they help construct and bring down buildings. they are also a bird. i dont really know what else to say this is kind of a strange word but im gonna keep typing because you told me to hahaha.
Jon Lambert
construction. it was a windy day, and john didn’t feel like providing for his family, john didn’t feel like working (switch those). John wanted to be on his own, independent was a feeling that was quickly fading from his memory. John had a plan.
Jackie Osk
Cranky the crane. Oh how my boy wants one. But for almost $45, I don’t know if I can (or want to) swing it. Yet, Cranky calls out to him daily from the old Thomas The Tank Engine box he refuses to throw out. Damn you, Cranky!
the girl at the end of the hall
should i lift it? should i bring it to the limits of the sky that we cannot reach? to build and construct past the boundaries, to use the intellect and precision of the human creation, to keep the empire going higher and higher..
It was elegant and slender. It was everything that she had hoped it to be. This last one was perfect. She gingerly placed it on her shelf, next to all the other animals that she swore she’d never make again. This was the last crane. This was the last time she would make those folds again. The only thing she thought deserved white paper, standing brightly among the other colors. Finally, it her collection was complete and she could move on to other things.
Kailtin Butler
i love the crane machines in the mall this one time my brother cussed a machine out cause it took his money ha ha ha ha :)
The crane was old. It’s feathers once white and shinny were now thin, dull and blew lightly in the breeze. He walked along the shore, letting the sand burry his 4 toes and finally stopped in the shade to begin fishing.
Amanda
The sweep of wings over head brought her attention to the sky. The bird looked like it shouldn’t have been able to fly, its legs too long and the gangly neck doubled back over itself. But the wings stretched from one tip of the sun to the other and its grace was more than any creature she had ever seen.
ugly. bird. minnesota. long legs. long beak. lots of poop. is this the right crane? i don’t know. eats fish.
Jessica
A crane, made of paper, flew into my heart. As the nature of such things go, I received a cut to my most sensitive of organs and abstract livelihood. That is what you were to me. That is love.
Al Tepes
crane is a producer/brand that makes toilets and sinks. I know this because the toilet in the basement bathroom at my old house in quebec was a crane. so was the sink. in french crane means skull
Karine
I want to make 1000 paper cranes but I’m really bad at orgami and so far I’ve only made one (my first) with the help of a friend. Maybe one day with progress.
I see a lot of real life cranes around my city because they’re making new buildings and it signals progress to me.
a
As the crane lifted the cargo up to the construction crew, Edger noticed a limp hand extended from the crate.
frances g
Crane… The Woolgathers. Oh poor cranes. So sad. See I did a monologue from it about these boys who kill these endangered cranes… So sad. But it was a good monolgue. I did it well.
I once saw a crane along a canal when I was a little girl. I had never seen a crane before. Only in pictures in magazines or on T.V. It made our little dirty city with it’s canal escape seen somehow more exotic and foreign.
Jessica Gates
The beutiful crane sat perched on it’s stilt like legs as I lay drifting pass it in this ramshankle boat of mine. For an instant our eyes met and a common understanding stemming from far off in our shared subconscious stood unspoken between us.
Patrik
The crane picked me up and all words from my mouth ceased. I was scared. Nervous. But the strangest thing was that it was the biggest adrenaline rush i have ever had before. I was having fun? I was having fun.
Avery Torres
origami, bird, beautiful, long neck, flies, white and black, beak, asian inspired, water, eats fish, sleeps standing, nests, lays eggs, long legs
sarah
a big heavy boulder. to weigh things down. Looks pretty useless but if given a chance can save a life rather than take one. It’s kinda underestimated because of it’s grim appearance but you look deeper :)
Jasmine
Our fingertips bend together slightly, like the feeble legs of a blue crane.
When I pulled up to the lot there was a crowd around the lake and I could make out whispers from everyone standing around. I jumped out of my car and gazed out at the crane siiting on the hill side above the lake. It looked defeated.
Dan
I sat on the stairs outside of my house and watched the construction continue. It’s been about six months now since they began re-building the house after the fire.
Tes
Cranes are tall white birds. They don’t look very fluffy. They are good at flying; I saw one in Minnesota once. I get them mixed up with herons and something else…can’t even remember.
It was one thing to see the crane in the marshlands. There it fit, floating over the willows with a grace and beauty Hannah couldn’t believe, its neck arched elegantly. There it was happy and content. When she saw it there everything was alright.
Seeing it on her roof was another thing entirely.
Mildred
Hmm. I’m always afraid cranes are going to break. Or that they’ll tip over because of the weight they’re carrying. I understand they’re strong, but I’m still always afraid. And that’s all I have to say about that.
Brad
it was swimming it was dancing, all the papers all the words i wrote to you, all ingested in it’s wings. fly away. fly back. do what you want, just laugh at it all. just peer down, just strain. crane your neck, swing a ball, strain. you’re a strain all your own, fly back.
marianne
Crane reminds me of being away from here. The hot desert with it’s sand colored dry life. A crane is what I want to see. It’s need for water. It’s whiteness silhouetted against the blue sky.
Brandi
My mother lived for forty years, and all she left was a paper crane. If she had to die, I wish that it could have been something else that could stand for her existence – maybe an embroidery sample. But she did not sew.
You have long neck like a crane. Or a swan. Swans are near water. Water can be near a building. Buildings with construction have cranes near them. Crane you neck up to see the crane. Watch a crane fly over the crane.
There was a small crane floating on a small puddle. The crane was so small, you could not see it in the puddle. It was a sad little crane because no one could ever see it. The crane never made any friends, and died alone.
Poor little crane.
Thomas
I have a friend, her name’s Mariam. She had a wish that only she, who could make a thousand cranes can wish upon. I believe that she could do it. She did it.
the statuesque one stood long by the wishing well
was he really real? The world too stood still…Then before my eyes
he spread his fanned wings and soared SOARED on high- then
Fell –
Down
Down
Down
into the fiery flames
of summer sunset
the wiz that he was
cranes are a lovely bird with swimming vaginas and lovely long beaks and they are also things that are used for construction. they can be used to pick up cars. Don’t be confused however, these are TWO seperate types of cranes. the bird variety is my personal favorite due to their ability to catch fish and mingle with all aquatic types.
Andrion
At my first concert we had terrible seats. We crane our necks to the right so we could see Fall Out Boy. I was willing to have neck damage so I could see my music idols jumping around the stage as if it were second nature. No neck damage, I did get a t-shirt.
Carolyn Zacharias
Cranes bring to mind yellow machinery. Skyscrapers on the shoreline. Shining neon lights over a dark horizon. An old man in his wooden cottage pouring soup out of a crumbled tin pot. Flying over a pine tree forest.
Dick Laurent
Cranes are birds, cranes are tall, and they lift up construction items. Between birds and metal is somewhere in the realm of the word. It’s hard to summarize so quickly what a crane means, but it’s definitely tall. I’m tall, I can relate to cranes. Not everyone can, and I can’t blame them. Girders, chains, balls.
Dan Phillip Moyer Artisan
Japanese good luck charms. They say if you fold 1000, you’ll find good luck. Or have it, same thing. But instead of spending time crafting little birds, take action. I don’t believe in luck, just coincidence. But I do believe in doing. But I suppose cranes are nice; they’re elegant yet gawky reminders of the human race but the possibilities it can achieve.
screeeeeeech…. theyre coming to the water. Alighting in the pool in the cool cool cool of the twilight. Not a pick on their bones. All pickaxe bills, bones and feathers. all legs and necks. Elegance. I’m skinny tooo!
Hope they dont take my supper…
they help construct and bring down buildings. they are also a bird. i dont really know what else to say this is kind of a strange word but im gonna keep typing because you told me to hahaha.
construction. it was a windy day, and john didn’t feel like providing for his family, john didn’t feel like working (switch those). John wanted to be on his own, independent was a feeling that was quickly fading from his memory. John had a plan.
Cranky the crane. Oh how my boy wants one. But for almost $45, I don’t know if I can (or want to) swing it. Yet, Cranky calls out to him daily from the old Thomas The Tank Engine box he refuses to throw out. Damn you, Cranky!
should i lift it? should i bring it to the limits of the sky that we cannot reach? to build and construct past the boundaries, to use the intellect and precision of the human creation, to keep the empire going higher and higher..
It was elegant and slender. It was everything that she had hoped it to be. This last one was perfect. She gingerly placed it on her shelf, next to all the other animals that she swore she’d never make again. This was the last crane. This was the last time she would make those folds again. The only thing she thought deserved white paper, standing brightly among the other colors. Finally, it her collection was complete and she could move on to other things.
i love the crane machines in the mall this one time my brother cussed a machine out cause it took his money ha ha ha ha :)
The crane was old. It’s feathers once white and shinny were now thin, dull and blew lightly in the breeze. He walked along the shore, letting the sand burry his 4 toes and finally stopped in the shade to begin fishing.
The sweep of wings over head brought her attention to the sky. The bird looked like it shouldn’t have been able to fly, its legs too long and the gangly neck doubled back over itself. But the wings stretched from one tip of the sun to the other and its grace was more than any creature she had ever seen.
ugly. bird. minnesota. long legs. long beak. lots of poop. is this the right crane? i don’t know. eats fish.
A crane, made of paper, flew into my heart. As the nature of such things go, I received a cut to my most sensitive of organs and abstract livelihood. That is what you were to me. That is love.
crane is a producer/brand that makes toilets and sinks. I know this because the toilet in the basement bathroom at my old house in quebec was a crane. so was the sink. in french crane means skull
I want to make 1000 paper cranes but I’m really bad at orgami and so far I’ve only made one (my first) with the help of a friend. Maybe one day with progress.
I see a lot of real life cranes around my city because they’re making new buildings and it signals progress to me.
As the crane lifted the cargo up to the construction crew, Edger noticed a limp hand extended from the crate.
Crane… The Woolgathers. Oh poor cranes. So sad. See I did a monologue from it about these boys who kill these endangered cranes… So sad. But it was a good monolgue. I did it well.
I once saw a crane along a canal when I was a little girl. I had never seen a crane before. Only in pictures in magazines or on T.V. It made our little dirty city with it’s canal escape seen somehow more exotic and foreign.
The beutiful crane sat perched on it’s stilt like legs as I lay drifting pass it in this ramshankle boat of mine. For an instant our eyes met and a common understanding stemming from far off in our shared subconscious stood unspoken between us.
The crane picked me up and all words from my mouth ceased. I was scared. Nervous. But the strangest thing was that it was the biggest adrenaline rush i have ever had before. I was having fun? I was having fun.
origami, bird, beautiful, long neck, flies, white and black, beak, asian inspired, water, eats fish, sleeps standing, nests, lays eggs, long legs
a big heavy boulder. to weigh things down. Looks pretty useless but if given a chance can save a life rather than take one. It’s kinda underestimated because of it’s grim appearance but you look deeper :)
Our fingertips bend together slightly, like the feeble legs of a blue crane.
When I pulled up to the lot there was a crowd around the lake and I could make out whispers from everyone standing around. I jumped out of my car and gazed out at the crane siiting on the hill side above the lake. It looked defeated.
I sat on the stairs outside of my house and watched the construction continue. It’s been about six months now since they began re-building the house after the fire.
Cranes are tall white birds. They don’t look very fluffy. They are good at flying; I saw one in Minnesota once. I get them mixed up with herons and something else…can’t even remember.
It was one thing to see the crane in the marshlands. There it fit, floating over the willows with a grace and beauty Hannah couldn’t believe, its neck arched elegantly. There it was happy and content. When she saw it there everything was alright.
Seeing it on her roof was another thing entirely.
Hmm. I’m always afraid cranes are going to break. Or that they’ll tip over because of the weight they’re carrying. I understand they’re strong, but I’m still always afraid. And that’s all I have to say about that.
it was swimming it was dancing, all the papers all the words i wrote to you, all ingested in it’s wings. fly away. fly back. do what you want, just laugh at it all. just peer down, just strain. crane your neck, swing a ball, strain. you’re a strain all your own, fly back.
Crane reminds me of being away from here. The hot desert with it’s sand colored dry life. A crane is what I want to see. It’s need for water. It’s whiteness silhouetted against the blue sky.
My mother lived for forty years, and all she left was a paper crane. If she had to die, I wish that it could have been something else that could stand for her existence – maybe an embroidery sample. But she did not sew.
You have long neck like a crane. Or a swan. Swans are near water. Water can be near a building. Buildings with construction have cranes near them. Crane you neck up to see the crane. Watch a crane fly over the crane.
the metal clashed and clanked. something fell. rushes over, crowd. small crowd. workers. looked up, people looked up, craned there neck.
There was a small crane floating on a small puddle. The crane was so small, you could not see it in the puddle. It was a sad little crane because no one could ever see it. The crane never made any friends, and died alone.
Poor little crane.
I have a friend, her name’s Mariam. She had a wish that only she, who could make a thousand cranes can wish upon. I believe that she could do it. She did it.
I didn’t know what to write. LOL.
the statuesque one stood long by the wishing well
was he really real? The world too stood still…Then before my eyes
he spread his fanned wings and soared SOARED on high- then
Fell –
Down
Down
Down
into the fiery flames
of summer sunset
cranes are a lovely bird with swimming vaginas and lovely long beaks and they are also things that are used for construction. they can be used to pick up cars. Don’t be confused however, these are TWO seperate types of cranes. the bird variety is my personal favorite due to their ability to catch fish and mingle with all aquatic types.
At my first concert we had terrible seats. We crane our necks to the right so we could see Fall Out Boy. I was willing to have neck damage so I could see my music idols jumping around the stage as if it were second nature. No neck damage, I did get a t-shirt.
Cranes bring to mind yellow machinery. Skyscrapers on the shoreline. Shining neon lights over a dark horizon. An old man in his wooden cottage pouring soup out of a crumbled tin pot. Flying over a pine tree forest.
Cranes are birds, cranes are tall, and they lift up construction items. Between birds and metal is somewhere in the realm of the word. It’s hard to summarize so quickly what a crane means, but it’s definitely tall. I’m tall, I can relate to cranes. Not everyone can, and I can’t blame them. Girders, chains, balls.
Japanese good luck charms. They say if you fold 1000, you’ll find good luck. Or have it, same thing. But instead of spending time crafting little birds, take action. I don’t believe in luck, just coincidence. But I do believe in doing. But I suppose cranes are nice; they’re elegant yet gawky reminders of the human race but the possibilities it can achieve.
I wonder if I’ve gotten to 1000 paper cranes yet, if I already have….has my wish been granted yet?
screeeeeeech…. theyre coming to the water. Alighting in the pool in the cool cool cool of the twilight. Not a pick on their bones. All pickaxe bills, bones and feathers. all legs and necks. Elegance. I’m skinny tooo!
Hope they dont take my supper…