wooden jutting out into water ducks and lillies all around it sunlight and clouds little girl sitting at the end, fishing wearing a hat and a yellow sundress
polina
mayasee elemo
Ray
joseph conrad? do you have more to say? i wish i could say as much as joseph conrad about things that people just walk all over, things they just use and forget…i’m getting better, but i need some more interest, something intriguing i suppose
l-dizzy
I play on the dock at the lake. When I was a kid all I wanted was a gate in the top deck, so we could jump out into the lake whenever we wanted. Eventually we just climbed through the bars and stood there, with our toes barely fitting on the wood. It was so scary. And we would hold our breaths and count to five and JUMP!
Karris
I used to go to this camp and me and my cousin would sit on the dock for hours talking about life and how much we loved eachother. I later went to a different camp with different people and I couldn’t even sit on the dock with out crying because all I saw was my cousin’s face and how much I missed her
Olivia
so i was on this dock, and this beautiful girl was siting beside me. We were good friends, but i seemed to have this amazing crush on her. we talked for a long time, just staring at the moon. God i wish i could have said something. she was drinking, and i didnt think it would be fair to her to say something. All i know is that i cherish that moment, i reealy got to know her.
Greg
I was at the dock around midnight. Steve was nowhere to be found. How annoying i thought. he always late. i thought about hiding and scaring him, i decided to hide behind a barrel and jump out. i heard footsteps coming, i knelt behind the barrel, as the steps came closer i jumped up immediately falling over, feeling the hot liquid running down my abdomen, steves face in a twisted smile and the blade dug deep inside me as he twisted.
Will
It was long and wobbly and unkempt. the boards were gnarly with rot and sprung nails. However, at the end, rippling with enticement, was the clearest,bluest water i had ever seen. In seconds, I had flown past all the obstacles and was swimming as if my life depended on it. Possibly it did.
Lanette
Lapping at the edge, the water grows. Up to the bottom. Invading from below, seen only is the liquid green. The salt sits on top, like me on the dock.
cstrange
Sittin on the dock of the bay… Reminds me of my time in crew during college. Good times; hot guys. Wish I had been out at the time. Best friends I ever made. What is it about the water that always draws me to it?
Brad
I looked for you day and night. Combed the beach. Swam out to the buoys. Crawled under the boardwalk and broke into the lifeguard station. I screamed your name at the top of my lungs until I was coughing up blood.
paisley
This is where I go to live. To sail; to see the world. It is where I travel to run away from the world. Rather, sail from it. To hide from the world; to keep away from the land that so binds me. To get away from the keeper of all those that I hate.
But O; how torn I am. For while the land contains all I hate, it holds what I love.
From all these things I am sure; the Dock is an escape. But form what?
Johnny Martin
One summer at the river, I was swimming beside the dock and saw a snake underneath it! I got out of that water like lightening! Everyone starting beating about the dock, but I’m not sure why. By the time someone got in to take care of it, the snake was gone. It was a long time before I swam beside the dock again.
Lucy
Dock can mean to cut off the end of a dog’s tail. It is done to Dobermans, Jack Russells, Boxers, and several other breeds. It is illegal in most European countries and should be illegal here.
kyleen
The dock was long and desolate. The woman looked back the way she had come, but saw no reason not to jump. After years on loneliness, the water at the end of the dock looked so inviting, like an old friend at the end of a long journey.
Melissa
The ship stayed at the dock in the middle of the fog. It stayed even on the sunniest day when the rays pierced through the pealing paint. It sat there as the bottom eroded. It stayed afloat through snow and wind.
Elizabeth
I went to the dock the other day. I wasn’t sure I was allowed, since lots of people came towards me with menacing smiles as if they were going to shove me down a pitbull’s throat and choke in its esophagul fluids. Therefore, I turned around and went back to my house and studied for a biology exam.
Ego
We have dock at home in our backyard. It reminds me of the Notebook when the sun sets and you can see the lake. Its kind of really pretty, actually. I’ve never been on it myself, even though its in my own backyard. I guess I haven’t really found the time. I’ve seen pictures of it though. Isn’t that something? I haven’t been on the dock in my own backyard…
Jamie
The first thing that pops into my mind is “sitting on the dock of the bay.” Maybe that’s because that’s where I’d like to be, sitting somewhere where I don’t have any responsibilities, no papers to grade, no sink full of dirty dishes, just a warm breeze ruffling through my hair and water under my toes.
Augustina Peach
The ship is at the dock. No big deal, huh? A lot of boats go to the dock. Well, this boat was special. Know why? Because it was carrying him. That’s right, him. That’s why the ship was so special.
Adrianna
Out on the dock she sat cross-legged and cried. A fish poked its head out of the water and just for one second wondered, is it better down here?
gemma
The waves on the top of the planks are bluish now as the sky finally shows itself. and the sun’s coming down to oversee yes a little bit of joy in the sky at the water in our stomachs well fuck you too
crabmuffins
i went to the boat dock and saw a dolphin. i took a picture of it, but when i got the photo developed, the dolphin wasn’t visible. i don’t know why it didn’t show in the picture. it really let me down, because i told all my friends about it, and how cool it was.
the dock is in mess rite now. for the reason i completely understand, the after party effects.
oh well, i dint enjoyed it much as others. maybe im in a crowd , alone..without you. it was a messy feeling..and not just the dock.
missbumblebee
Docks are kind of scary. They’re places of coming and going. Of leaving and returning. Selling and buying. People step off of docks and never step back onto land again. Docks are meant to hold things still, but they’re very flimsy, aren’t they? Ripped apart by summer storms.
Kaitlyn
the dock and the clock indeterminable against because i can never
say what i mean or accomplish what i want to accomplish–i hate my whining–so the ship sails away without me–and i am left on the dock alone
sand
You’d better not dock my pay, man. I work hard, and I work efficiently. It seems unfair for you to consider taking this measure against me just because of that one minor incident. I can explain to you why my actions were necessary.
Brade
The Dock is a Mac OS X feature which replaces the traditional taskbar in Windows. The dock is a powerful application which can be used to keep a tab on running applications. It can also house frequently used apps for easy start.
Faizan
A place to put your boat. I place to put your ipod. Fun word which sounds like flock, mock and of course cock!
Amanda
she sat with her legs swinging methodically over the edge of the dock. her toes curled in thought, mulling over all those philosophical questions that no one seems to have the answers to. the air was tangy and sharp, a smoke puff of storm clouds loomed on the horizon. she tipped her head back and sighed, just feeling the pin-pricks of seawater pierce the soft soles of her feet.
kira
Sitting here, wasting time. I can’t imagine a better place to be
Jordana
dock is like the harbour, right? Well, it’s been a while since I’ve gone fishing from a dock… maybe I should try that some time soon. A dock can also be like a docking station for a laptop or a digital camera. It’s a nice and easy way to connect things. Ship connect to the other kind of docks.
Hannes
Sitting On The DOCK of the Bay Wasting Time! This is the title of an old Otis Redding Song.
Mr Mike
tick tock dock
there’s so little time left to do all that i need to do
tonight
this semester
before christmas
in college
in time
why do i hear clocks everywhere i go?
i shouldn’t feel that it’s over when there’s still so much time, but I do.
tick tock dock .
tick tock dock.
becca
i went to the dock by the sea oh by the sea soo grenn n clicky clocky!!! i saw a sea horse asking the time at the dock! i threw it a clock n it killed the poor sea horse!!! i roda a pippia to the dock!! where the clock laid with they dead sea horse!
alex
sittin on the dock of the bay, wasting time when I should be revising for my biology exam.
mursal
flock hock cock such penis flu age apple dennis mennis how can you be so mean flock lock pock snot lot im out of ideas
jade
Dock, the water holds it up, Dancing on the waves, children jump and swim away. Night comes an everything i still. Dark,empty and still.
Dani
wooden, San Fransisco. I use to walk them on the pier… I miss california. I doubt there is a dock out here in the desert, unless its to the endless sands. On pier 39 my husband and I always enjoyed sitting and eating on the dock watching the sea lions and the ocean and boats… fish and chips ROCKS!!
wooden jutting out into water ducks and lillies all around it sunlight and clouds little girl sitting at the end, fishing wearing a hat and a yellow sundress
mayasee elemo
joseph conrad? do you have more to say? i wish i could say as much as joseph conrad about things that people just walk all over, things they just use and forget…i’m getting better, but i need some more interest, something intriguing i suppose
I play on the dock at the lake. When I was a kid all I wanted was a gate in the top deck, so we could jump out into the lake whenever we wanted. Eventually we just climbed through the bars and stood there, with our toes barely fitting on the wood. It was so scary. And we would hold our breaths and count to five and JUMP!
I used to go to this camp and me and my cousin would sit on the dock for hours talking about life and how much we loved eachother. I later went to a different camp with different people and I couldn’t even sit on the dock with out crying because all I saw was my cousin’s face and how much I missed her
so i was on this dock, and this beautiful girl was siting beside me. We were good friends, but i seemed to have this amazing crush on her. we talked for a long time, just staring at the moon. God i wish i could have said something. she was drinking, and i didnt think it would be fair to her to say something. All i know is that i cherish that moment, i reealy got to know her.
I was at the dock around midnight. Steve was nowhere to be found. How annoying i thought. he always late. i thought about hiding and scaring him, i decided to hide behind a barrel and jump out. i heard footsteps coming, i knelt behind the barrel, as the steps came closer i jumped up immediately falling over, feeling the hot liquid running down my abdomen, steves face in a twisted smile and the blade dug deep inside me as he twisted.
It was long and wobbly and unkempt. the boards were gnarly with rot and sprung nails. However, at the end, rippling with enticement, was the clearest,bluest water i had ever seen. In seconds, I had flown past all the obstacles and was swimming as if my life depended on it. Possibly it did.
Lapping at the edge, the water grows. Up to the bottom. Invading from below, seen only is the liquid green. The salt sits on top, like me on the dock.
Sittin on the dock of the bay… Reminds me of my time in crew during college. Good times; hot guys. Wish I had been out at the time. Best friends I ever made. What is it about the water that always draws me to it?
I looked for you day and night. Combed the beach. Swam out to the buoys. Crawled under the boardwalk and broke into the lifeguard station. I screamed your name at the top of my lungs until I was coughing up blood.
This is where I go to live. To sail; to see the world. It is where I travel to run away from the world. Rather, sail from it. To hide from the world; to keep away from the land that so binds me. To get away from the keeper of all those that I hate.
But O; how torn I am. For while the land contains all I hate, it holds what I love.
From all these things I am sure; the Dock is an escape. But form what?
One summer at the river, I was swimming beside the dock and saw a snake underneath it! I got out of that water like lightening! Everyone starting beating about the dock, but I’m not sure why. By the time someone got in to take care of it, the snake was gone. It was a long time before I swam beside the dock again.
Dock can mean to cut off the end of a dog’s tail. It is done to Dobermans, Jack Russells, Boxers, and several other breeds. It is illegal in most European countries and should be illegal here.
The dock was long and desolate. The woman looked back the way she had come, but saw no reason not to jump. After years on loneliness, the water at the end of the dock looked so inviting, like an old friend at the end of a long journey.
The ship stayed at the dock in the middle of the fog. It stayed even on the sunniest day when the rays pierced through the pealing paint. It sat there as the bottom eroded. It stayed afloat through snow and wind.
I went to the dock the other day. I wasn’t sure I was allowed, since lots of people came towards me with menacing smiles as if they were going to shove me down a pitbull’s throat and choke in its esophagul fluids. Therefore, I turned around and went back to my house and studied for a biology exam.
We have dock at home in our backyard. It reminds me of the Notebook when the sun sets and you can see the lake. Its kind of really pretty, actually. I’ve never been on it myself, even though its in my own backyard. I guess I haven’t really found the time. I’ve seen pictures of it though. Isn’t that something? I haven’t been on the dock in my own backyard…
The first thing that pops into my mind is “sitting on the dock of the bay.” Maybe that’s because that’s where I’d like to be, sitting somewhere where I don’t have any responsibilities, no papers to grade, no sink full of dirty dishes, just a warm breeze ruffling through my hair and water under my toes.
The ship is at the dock. No big deal, huh? A lot of boats go to the dock. Well, this boat was special. Know why? Because it was carrying him. That’s right, him. That’s why the ship was so special.
Out on the dock she sat cross-legged and cried. A fish poked its head out of the water and just for one second wondered, is it better down here?
The waves on the top of the planks are bluish now as the sky finally shows itself. and the sun’s coming down to oversee yes a little bit of joy in the sky at the water in our stomachs well fuck you too
i went to the boat dock and saw a dolphin. i took a picture of it, but when i got the photo developed, the dolphin wasn’t visible. i don’t know why it didn’t show in the picture. it really let me down, because i told all my friends about it, and how cool it was.
Dock.
Water, sea, dock.
boat, sail, dock.
start, land, dock.
rope, anchor, dock.
fish, catch, dock.
flipflops, bathingsuits, dock.
fishing shirts, pfg’s, dock.
dock.
the dock is in mess rite now. for the reason i completely understand, the after party effects.
oh well, i dint enjoyed it much as others. maybe im in a crowd , alone..without you. it was a messy feeling..and not just the dock.
Docks are kind of scary. They’re places of coming and going. Of leaving and returning. Selling and buying. People step off of docks and never step back onto land again. Docks are meant to hold things still, but they’re very flimsy, aren’t they? Ripped apart by summer storms.
the dock and the clock indeterminable against because i can never
say what i mean or accomplish what i want to accomplish–i hate my whining–so the ship sails away without me–and i am left on the dock alone
You’d better not dock my pay, man. I work hard, and I work efficiently. It seems unfair for you to consider taking this measure against me just because of that one minor incident. I can explain to you why my actions were necessary.
The Dock is a Mac OS X feature which replaces the traditional taskbar in Windows. The dock is a powerful application which can be used to keep a tab on running applications. It can also house frequently used apps for easy start.
A place to put your boat. I place to put your ipod. Fun word which sounds like flock, mock and of course cock!
she sat with her legs swinging methodically over the edge of the dock. her toes curled in thought, mulling over all those philosophical questions that no one seems to have the answers to. the air was tangy and sharp, a smoke puff of storm clouds loomed on the horizon. she tipped her head back and sighed, just feeling the pin-pricks of seawater pierce the soft soles of her feet.
Sitting here, wasting time. I can’t imagine a better place to be
dock is like the harbour, right? Well, it’s been a while since I’ve gone fishing from a dock… maybe I should try that some time soon. A dock can also be like a docking station for a laptop or a digital camera. It’s a nice and easy way to connect things. Ship connect to the other kind of docks.
Sitting On The DOCK of the Bay Wasting Time! This is the title of an old Otis Redding Song.
tick tock dock
there’s so little time left to do all that i need to do
tonight
this semester
before christmas
in college
in time
why do i hear clocks everywhere i go?
i shouldn’t feel that it’s over when there’s still so much time, but I do.
tick tock dock .
tick tock dock.
i went to the dock by the sea oh by the sea soo grenn n clicky clocky!!! i saw a sea horse asking the time at the dock! i threw it a clock n it killed the poor sea horse!!! i roda a pippia to the dock!! where the clock laid with they dead sea horse!
sittin on the dock of the bay, wasting time when I should be revising for my biology exam.
flock hock cock such penis flu age apple dennis mennis how can you be so mean flock lock pock snot lot im out of ideas
Dock, the water holds it up, Dancing on the waves, children jump and swim away. Night comes an everything i still. Dark,empty and still.
wooden, San Fransisco. I use to walk them on the pier… I miss california. I doubt there is a dock out here in the desert, unless its to the endless sands. On pier 39 my husband and I always enjoyed sitting and eating on the dock watching the sea lions and the ocean and boats… fish and chips ROCKS!!