Bronze is
The contest entry came back with the medal, plated with a gleaming 3rd
The stiff chair grandmother always sat in, uncomfortable, unappealing, delicate as by taking a seat, you would reduce it to scrap metal
The way the sky looks with your 40$ sunglasses on
The fake, unnatural imitation of paint which amusingly ruined your canvas…appearing more like shit-brown
Her skin color, and the way it caught the light like no alabaster white, no midnight black, no soft peach color ever could
It is and forever will be, because of her, the color of your life.
kortnee
bronze trophy once again… 1st is the worst second is the best third is the one with the treasure chest… i guess thats not so bad… i can deal with a treasure chest :)
cdem
Bronze is a type of metal. It’s also the third place type of medal (with a dal) in the Olympics. People may think bronze isn’t much of a prize, but heck, if you’re in a world-wide race, and you win 3rd place, that’s damn impressive.
Lauran
golden brown, roast chicken, cooked to mouthwatering perfection. I love my mum’s Sunday dinner.
Louise
Bronze is the color of California girls, after spending the day at the beach, playing at being grown ups but really just silly young girls who have not experienced life…they will grow up to be grey but right now they are almost gold
Macpherk
it’s easy to think about bronze on a 100 degree plus day in southern california. The skin of seemingly everyone around me is the color of deep bronze. It makes me wonder whether everyone truly ventures outside or goes to the tan salon.
josepho
He stood there with his flowing bronze hair. He looked like a Greek God and my mouth watered just looking at him. And no he was not Edward Cullen, he was a normal good-looking man.
it was just like that, just bronze. the statue stood there with a look that set me closer to death the more and more i stared into it. i dont know if it was the color or the look, or maby the way it was built but i could not take it anymore the bronze statue had to be destroyed.
Jabs
I stared up at the bronze statue one earlier morning in July, wondering if I would ever be the same without her. My late wife, Jeanette, purchased this statue for me on our wedding aniversary. Blah blah blah… end? Crap I’m out of time!
Jared Hood
“Can you ever love me as much as I love you?”
Her hair is touseled bronze in the summer sun. Today, my girlfriend felt like the first day of summer.
ruefle
I look across the room and squint my eyes. My hands are trembling. Sweat trickles down my spine. I am leaning over the desk. The wood pierces into my flesh. Are these tears clouding my vision?
The bronze pierces the back.
The pain is more immense than I thought – my eyes shut. I say a prayer.
ruefle
it could mean when a person is very tanned. and can also be a metal like gold or silver. there are sculptures made with it.
SBDL
The bronze coins were all he had. He kept them in a small sack in his breast pocket, and he would defend him with his life. Once he had had a house, and a wife, and a beautiful daughter, but that was all gone now. Now all he had were these coins. They were all that was left.
There was a bronze statue in the garden. It was of a wood nymph, the delicate green sheen of the metal giving the dulled brown metal a more earthy tone. Perfect for the subject matter.
There was a bronze statue at the end of the walkway. It was a dolphin, poised in midjump, slightly green from age. It didn’t look like much but it was hard to believe that the soul of a water sprite was trapped within.
Drazuki
olympics and we have not won for it greeks damn losers gold is win all is fail
Jessica
Bronze… third place, not bad. The smaller step, not the highest, not the floor. Not on the floor, not standing in a corner.
Not bad, not bad at all.
I can handle that. Bronze… this little coin, on a piece of ribbon… You know, I honestly don’t care. This could be a little penny for all I care.
Whatever.
Not bad.
Not bad at all.
He stared at the idol, and ran his finger down the bronze arm. “This isn’t that old, actually,” he said authoritatively.
“Then why’s it covered in green crust?” his colleague asked.
“That’s paint,” he replied, rolling his eyes, “because you brought your kid to work and let her have face paint.”
I’m your bronze medal. I’m not the best; hell, sometimes I’m not even adequate, but I am something. I may be the weakest of the strong, but I am at least strong. Use me.
Hey nice tan. I’m not brown, I’m bronzed bro. You can borrow my birthday suit.
cari
She looked at the beautiful bronze boy sitting across the restaurant from her. She knew she shouldn’t be thinking this, craving an Italian boy while thousands of miles away from the boy she had at home. But as she stared at his beautiful topaz eyes, he began to walk over to her table.
One upon a time there was a metal called bronze. Other metals didn’t like him, so he had a really sad childhood. Luckily, he grew up to be just behind silver and gold.
M.t.
bronze is the color of my lucky lucky penny. i never go anywhere without it. it brings me the best of luck in all i do. the good news is i can be your lucky penny too :)
bronze marks the third place at contests. it’s also what many statues are made of. It rusts and goes a remarkable shade of green. Many artists and sculptors love to use it in their works.
E
Cowboys in bronze seem so perfect for the day. If only we could capture other villains in the same dark metal and stifle their horror and beautiful violence on the pedestals we build everyday.
Nancy O'Neill
The treasure chest or hairy chest? Either way, it’s always better than first prize or the silver medal. First is the worst, second is the best, but third is the one with the manly of many chests, or maybe a chest full of treasures and gold.
It’s bronze. I might as well have lost. Bronze is a metal that pretends to be gold so that maybe it can feel like it’s worth something. But bronze is about as worthwhile as copper. I lost. Everything.
To earn a bronze metal means that you are not the best one. But to think in another way, it means that you also win something; and thus, still a winner.
lala
the color of the statue at harvard
where i kissed the foot
and hoped that maybe it’ll give me luck
to get in there
because i know i’ll need it
anonymous
“Get me out of here! What the hell.” Jacob scream at the menacing figure above him, a man in a hooded robe looking down at him with a bronze staff posed for striking.
The bronze statue stood tall in the setting sun. I stared at it, amazed at the beauty captured in its lifeless skin. She was beautiful. Her gaze looked upon the world like a real human.
Kellye
you were like me that summer.
before we went to the river i wanted to tell you something but was interrupted. sorry, for being distant in the car, i was trying to rephrase the question. i was trying to think of a way out of it, but your bronze skin reminded me that i didn’t have to ask anyway.
Summer skin. Statues. Baby shoes. Slinky sandals. Good art medium.
Annabear
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh i just frikin did stupid bronze!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NEVERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Megan
bronze is a color like brown and it is for 3rd place i don’t like bronze it is ugly and brown is ugly i don’t like to get in 3rd place because when you do get mad because you didnt get first place.
Megan
Again with the bronze, I just had it a minute ago. I was talking about how you create bronze in World of Warcraft but I couldn’t remember how you did it. Third place in many competitions.
Miika Hokkanen
each person has a different rating . some are gold which is rich.some are silver which is average . but all have a heart of bronze which is wanting more than our souls can bear
mykah
We didn’t need a medal for our act of valor. It didn’t mean a thing to one of us. So Kanzi took it and put it in a case on top of her book shelf. We didn’t need to look at it to feel the connection, the strength.
As she turned the pages, she slowly began to realize how fake they were. Her friend’s diary spoke of a man with the hair of bronze. Her friend’s fictional fantasies were as real as their friendship.
Bronze is
The contest entry came back with the medal, plated with a gleaming 3rd
The stiff chair grandmother always sat in, uncomfortable, unappealing, delicate as by taking a seat, you would reduce it to scrap metal
The way the sky looks with your 40$ sunglasses on
The fake, unnatural imitation of paint which amusingly ruined your canvas…appearing more like shit-brown
Her skin color, and the way it caught the light like no alabaster white, no midnight black, no soft peach color ever could
It is and forever will be, because of her, the color of your life.
bronze trophy once again… 1st is the worst second is the best third is the one with the treasure chest… i guess thats not so bad… i can deal with a treasure chest :)
Bronze is a type of metal. It’s also the third place type of medal (with a dal) in the Olympics. People may think bronze isn’t much of a prize, but heck, if you’re in a world-wide race, and you win 3rd place, that’s damn impressive.
golden brown, roast chicken, cooked to mouthwatering perfection. I love my mum’s Sunday dinner.
Bronze is the color of California girls, after spending the day at the beach, playing at being grown ups but really just silly young girls who have not experienced life…they will grow up to be grey but right now they are almost gold
it’s easy to think about bronze on a 100 degree plus day in southern california. The skin of seemingly everyone around me is the color of deep bronze. It makes me wonder whether everyone truly ventures outside or goes to the tan salon.
He stood there with his flowing bronze hair. He looked like a Greek God and my mouth watered just looking at him. And no he was not Edward Cullen, he was a normal good-looking man.
it was just like that, just bronze. the statue stood there with a look that set me closer to death the more and more i stared into it. i dont know if it was the color or the look, or maby the way it was built but i could not take it anymore the bronze statue had to be destroyed.
I stared up at the bronze statue one earlier morning in July, wondering if I would ever be the same without her. My late wife, Jeanette, purchased this statue for me on our wedding aniversary. Blah blah blah… end? Crap I’m out of time!
“Can you ever love me as much as I love you?”
Her hair is touseled bronze in the summer sun. Today, my girlfriend felt like the first day of summer.
I look across the room and squint my eyes. My hands are trembling. Sweat trickles down my spine. I am leaning over the desk. The wood pierces into my flesh. Are these tears clouding my vision?
The bronze pierces the back.
The pain is more immense than I thought – my eyes shut. I say a prayer.
it could mean when a person is very tanned. and can also be a metal like gold or silver. there are sculptures made with it.
The bronze coins were all he had. He kept them in a small sack in his breast pocket, and he would defend him with his life. Once he had had a house, and a wife, and a beautiful daughter, but that was all gone now. Now all he had were these coins. They were all that was left.
There was a bronze statue in the garden. It was of a wood nymph, the delicate green sheen of the metal giving the dulled brown metal a more earthy tone. Perfect for the subject matter.
a
There was a bronze statue at the end of the walkway. It was a dolphin, poised in midjump, slightly green from age. It didn’t look like much but it was hard to believe that the soul of a water sprite was trapped within.
olympics and we have not won for it greeks damn losers gold is win all is fail
Bronze… third place, not bad. The smaller step, not the highest, not the floor. Not on the floor, not standing in a corner.
Not bad, not bad at all.
I can handle that. Bronze… this little coin, on a piece of ribbon… You know, I honestly don’t care. This could be a little penny for all I care.
Whatever.
Not bad.
Not bad at all.
He stared at the idol, and ran his finger down the bronze arm. “This isn’t that old, actually,” he said authoritatively.
“Then why’s it covered in green crust?” his colleague asked.
“That’s paint,” he replied, rolling his eyes, “because you brought your kid to work and let her have face paint.”
I’m your bronze medal. I’m not the best; hell, sometimes I’m not even adequate, but I am something. I may be the weakest of the strong, but I am at least strong. Use me.
Hey nice tan. I’m not brown, I’m bronzed bro. You can borrow my birthday suit.
She looked at the beautiful bronze boy sitting across the restaurant from her. She knew she shouldn’t be thinking this, craving an Italian boy while thousands of miles away from the boy she had at home. But as she stared at his beautiful topaz eyes, he began to walk over to her table.
One upon a time there was a metal called bronze. Other metals didn’t like him, so he had a really sad childhood. Luckily, he grew up to be just behind silver and gold.
bronze is the color of my lucky lucky penny. i never go anywhere without it. it brings me the best of luck in all i do. the good news is i can be your lucky penny too :)
bronze marks the third place at contests. it’s also what many statues are made of. It rusts and goes a remarkable shade of green. Many artists and sculptors love to use it in their works.
Cowboys in bronze seem so perfect for the day. If only we could capture other villains in the same dark metal and stifle their horror and beautiful violence on the pedestals we build everyday.
The treasure chest or hairy chest? Either way, it’s always better than first prize or the silver medal. First is the worst, second is the best, but third is the one with the manly of many chests, or maybe a chest full of treasures and gold.
It’s bronze. I might as well have lost. Bronze is a metal that pretends to be gold so that maybe it can feel like it’s worth something. But bronze is about as worthwhile as copper. I lost. Everything.
To earn a bronze metal means that you are not the best one. But to think in another way, it means that you also win something; and thus, still a winner.
the color of the statue at harvard
where i kissed the foot
and hoped that maybe it’ll give me luck
to get in there
because i know i’ll need it
“Get me out of here! What the hell.” Jacob scream at the menacing figure above him, a man in a hooded robe looking down at him with a bronze staff posed for striking.
The bronze statue stood tall in the setting sun. I stared at it, amazed at the beauty captured in its lifeless skin. She was beautiful. Her gaze looked upon the world like a real human.
you were like me that summer.
before we went to the river i wanted to tell you something but was interrupted. sorry, for being distant in the car, i was trying to rephrase the question. i was trying to think of a way out of it, but your bronze skin reminded me that i didn’t have to ask anyway.
Summer skin. Statues. Baby shoes. Slinky sandals. Good art medium.
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh i just frikin did stupid bronze!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NEVERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
bronze is a color like brown and it is for 3rd place i don’t like bronze it is ugly and brown is ugly i don’t like to get in 3rd place because when you do get mad because you didnt get first place.
Again with the bronze, I just had it a minute ago. I was talking about how you create bronze in World of Warcraft but I couldn’t remember how you did it. Third place in many competitions.
each person has a different rating . some are gold which is rich.some are silver which is average . but all have a heart of bronze which is wanting more than our souls can bear
We didn’t need a medal for our act of valor. It didn’t mean a thing to one of us. So Kanzi took it and put it in a case on top of her book shelf. We didn’t need to look at it to feel the connection, the strength.
As she turned the pages, she slowly began to realize how fake they were. Her friend’s diary spoke of a man with the hair of bronze. Her friend’s fictional fantasies were as real as their friendship.