I looked down from where I was sitting to make eyes at the coaster on the table. I wanted to believe that it could keep my mind off whatever she was saying. It couldn’t. Coasters are just there to hold on and make things better but in the end we rarely ever even use them. We look right over them.
Dan Shine
We ride the coaster up and down
Across the cities, through the towns,
Never, ever slowing down,
And always moving
Up and down
Always
Amanda
She put the cup down on the melamine coaster. It slid and slammed against the table, spraying hot chocolate down the front of his pants. “Oh!” she said. He walked away, disgusted.
coaster… im on a roller coaster of emotions. constantly worried about the future. time is not some ride i can step off of, throw my hands up and scream. there i things i need, but others that are in my dreams.
The coaster sped too fast. I vomited.
This, however, was not a good thing—vomiting is worse for me than anyone else. When I vomit, I choke and spew and gag and spill out the contents of my stomach onto whatever happens to be close to me.
Ethan
Tick, tick, tick… Up the track we went. My heart beat so hard in my chest, I thought it might explode. I could hear my own pulse in my ears. Tick, tick, tick… We crested, and the coaster sprang to life beneath me.
He screamed as the train went down and clung to the strong arm beside him; Eames looked down at Arthur and smiled fondly, ride forgotten. The fearless point man had his eyes screwed shut and was clinging to him desperately.
the coster that I placed my drink on became wet and dingy. I hated my life. Goodbye.
Kuipher
Would you believe, that I went a whole summer without going to king’s dominion, which means that I went the whole summer with out riding a single roller coaster. I love the adrenaline rush that hits right as you are about to go over the top and zoom downward.
Teeps
roller, ride. A place to put my tea. A lifes journey. Not to be coasted.
Robert McLaughlan
she looked around the room as he mixed drinks in the kitchen. family photographs, vases from around the world, satin pillows, and a single coaster, painted by the hands of a little one with the words “I love you, Dad”….
i’m really tired right now, but this reminds me of sitting at my dad’s old house and him always getting pissed at me because i’d always put my wet glass down on the cedar table with no coaster. i still don’t use coasters. what’s the point? seriously.
Rachel Sutton
An emotional ride, you can’t seem to hate, but you can’t seem to like it either. Dramatic. Alluring, pulling you the whole way. What’s to be afraid of? Why is it that the butterflies cry, and flutter in my center? Why can I not decide the truth? You’ll be caught, but completely safe? It’s a journey; it’s an adventure. Coaster along, taking the risk; or standing on the sidelines wishing for the proper excitement.
one who coasts along the life, who enjoys going to theme parks and riding the scary metal beasts of joy.
John
drip drop. bottle sweating.
leaving a ring that is sure to be disastrous.
protecting a table from its untimely downfall.
thank you coaster for sharing with us your wonderful skill.
The coaster is put there to prevent our table getting messed up with the condensation from your drink that drink that after you and I drink we will have fun darling so put the coaster down as to not damage our tables.
A brand new feeling every time you sit down. Waiting in line for that thirty seconds of pure, unaltered bliss. The ups and down bring you to another world where the first kiss is the first kiss by the fiftieth time it’s happened. Backwards, forwards, every time i think of how i feel, there’s too much to be desired.
Flash:you’re a flatliner.life should be more like a roller coaster,with it’s ups and downs.you -you feel nothing at all
Dan
Desmond loves coasters. He crawls to the coffee table and grabs one in his little hand and gnaws at it and I wonder if he will enjoy roller coasters or The Coasters when he gets a little bugger. Or do our brains still fire up in those directions?
Nancy O'Neill
He was 27 years old but going nowhere in life. High school was followed by university and that was followed by a stream of low paying jobs. His life was unfulfilled.
JL
the mug left a splotchy, coffee solored circle on the table. at that moment, all the prim and proper Eliza Whims wished for was a coaster. but, sadly, she wasnt home, where there was a coaster on every surface you could possibly place a cup, mug or vase on.
Éliza
a place where you put your hot drinks or your mugs of beer its ususally made of cork or some other stuff its really useful round the house when you have just brought a new table and want top protect it from harmful things
klara
Ailish placed the wine class down on the coaster and stared blankly back at Mark.
“What?” she said as he continued to stare. “Have I something on my face?” He smiled and shook his head.
“No.”
a place to place
wet drippy condensation
staining all the furniture
remove it and that
is a mark you can never get rid of
a ring
a scar
for all your friends to see
feel the wind in my hair,
and the glass below my chair.
feel the rise and fall of us all.
feel the moisture get dull.
Marcus
I like steel roller coasters, but not wooden ones. I once saw a PBS special on wooden coasters. There was this guy who maintained the oldest wooden coaster. Every morning, he’d walk the track, carrying a giant mallet, and he’d POUND IN the wooden spikes holding the coaster together.
for a soda to protect that of the table. also someone who coasts through life. such as myself. I need to stop being a coaster. I must get my life in order for me to fully understand life and its entirety. stop coasting. stop being a soda.
Mark
roller caoster whooo. A coaster is the thing you put under your cups right??
Amahdi
The coaster was cold to the touch, and the moisture felt good against his forehead. The heat was so intense, that even the smallest token of chill was of welcomed relief. He ran his fingers along the edges, savoring the rapidly diminishing returns.
I didn’t realize when I left you that I could never really leave you. I thought I had put you behind me, but the wave of feelings I felt when I saw you told me that I will never ever be done with you.
mabuhay
My mum always shouted at me if i never set my mug on the coaster. The irony was, she herself never used to coaster. I never told her of this though, I always kept quiet just clenching my teeth silently.
“Where the hell are the coasters, hon?” Bob said. “I can’t put a ring on my heirloom peter pan table!”
“They’re in the junk drawer, sweetheart!”
mike
The ring on the table motivated me to get up and grab coasters for all the guests. But they continuously forgot to put their cups back on them. I felt like a control freak if I kept putting them back so I jus left it.
The word coaster reminds me of a flat, round placemat of sorts that holds messy, cold drinks. If you don’t use one, you can leave marks on your fine wood furniture. I have them all over my house!
Carrie
I can’t wait to grow up and have a home to decorate with things like coasters. I’m 20 years old and I get way too excited when I see homeware sales online. Clearly I was born to be a housewife.
I looked down from where I was sitting to make eyes at the coaster on the table. I wanted to believe that it could keep my mind off whatever she was saying. It couldn’t. Coasters are just there to hold on and make things better but in the end we rarely ever even use them. We look right over them.
We ride the coaster up and down
Across the cities, through the towns,
Never, ever slowing down,
And always moving
Up and down
Always
She put the cup down on the melamine coaster. It slid and slammed against the table, spraying hot chocolate down the front of his pants. “Oh!” she said. He walked away, disgusted.
coaster… im on a roller coaster of emotions. constantly worried about the future. time is not some ride i can step off of, throw my hands up and scream. there i things i need, but others that are in my dreams.
The coaster sped too fast. I vomited.
This, however, was not a good thing—vomiting is worse for me than anyone else. When I vomit, I choke and spew and gag and spill out the contents of my stomach onto whatever happens to be close to me.
Tick, tick, tick… Up the track we went. My heart beat so hard in my chest, I thought it might explode. I could hear my own pulse in my ears. Tick, tick, tick… We crested, and the coaster sprang to life beneath me.
He screamed as the train went down and clung to the strong arm beside him; Eames looked down at Arthur and smiled fondly, ride forgotten. The fearless point man had his eyes screwed shut and was clinging to him desperately.
the coster that I placed my drink on became wet and dingy. I hated my life. Goodbye.
Would you believe, that I went a whole summer without going to king’s dominion, which means that I went the whole summer with out riding a single roller coaster. I love the adrenaline rush that hits right as you are about to go over the top and zoom downward.
roller, ride. A place to put my tea. A lifes journey. Not to be coasted.
she looked around the room as he mixed drinks in the kitchen. family photographs, vases from around the world, satin pillows, and a single coaster, painted by the hands of a little one with the words “I love you, Dad”….
i’m really tired right now, but this reminds me of sitting at my dad’s old house and him always getting pissed at me because i’d always put my wet glass down on the cedar table with no coaster. i still don’t use coasters. what’s the point? seriously.
An emotional ride, you can’t seem to hate, but you can’t seem to like it either. Dramatic. Alluring, pulling you the whole way. What’s to be afraid of? Why is it that the butterflies cry, and flutter in my center? Why can I not decide the truth? You’ll be caught, but completely safe? It’s a journey; it’s an adventure. Coaster along, taking the risk; or standing on the sidelines wishing for the proper excitement.
one who coasts along the life, who enjoys going to theme parks and riding the scary metal beasts of joy.
drip drop. bottle sweating.
leaving a ring that is sure to be disastrous.
protecting a table from its untimely downfall.
thank you coaster for sharing with us your wonderful skill.
screaming high and low, racing the ground, my throat in my face. holy cow!! spinning, backwards, overhead, tumbling, rocking.
The coaster is put there to prevent our table getting messed up with the condensation from your drink that drink that after you and I drink we will have fun darling so put the coaster down as to not damage our tables.
Roller. Ocean. Sea. I am the drink, you are the coaster. Sweating under the tumbler. Damp. Memories come up from this moment.
Life is a roller coaster
Excitement and butterflies
Anticipation and waiting
Scariness on the rise to the top
Fulfillment at destination
A brand new feeling every time you sit down. Waiting in line for that thirty seconds of pure, unaltered bliss. The ups and down bring you to another world where the first kiss is the first kiss by the fiftieth time it’s happened. Backwards, forwards, every time i think of how i feel, there’s too much to be desired.
Flash:you’re a flatliner.life should be more like a roller coaster,with it’s ups and downs.you -you feel nothing at all
Desmond loves coasters. He crawls to the coffee table and grabs one in his little hand and gnaws at it and I wonder if he will enjoy roller coasters or The Coasters when he gets a little bugger. Or do our brains still fire up in those directions?
He was 27 years old but going nowhere in life. High school was followed by university and that was followed by a stream of low paying jobs. His life was unfulfilled.
the mug left a splotchy, coffee solored circle on the table. at that moment, all the prim and proper Eliza Whims wished for was a coaster. but, sadly, she wasnt home, where there was a coaster on every surface you could possibly place a cup, mug or vase on.
a place where you put your hot drinks or your mugs of beer its ususally made of cork or some other stuff its really useful round the house when you have just brought a new table and want top protect it from harmful things
Ailish placed the wine class down on the coaster and stared blankly back at Mark.
“What?” she said as he continued to stare. “Have I something on my face?” He smiled and shook his head.
“No.”
a place to place
wet drippy condensation
staining all the furniture
remove it and that
is a mark you can never get rid of
a ring
a scar
for all your friends to see
Chomp chomp chomp. Mmm. Mmmm. Yes. Chomp chomp. Ahhghmmm, chomp chomp. Ahh. Mmmm, that flavor. Chomp chomp.
Ahhhhhh.
feel the wind in my hair,
and the glass below my chair.
feel the rise and fall of us all.
feel the moisture get dull.
I like steel roller coasters, but not wooden ones. I once saw a PBS special on wooden coasters. There was this guy who maintained the oldest wooden coaster. Every morning, he’d walk the track, carrying a giant mallet, and he’d POUND IN the wooden spikes holding the coaster together.
No thanks.
for a soda to protect that of the table. also someone who coasts through life. such as myself. I need to stop being a coaster. I must get my life in order for me to fully understand life and its entirety. stop coasting. stop being a soda.
roller caoster whooo. A coaster is the thing you put under your cups right??
The coaster was cold to the touch, and the moisture felt good against his forehead. The heat was so intense, that even the smallest token of chill was of welcomed relief. He ran his fingers along the edges, savoring the rapidly diminishing returns.
I didn’t realize when I left you that I could never really leave you. I thought I had put you behind me, but the wave of feelings I felt when I saw you told me that I will never ever be done with you.
My mum always shouted at me if i never set my mug on the coaster. The irony was, she herself never used to coaster. I never told her of this though, I always kept quiet just clenching my teeth silently.
Aren’t coasters people who go through life or work without much effort?
You can’t even put a drink on these people to avoid a ring on your table since they’ll most likely drop it.
“Where the hell are the coasters, hon?” Bob said. “I can’t put a ring on my heirloom peter pan table!”
“They’re in the junk drawer, sweetheart!”
The ring on the table motivated me to get up and grab coasters for all the guests. But they continuously forgot to put their cups back on them. I felt like a control freak if I kept putting them back so I jus left it.
The word coaster reminds me of a flat, round placemat of sorts that holds messy, cold drinks. If you don’t use one, you can leave marks on your fine wood furniture. I have them all over my house!
I can’t wait to grow up and have a home to decorate with things like coasters. I’m 20 years old and I get way too excited when I see homeware sales online. Clearly I was born to be a housewife.