igniting within my face and my liups part the ways for the channels to be surfing through my life ankd my life is so beautiful
The weight on your shoulder of someone else. Their worries, their troubles, their fears. But what weighs the most is their self-denial, the rejection of the reality which is the cause of the problems they perceive. The denial that they can change, they are the root of their own issues, they are the cause of the concerns they feel, that they put on you.
I saw a barge being towed along the canal by a beautiful shire horse. It plodded slowly along as if it didn’t have a care in the world. It probably didn’t. What a life, I thought. In the open air all day and food and drink supplied when it was needed. Just perfect.
Sally Clarke
Wir haben so hard gearbeitet.
Wir haben uns abgeschleppt,
mit all den Problemen und Sorgen.
Wir haben unser bestes gegeben.
Wo ist unsere Belohnung?
Wo ist unser Sieg?
Wenn wir nichts davon erreichen,
warum sollten wir dann kämpfen?
Anuri
I couldn’t believe it. What had been a well planned getaway had turned into a nightmare. First i had not been able to sleep the night before my trip then I stopped for coffee and scalded my mouth and it blistered right away. Then I jumped on the free way only to fid an accident and then I got a flat tire. No way! I had just had them checked a few days before but sur eenough, it was flad. I had to wait for auto club to come rescue me and by then it had started to rain and the traffic was all backed up.
Corina Carrasco
The car was busy getting towed and you were watching from the backseat of a police car. Great. This is gonna be the best Thanksgiving ever. The excitement of the turkey being seasoned with Mom’s tears makes your heart almost as warm as the stuffing you aren’t going to get. Because you’re a dumbass. And your car is getting towed.
Paige B
im in constant fear of my car being towed even if I park in paid posts!!
Madhumitha Harishankar
I have got two things to say about the word “Towed”. First is , “I don’t know what the fuck it means”. Second is “Resource negotiation”
vinod
The shadow, the bag (and the line) are towed
In the bag: a flask, two rocks, a disc, one towel
Over the hill, his destination – the tower
He bellows a sigh, the bridge is raised – what a lowed
A trol appears, missing an L; the loser, Lowel
“You best stand down, troll, and make that bridge go lower”
A low grumble from the beast, it will not be cowed
His threat denied, the hero thinks quick, grabs from his bag a cowel
He wraps his neck and stands in high fashion, the bridge sinks as the troll cowers
A time lapse – the tower claimed, heads all bowed
In praise of the hero, who before his reign must loosen bowels
He emerges lighter, claims his prize, and basks in that perfect bower
perplexed lunatics
politicians that don’t say
what they meant… ever
They have garbage brains
to go with garbage tirades
so to them I say
As the garbage heap
is tossed, forgotten, on barge
may they be TOWED
out to a sea storm
and from the tugboat then torn
and be… nevermore
(if you prefer alliteration instead, the last line
could end with: “forever forlorn”) Gotta[sic] love that Dr. Seus(s)peare stuff.
Have a Fantastic First Nations Day!
! haiku-man !
Damn. It was a day of bad luck. My car that was parked along the drive way got towed away. Can you believe that!
It was raining. Heavily. I was at the shop trying to get a pack of 6 cans for myself. The rain stopped me. By the time I came back, the car was towed away.
Can you believe that?
It has been 66 days since the last time I smiled. It is tough. Life goes on despite all the hard knocks. It aint easy
But I am going to get that car back.
Dayvid
done.
that’s what i think of.
being towed means that you’ve been busted, that something is broken, no longer capable of running by itself. it means that no matter how well you did in the first place, you’re not doing it anymore.
being towed means that it’s over.
Hannah
Sometimes we can find ourselves at a loss for control. Our life as we know it becomes one direction to another from those who don’t know us best. And so we try and find variation, even in the smallest measure, so that we can feel what we need most. Freedom. Sometimes the only choice we get is how we take our coffee. But it remains a private sanctum against others will.
“Where f*** is my truck?!” roared Chris, her cheeks red and her jaw cinched up tighter than a door hinge. She stood with her hands outstretched, staring at the space where her trusty automobile steed used to be.
“I…I think they towed it, dude.”
Chris swore again, loudly. “I have a PERMIT! I have a PERMIT, for Christ’s sake! Why does this always f***ing HAPPEN?!”
Belinda Roddie
I was towed behind you like a moth in a slipstream. I couldn’t get away from your high ideals, or your impossible standards.
She came back to an empty parking space. She cursed and threw her keys to the ground. Of course. Of COURSE this would happen to her today.
I like the thought of being towed. It gives you a chance to take your hand off the steering wheel for a while and to go with the flow.
I rowed up to the vacant seas
towed up by reluctant bags to teas
my mainstay was my gainstay-ed latent lover
a female pirate
cursed
the worse verses
alleviated by my atrophe.
Having my car towed. Being at the mercy of someone else. Watching your favorite possession being towed away — seeing it disappear over the horizon.. When being towed does nothing in this world to help you. Has ramifications for relationships and for the vicissitudes of life. The word can also embrace personal goals disappearing into the past.
Officers exist for a reason. I’ve lived with them for so long that making my own decisions feels strange. Forced. Terrifying. Why can’t she understand that?
Cat refuses to give me orders. Tells me I should command my own destiny as befits an Adventurer. I don’t know how.
Towed. I have no idea what that means. My language’s rusty, my time is running. But, here I am, trying to unrust? myself. I need to write my way out, improve my rhyming, and grab a dictionary.
what the fluff is up with that. you cant curse because they take it away like they towed my car away and i didn’t even park where I wasn’t supposed to park i cant believe they did me ]alike that they are the worst kind of people i cant cant cant cant cant chanct chance give me a chance in the rain when it alls from my shoulders and the rest of my soul lights up form the embers igniting within my face and my liups part the ways for the channels to be surfing through my life ankd my life is so beautiful
The weight on your shoulder of someone else. Their worries, their troubles, their fears. But what weighs the most is their self-denial, the rejection of the reality which is the cause of the problems they perceive. The denial that they can change, they are the root of their own issues, they are the cause of the concerns they feel, that they put on you.
I saw a barge being towed along the canal by a beautiful shire horse. It plodded slowly along as if it didn’t have a care in the world. It probably didn’t. What a life, I thought. In the open air all day and food and drink supplied when it was needed. Just perfect.
Wir haben so hard gearbeitet.
Wir haben uns abgeschleppt,
mit all den Problemen und Sorgen.
Wir haben unser bestes gegeben.
Wo ist unsere Belohnung?
Wo ist unser Sieg?
Wenn wir nichts davon erreichen,
warum sollten wir dann kämpfen?
I couldn’t believe it. What had been a well planned getaway had turned into a nightmare. First i had not been able to sleep the night before my trip then I stopped for coffee and scalded my mouth and it blistered right away. Then I jumped on the free way only to fid an accident and then I got a flat tire. No way! I had just had them checked a few days before but sur eenough, it was flad. I had to wait for auto club to come rescue me and by then it had started to rain and the traffic was all backed up.
The car was busy getting towed and you were watching from the backseat of a police car. Great. This is gonna be the best Thanksgiving ever. The excitement of the turkey being seasoned with Mom’s tears makes your heart almost as warm as the stuffing you aren’t going to get. Because you’re a dumbass. And your car is getting towed.
im in constant fear of my car being towed even if I park in paid posts!!
I have got two things to say about the word “Towed”. First is , “I don’t know what the fuck it means”. Second is “Resource negotiation”
The shadow, the bag (and the line) are towed
In the bag: a flask, two rocks, a disc, one towel
Over the hill, his destination – the tower
He bellows a sigh, the bridge is raised – what a lowed
A trol appears, missing an L; the loser, Lowel
“You best stand down, troll, and make that bridge go lower”
A low grumble from the beast, it will not be cowed
His threat denied, the hero thinks quick, grabs from his bag a cowel
He wraps his neck and stands in high fashion, the bridge sinks as the troll cowers
A time lapse – the tower claimed, heads all bowed
In praise of the hero, who before his reign must loosen bowels
He emerges lighter, claims his prize, and basks in that perfect bower
towed? well…my car was towed. I’m lying I don’t have a car yet :(
they dragged me behind them.
empathy is not allowed, they’re better than that
i am an empty truck that someone forgot to put
in the right spot
i am the forgotten one
perplexed lunatics
politicians that don’t say
what they meant… ever
They have garbage brains
to go with garbage tirades
so to them I say
As the garbage heap
is tossed, forgotten, on barge
may they be TOWED
out to a sea storm
and from the tugboat then torn
and be… nevermore
(if you prefer alliteration instead, the last line
could end with: “forever forlorn”) Gotta[sic] love that Dr. Seus(s)peare stuff.
Have a Fantastic First Nations Day!
Damn. It was a day of bad luck. My car that was parked along the drive way got towed away. Can you believe that!
It was raining. Heavily. I was at the shop trying to get a pack of 6 cans for myself. The rain stopped me. By the time I came back, the car was towed away.
Can you believe that?
It has been 66 days since the last time I smiled. It is tough. Life goes on despite all the hard knocks. It aint easy
But I am going to get that car back.
done.
that’s what i think of.
being towed means that you’ve been busted, that something is broken, no longer capable of running by itself. it means that no matter how well you did in the first place, you’re not doing it anymore.
being towed means that it’s over.
Sometimes we can find ourselves at a loss for control. Our life as we know it becomes one direction to another from those who don’t know us best. And so we try and find variation, even in the smallest measure, so that we can feel what we need most. Freedom. Sometimes the only choice we get is how we take our coffee. But it remains a private sanctum against others will.
“Where f*** is my truck?!” roared Chris, her cheeks red and her jaw cinched up tighter than a door hinge. She stood with her hands outstretched, staring at the space where her trusty automobile steed used to be.
“I…I think they towed it, dude.”
Chris swore again, loudly. “I have a PERMIT! I have a PERMIT, for Christ’s sake! Why does this always f***ing HAPPEN?!”
I was towed behind you like a moth in a slipstream. I couldn’t get away from your high ideals, or your impossible standards.