crescent

February 27th, 2012 | 201 Entries

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201 Entries for “crescent”

  1. A sliding turn, moonlit counters.

    the counters lit by marble light.

  2. His crescent cake smile fills me for a while.

  3. Blood moon in the sky tonight
    Struggling to cycle
    Desire to fail
    Threatening habit
    How much longer will you make your way into my heart?

  4. Crescent moons
    Sickle cells
    Blood
    Never-ending Flow

    It tastes sweet.

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  6. Rolls, so good in theory. Basically sugar, processed crap… wheat. So sad that so many things we loved are actually no good for us at all. What is good… the memories of eating them with butter and jam. I am vegan now.

  7. NIe chciało mi się nic. Pełnia już dawno była za mną i każdy kto patrzył w moje zmęczone oczy mógł stwierdzić kompletny upadek osobowości. Nie chciało mi się nawet wyć. Powoli obumierałem.

    Żebro
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  9. I remember biting my nails until there was nothing left but tiny half-moon-looking crescents, absentmindedly wondering if your hips would break me.

    “Sunshine Boy,” I’d call you.

    (You smiled. I always was your perfect little Dollface…)

  10. Crispy bread rolls in a basket, sitting on a tablecloth, while we have a picnic on the lawn in the middle of the night.

    Amanda
  11. there once was a crescent that lived in the sky it was called the moon!

    inga
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    bethanie
  13. I have always loved watching the moon in the night sky. Especially the cresent moon. It reminds me of supernatural stuff. Probaly because it looks very enchanting and has this air of mystique. I used to live in a street callled ‘Newdawn Crescent’ and I have always believed that I was destinined to live in such a magical place. Crescent. The word itself sounds magical! Honestly, though, I can only think of the moon when I think of the word Crescent.

    Zanib
  14. one heart, one world, one moment, one thing, one life to live, one person, one year, one soul, one home, one place. you can only have one thing. nothing matters it’s all just life you dont think you speak and choose.

    Juliana
  15. it looks like a toenail and it is a crescent moon. It is curved like a banana. It’s a half circle.

    olga
  16. it looks like a toe nail and it is a crescent moon

    olga
  17. The crescent moon sat high in the sky as Will powered forward. Was it always night there? He glanced back at Golden, who tilted her head to the side.
    “Go for it,” she urged him. He stopped, pulling his horse around in a tight circle and taking her hand.
    “Ready?” she inquired. He nodded, and lifted his head skyward.
    “Time to go, time must SLOW!” he roared, just in time with her words,
    “Golden light, give us SIGHT!”
    And the crescent moon vansished.

  18. I always love a crescent moon, but every time I see one it reminds me of crescent rolls. There is also a crescent moon in Miso’s eye if you put light in it. Also, you have a crescent in your butt.

    Hayley
  19. The crescent moon hung in the sky and shone like silver. I looked into the grove of trees surrounding me, the heady scent from magnolias drifted through the air. I breathed in and I knew I was ready to fight.

  20. She cut the sandwich into a crescent, just the way her mother had cut hers when she was young. Sitting at the marble counter, feet swinging from the tall stool, she would ask,

    “Mommy, where are the stars?”

    Her mother would shake her head slowly, the corners of her lips curling ever so slightly, as she said,

    “Be happy with the moon, honey. Once you’re a big girl, you can make the stars yourself.”

  21. crescent crescendo louder swell LOUDER! exclamation cannot captivate titillate tell me why TELL ME WHY. moons mooning you want me to sing to the moon like cheese (which I cannot eat) and love (which I cannot speak) and making love beneath the light of the moon. encircled by pine trees, in a pond, which never happened and which does exist.

    L.V.Newc
  22. The moon waning through the clouds was something magical. It was like one of those movies where some random girl walks out into the darkness of a forest and stares wistfully up into the sky. I was sat at my window, smoking, looking out and thinking of what’d happen if I fell and if I’d ever be able to scale the wall up to the roof.

  23. The moon
    That’s always the first thing that comes to mind
    And then…
    Your eyes
    Both deep, both bright
    Both the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen
    Just the right shade of green
    How I’d love to fall into them again
    But until then
    I’ll just stare longingly at the moon
    And wish it was you

  24. 643 Crescent Street
    The first place I ever called home. This is where I meet my brother, my best friends. This is the last time I saw my parents, and where I learned to live and love.

  25. like a moon, yellow and bright, glaring down at you from its swing in the sky.

    Or like a dead-end road in a small town with a fruit tree on one side and kid on a trike on the other.

    Bailey
  26. jeg ved virkelig ikke hvad det betyder. cre cre cre……det lyder måske som en fugl. En fuglg der synger sin sang. En fulg der er parat til at flyve fra reden. Er flyveklar. En fugl der har vinger der kan bære. en tur ud i den store vide verden. til varme himmelstrøg. ih det lyder som et himmelsk liv :-)

  27. Moon. That’s the first thing. A peaceful night sky. It’s going to be warm. With a few stars dusting the sky. I can see a few street lights that make the stars at the bottom nonexistent. I think of late night adventures with ice cream and friends.

    The next thing is bread. Nice fluffy, tasty bread. It’s going to be from Walmart, and I’m going to make a nice Turkey Pastrami with Swiss and Butter Bliss lettuces with it, and spicy brown mustard. I think of school lunch, and plastic zip-lock bags and laughter and noise and bright lights and friends.

  28. The crescent roll dripped with melted butter as I stared blankly at the crescent moon outside the kitchen window. The irony was lost on me.

    Mary
  29. The moon is a slither on a black canvas. Slither?
    The moon slithers on a black canvas
    Slithering, the moon canvasses
    Curled into a canvas, under the moon, we slither

  30. Under the crescent luminescence of the moon, gazing upon all of the stars, one’s thoughts can wonder and one comes to certain conclusions. It looks as if an understanding has been met, spoken or not. As great as that maybe, I will take my chances and try to go beyond what we are with the greatest soul I’ve ever met. Duality.

  31. I see a tiny sliver of a moon out my window…just a crescent. Waiting for the possibility of being a full moon. The night sky is filled with endless wonders.

    Joanna
  32. The arc of the moonlight was catching in his eye. He was ending everything — all the plans, all the possibilities. But for that second, she heard nothing, and imagined peace. It would all cease being imaginary in but one terrible, horrible second. But for now, just the brightness of a crescent moon in the eye of a man she loved.

  33. We were sitting outside that night. Both of us completely exhausted from the hike earlier that afternoon. We had just finished our conversation when, beneath the crescent moon, I looked at my beautiful bride and said, “I love you, dear.”

  34. The moon was a pale white sliver, barely visible through the trees and not much brighter than the stars. If there had been any clouds at all, I probably wouldn’t have been able to see my hand. As it was, the forest was mostly shadows. It was eerie.

  35. We recently studied the Fertile Crescent in school! I wonder if the Mesopotamians were the ones who created croissants…I bet they were inspired by the crescent shape of where they were living and decided to make yummy crescent shaped breads.

    carly
  36. As much as the flaky pastry calls to me
    And I’m jealous that my friend is in Paris
    Probably enjoying one at this very moment
    I am only reminded of the time in ASL class
    When I made a fool of myself making
    A crescent shape sign wrongly
    Food or feeling silly?
    Who knows?

    ellie griffith
  37. Actually, the only context I’ve seen the work ‘crescent’ in, is the phrase “the crescent moon”. It suddenly makes the moon sound more exquisite and exotic, not to mention that you will seem smarter of you use it in your text, especially if you include it in a school paper when English is your second language.

  38. A crescent moon is shining in the sky.

  39. A beautiful moon on a clear night shone in the sky. The stars all shone brightly around the crescent moon.

    For breakfast I eat a crescent with butter and jelly or I make it into a yummy sandwich with ham and cheese and of course pickles!

    Tarah Parish
  40. dream I had…dreadful…spine chilling…
    a star studded sky…with a crescent moon…a gloomy summer evening…u were taking a walk in the garden, I came back early to surprise u…i tip-toed and followed u…and then there u were entwined with him…i couldn’t but killed you with the garden shears…