Lights, illuminating the world.
Underground and above ground, growing and illuminating.
One can feed the other can feed the other forever.
Or until it burns out.
Kayla
a light bulb is what is used to light up a room. there are new ones that are more eco friendly and they last longer. you can get different colors. i have two black lights in my bedroom that i’m going to put up for halloween. there are also many different sizes of light bulbs. my brother broke the one inside one of my favorite lamps and i was really pissed off. we bought new ones though, but they were pretty expensive. oh well, it’s over now. a light bulb is used to keep Stewby warm!
bryan renaud
The bulb hung over the dinner table, and the child was fascinated by the light. He imagined that it was the sun shining for hime alone. When a beetle landed on the bulb, he wondered what it was like for the beetle. He wanted to be that beetle, feel the warmth of the sun against his skin and the warmth of love
S.M.G
She planted and she planted. The dirt was so dry, and it hadn’t rained in so long, it meant that nothing would probably come of it, but she couldn’t stop. God no. Maybe one day they’d be flowers, if only for her mind.
She liked the sound of that. Flowers for her mind.
Invunche
The imagination of a human child can reach the pinnacle of excellence when there is that one flash of ingenuity no one thought to be possible before. That one moment where the world can be seen through a double lense rather than a mirror of reflection. If at once they could hold on to that peering thought of minute perfection the world can be a dry and lonely place where all is not lost, but suddenly found.
Blythe
The light swung from the rafters in the dusty old cathedral, the moss of ages sat moldering on the stone, and the air was thick with history. It was long since torches were used, and the light hid more than it revealed.
maleena
So the bulb was mottled and injured, broken. He cursed. It was the last one he had, the last of the other ones he’d managed to salvage from the garden. Her garden. He wanted to weep, cry, scream. Because this one wouldn’t grow. He would lose the last memory he had of her. She would be dead forever, just like her garden.
He let the bulb fall.
Naoe
Softand supple frames of agony. Light my bulb you dirty woman. The sun is encapsulated in entirity because man put him there. It was an awful thing to do but we loved it and saw that most people misunderstood exactly what the man was trying to say. theere is a small fetal cat with my bosom .
AttHig
The light was all he could see through the haze of smoke. Everywhere there was the sound of grating metal and the drip of water echoed through the halls. Maybe these would be the last sounds he would
Douglas Hooper
there was a bulb, a calla lily blub and it was waiting to be planted, it was a rare color, bronze with streaks of gold.
Maleena
The bulb hung from the ceiling by a chain, dim, stark against the already stark concrete walls of the cell. He didn’t know what they thought the would get out of him. If it was torture, he’d probably survived worse. If it was interrogation, well, he could out-chat the best of them. And if it was killing…that was an entirely different matter. He was probably the best killer of them all.
Because he didn’t need a gun or knife.
He was Gabriel.
He could kill with his mind.
He was a telepath.
Nagi
Light… The only way to see what you’re doing, where you’re going. What you do next… is to see clearly. We’ve been blessed with a natural source. But when the moon shines and sun is asleep… We may settle for… the bulb. lol
Jullina
bulb? Bulbasaur is my favorite pokemon. He has vine whip and, most importantly, Razor Leaf. Once you get Razor Leaf, the game is over – a fifty-five damage critical hit-assured attack? Give me a break. Charizard doesn’t get that until like, level fifty five. Hah! Two fifty-fives in one paragraphy.
Paragraphy? That’s a rather bulbous protruberance on the end of that word. Was Thomas Edison’s head bulbous?
Chuck Giesen
the light that lights the indoors. the invention that changed the world and caused the eventual crisis that we know as global warming. the thing that burns out in your car – just at the wrong time…the thing that illuminates when you have a great idea!
Charlene Overturf
the bulb shone with decreasing luminosity over the barren landscape of the office room. she sat as she had always say working away and droning on the confined office space. suddenly the bulb began to flicker. No long could it be
britt
the flashed on and exploded. too many shards fell and tinked on the floor and table. they were all hot, but only briefly, and none fell on sensitive exposed spots of skin.
matt
I had brought some bulbs the other day and planted them all nicely into one of my flatmates pots, which im going to steal. and then nothing happnend, nothing. I thought i had planted broken bulbs, for 3 months I waited and nothing grew. I even dug down and tried to see if they were spourting – and they were!
Dinks
Light bulb,
shining bright,
at the end of my life,
where must i go,
to burn out,
and be forever,
incased in darkness.
Troy
the bulb flashed and dimmed as the man entered the room. I was still sitting in the chair, staring at the empty desk, but then, it’s not like i had a choice. The man didn’t touch or acknowledge me as he strode confidently into the room. When he sat in the desk, he looked surprised to see me.
Joshua Hansen
I’ve had a lot of problems with these new florecense light bulbs. I don’t think they are that great. Sure, they fit in the sockets of the other bulbs, but I’ve had to replace all three of them within about a year, and they were supposed to be the great bulb that didn’t need replacing in like several years. So much for that!!
Ray
the bulb. it’s like a sun, i guess you could say. indoors, where the sun can’t reach, it replaces the sun. it’s the light where dark abides. but then, there are still windows.. bulb.. bulb.. i got nothing.. haha.
Jon
Tulip bulbs are sitting in my garage waiting to be planted. I don’t have time. My son is in the hospital and I’m home with the 6 other kidlets while my husband stays with him. I’d love to wake up one spring morning and be surrounded by tulips but I bet it won’t be this coming spring! I need 48 hour days!
Shelli
IS IT ALWAYS BULB? THE PERSON WHO INTRODUCED ME TO STUMBLE SENT THIS LINK AND SAID SHE’D JUST SPENT 60 SECONDS WRITING ABOUT BRIGHT IDEAS OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT BECAUSE THE WORD WAS BULB. DO WE ALWAYS START WITH BULB? WELL, I THINK MORE OF FLOWERS.
kim
there once was a light bulb. I had to fix it. It was dead. It lay on top of the ceiling, in a great big chandelier that covered my dining room table. we were having people over that day. It was a rainy day, and although it was mid october, my parents still insisted i change that light bulb. I wanted one of those more green ones since these were really bad for the environment, but my parents thought i should get the other kinds. I got them anyway.
jenny
“The impossibility of the thing should never deter us from approaching.”
My mother had said this to me when I was a boy. On more than one occasion. If I was timid, it was always with this ice cold, one line lecture. The more I heard it, the more nervous I became, the less I could overcome my fear.
The prhase came rushing back to me, twenty years later, as I stood in a dirt path and stared down a wild lion.
paisley
This is what you put in the lamps to have light. You can also plant these in your yard to grow flowers. Sometimes someone who isn’t very bright isn’t considered the brightest bulb on the block.
Wendy Clifton
bright
luminescent
hot
burns out
energy
lighting
clear
colourful
glass
JamieSolverson
the bulb brings us light and because of this I am very greatful…or is it grateful? yeah, anyway light bulbs are bulbs but bulbs are also like the bulbs on some kind of growth like bulbous growths, because that is where that word came from. Bulbasaur is a pokemon, but not a very good one. I would have to say just about anything could beat a Bulbasaur
shawn
A shining beacon in a dark room. One single light. Keeping my mood bright, illuminating my world. Just one bulb.
Anna
we planted flower bulbs that we knew wouldn’t grow because we needed something to do together that involved work because we couldn’t talk still. we were so mad at each other but stuck together, planting flower bulbs of a kind that I don’t remember in a garden we’d never cared about before.
Courtney
lightbulbs.the shape of them i love them. bulbs in the ground.dont dig up the bulbs. i never understood how they stuck around in the ground, year after year after year. eventually they would go away, perhaps by the squirrels. i miss planting and being small.
sheila
the huge bulb like nose flared at its nostrols
edna.macneil
Light bulb make light so that we can see in the dark. We press a little switch and they turn on. People change light bulbs when they die. there are jokes about how many people does it take to change a light bulb. I don’t find them very funnny usually. But many people do like them. I can’t think of any right now, but there are so many! Jokes are good when they are funny. Bulbs can also be plants.
Karen
it’s light. it brightens the world. it is also part of a flower, and flowers make the world brighter. it can be part of electricity or grow from the ground up. it can wither away or burn out.
jess
Whenever my light bulb goes out it is one of the most annoying things. I will have to climb the bed, after speaking a long while finding said light bulb, unscrew the light and find some sort of way to remember the left loosey, righty tighty rule–which I seemingly forget each time I have to put in a new one.
After much sweat and time is put in, finally, with a flick of a switch and a toss of the old, burnt out glass, it lights up my room once more.
Cassandra
Bulbs light bulbs, flower bulbs. Round and perfect. I like light the give, I love flowers they make. The bulb is a small wonder, no matter what one you mean!
winter
flashing lights of irreconcilable size.
intresting waves of neon light.
possessing my soul with flashing aura of undeniable beauty.
feeling free to move, wave, writhe, laugh, love.
shredwell
a beacon, giver of light. we extend our gratitude be the indicator, illuminator , photon generator
danny
one word says an awful lot when you think about it i mean i have one word to say to you or its only one word people don’t realize the power of one word. it has many meanings in the world and yo peopl
Ashley
the sound of glass breaking on the floor made me think it was the light blub. I flew out of bed. After checking the bathroom, I noticed the blub was still in it’s socket. I did a quick search of the house and noticed someone had broken the glass in my bedroom window. I cold chill went through me.
Lights, illuminating the world.
Underground and above ground, growing and illuminating.
One can feed the other can feed the other forever.
Or until it burns out.
a light bulb is what is used to light up a room. there are new ones that are more eco friendly and they last longer. you can get different colors. i have two black lights in my bedroom that i’m going to put up for halloween. there are also many different sizes of light bulbs. my brother broke the one inside one of my favorite lamps and i was really pissed off. we bought new ones though, but they were pretty expensive. oh well, it’s over now. a light bulb is used to keep Stewby warm!
The bulb hung over the dinner table, and the child was fascinated by the light. He imagined that it was the sun shining for hime alone. When a beetle landed on the bulb, he wondered what it was like for the beetle. He wanted to be that beetle, feel the warmth of the sun against his skin and the warmth of love
She planted and she planted. The dirt was so dry, and it hadn’t rained in so long, it meant that nothing would probably come of it, but she couldn’t stop. God no. Maybe one day they’d be flowers, if only for her mind.
She liked the sound of that. Flowers for her mind.
The imagination of a human child can reach the pinnacle of excellence when there is that one flash of ingenuity no one thought to be possible before. That one moment where the world can be seen through a double lense rather than a mirror of reflection. If at once they could hold on to that peering thought of minute perfection the world can be a dry and lonely place where all is not lost, but suddenly found.
The light swung from the rafters in the dusty old cathedral, the moss of ages sat moldering on the stone, and the air was thick with history. It was long since torches were used, and the light hid more than it revealed.
So the bulb was mottled and injured, broken. He cursed. It was the last one he had, the last of the other ones he’d managed to salvage from the garden. Her garden. He wanted to weep, cry, scream. Because this one wouldn’t grow. He would lose the last memory he had of her. She would be dead forever, just like her garden.
He let the bulb fall.
Softand supple frames of agony. Light my bulb you dirty woman. The sun is encapsulated in entirity because man put him there. It was an awful thing to do but we loved it and saw that most people misunderstood exactly what the man was trying to say. theere is a small fetal cat with my bosom .
The light was all he could see through the haze of smoke. Everywhere there was the sound of grating metal and the drip of water echoed through the halls. Maybe these would be the last sounds he would
there was a bulb, a calla lily blub and it was waiting to be planted, it was a rare color, bronze with streaks of gold.
The bulb hung from the ceiling by a chain, dim, stark against the already stark concrete walls of the cell. He didn’t know what they thought the would get out of him. If it was torture, he’d probably survived worse. If it was interrogation, well, he could out-chat the best of them. And if it was killing…that was an entirely different matter. He was probably the best killer of them all.
Because he didn’t need a gun or knife.
He was Gabriel.
He could kill with his mind.
He was a telepath.
Light… The only way to see what you’re doing, where you’re going. What you do next… is to see clearly. We’ve been blessed with a natural source. But when the moon shines and sun is asleep… We may settle for… the bulb. lol
bulb? Bulbasaur is my favorite pokemon. He has vine whip and, most importantly, Razor Leaf. Once you get Razor Leaf, the game is over – a fifty-five damage critical hit-assured attack? Give me a break. Charizard doesn’t get that until like, level fifty five. Hah! Two fifty-fives in one paragraphy.
Paragraphy? That’s a rather bulbous protruberance on the end of that word. Was Thomas Edison’s head bulbous?
the light that lights the indoors. the invention that changed the world and caused the eventual crisis that we know as global warming. the thing that burns out in your car – just at the wrong time…the thing that illuminates when you have a great idea!
the bulb shone with decreasing luminosity over the barren landscape of the office room. she sat as she had always say working away and droning on the confined office space. suddenly the bulb began to flicker. No long could it be
the flashed on and exploded. too many shards fell and tinked on the floor and table. they were all hot, but only briefly, and none fell on sensitive exposed spots of skin.
I had brought some bulbs the other day and planted them all nicely into one of my flatmates pots, which im going to steal. and then nothing happnend, nothing. I thought i had planted broken bulbs, for 3 months I waited and nothing grew. I even dug down and tried to see if they were spourting – and they were!
Light bulb,
shining bright,
at the end of my life,
where must i go,
to burn out,
and be forever,
incased in darkness.
the bulb flashed and dimmed as the man entered the room. I was still sitting in the chair, staring at the empty desk, but then, it’s not like i had a choice. The man didn’t touch or acknowledge me as he strode confidently into the room. When he sat in the desk, he looked surprised to see me.
I’ve had a lot of problems with these new florecense light bulbs. I don’t think they are that great. Sure, they fit in the sockets of the other bulbs, but I’ve had to replace all three of them within about a year, and they were supposed to be the great bulb that didn’t need replacing in like several years. So much for that!!
the bulb. it’s like a sun, i guess you could say. indoors, where the sun can’t reach, it replaces the sun. it’s the light where dark abides. but then, there are still windows.. bulb.. bulb.. i got nothing.. haha.
Tulip bulbs are sitting in my garage waiting to be planted. I don’t have time. My son is in the hospital and I’m home with the 6 other kidlets while my husband stays with him. I’d love to wake up one spring morning and be surrounded by tulips but I bet it won’t be this coming spring! I need 48 hour days!
IS IT ALWAYS BULB? THE PERSON WHO INTRODUCED ME TO STUMBLE SENT THIS LINK AND SAID SHE’D JUST SPENT 60 SECONDS WRITING ABOUT BRIGHT IDEAS OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT BECAUSE THE WORD WAS BULB. DO WE ALWAYS START WITH BULB? WELL, I THINK MORE OF FLOWERS.
there once was a light bulb. I had to fix it. It was dead. It lay on top of the ceiling, in a great big chandelier that covered my dining room table. we were having people over that day. It was a rainy day, and although it was mid october, my parents still insisted i change that light bulb. I wanted one of those more green ones since these were really bad for the environment, but my parents thought i should get the other kinds. I got them anyway.
“The impossibility of the thing should never deter us from approaching.”
My mother had said this to me when I was a boy. On more than one occasion. If I was timid, it was always with this ice cold, one line lecture. The more I heard it, the more nervous I became, the less I could overcome my fear.
The prhase came rushing back to me, twenty years later, as I stood in a dirt path and stared down a wild lion.
This is what you put in the lamps to have light. You can also plant these in your yard to grow flowers. Sometimes someone who isn’t very bright isn’t considered the brightest bulb on the block.
bright
luminescent
hot
burns out
energy
lighting
clear
colourful
glass
the bulb brings us light and because of this I am very greatful…or is it grateful? yeah, anyway light bulbs are bulbs but bulbs are also like the bulbs on some kind of growth like bulbous growths, because that is where that word came from. Bulbasaur is a pokemon, but not a very good one. I would have to say just about anything could beat a Bulbasaur
A shining beacon in a dark room. One single light. Keeping my mood bright, illuminating my world. Just one bulb.
we planted flower bulbs that we knew wouldn’t grow because we needed something to do together that involved work because we couldn’t talk still. we were so mad at each other but stuck together, planting flower bulbs of a kind that I don’t remember in a garden we’d never cared about before.
lightbulbs.the shape of them i love them. bulbs in the ground.dont dig up the bulbs. i never understood how they stuck around in the ground, year after year after year. eventually they would go away, perhaps by the squirrels. i miss planting and being small.
the huge bulb like nose flared at its nostrols
Light bulb make light so that we can see in the dark. We press a little switch and they turn on. People change light bulbs when they die. there are jokes about how many people does it take to change a light bulb. I don’t find them very funnny usually. But many people do like them. I can’t think of any right now, but there are so many! Jokes are good when they are funny. Bulbs can also be plants.
it’s light. it brightens the world. it is also part of a flower, and flowers make the world brighter. it can be part of electricity or grow from the ground up. it can wither away or burn out.
Whenever my light bulb goes out it is one of the most annoying things. I will have to climb the bed, after speaking a long while finding said light bulb, unscrew the light and find some sort of way to remember the left loosey, righty tighty rule–which I seemingly forget each time I have to put in a new one.
After much sweat and time is put in, finally, with a flick of a switch and a toss of the old, burnt out glass, it lights up my room once more.
Bulbs light bulbs, flower bulbs. Round and perfect. I like light the give, I love flowers they make. The bulb is a small wonder, no matter what one you mean!
flashing lights of irreconcilable size.
intresting waves of neon light.
possessing my soul with flashing aura of undeniable beauty.
feeling free to move, wave, writhe, laugh, love.
a beacon, giver of light. we extend our gratitude be the indicator, illuminator , photon generator
one word says an awful lot when you think about it i mean i have one word to say to you or its only one word people don’t realize the power of one word. it has many meanings in the world and yo peopl
the sound of glass breaking on the floor made me think it was the light blub. I flew out of bed. After checking the bathroom, I noticed the blub was still in it’s socket. I did a quick search of the house and noticed someone had broken the glass in my bedroom window. I cold chill went through me.