downpour

November 4th, 2011 | 392 Entries

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392 Entries for “downpour”

  1. The day had started with a downpour. I really did not need to wake up to that. I immediately had a sinking feeling in my stomach knowing my long day had just started.

  2. I poured my milk down…it was a downpour…a VERY SERIOUS DOWNPOUR.

    Hanna-Kristel
  3. Standing beside you, it’s almost like I’m not even there. The rain would fall into my hair, my eyes and make our clothes cling to our bodies. But even in this thunderstorm where the lightning blinds us all for a spilt-second, even in this downpour, I am still invisible.

    S.
  4. Of course I would get caught in a downpour the one day I don’t bring my umbrella, she thought.

    She pulled her coat up and picked up her pace. The building was right there, a block away, but the rain was slowing her down.

  5. I feel hands on my shoulder, and I know. I know they aren’t his hands. I knew his hands. Every line, every contour. These hands are rough. They pick me up and carry me like a child. Suddenly the rain stops and it’s warm. I have a blanket over me and I hear people talking in the background.

    “What happened?”

    “I’m not sure, I just looked outside and she was rolling around in the mud screaming.”

    “Oh no.”

    Their voices start to fade away, and I try to keep my eyes open but I’m so, so tired. They close, and I drift off.

  6. it starts
    with a gentle
    random
    drip
    drip
    drip
    gradually
    building
    growing
    into a mighty
    crescendo
    as it beats
    a melodic tune
    on the
    tin roof
    overhead

  7. The static downpour pounded on the car roof as we powered down the highway. I had only just come home from school that day to find that my dad had everything packed, suitcases lined up at the bottom of the stairs and him announcing that we were leaving.

    For some reason he’d always just randomly decide to move, completely uprooting our seemingly happy lives just as we begin to integrate into our new neighborhood and move.

    Ian
  8. They had spent the past months with their heads turned upwards, looking at the sky. They knew it was coming. The first drops were absorbed by the red dirt, but soon trickles of water snaked through the earthy cracks. The downpour continued.

    Lil
  9. He was standing outside, facing the house, with slouched shoulders and a sad face. He stared, I couldn’t help myself. I needed to go outside. I threw the door open, and ran into the rain. My feet created small craters in the soaked grass of the front yard. I was getting closer and closer to him, I could feel his warm touch, smell his clean scent. I slipped on the grass and fell to my knees, spraying mud all over the place. I looked up, hoping to see him standing in front of me, smiling like he used to, but all I could see was the raindrops drowning me. I was drowning in my sadness and guilt, and I missed him so much that I couldn’t breathe. By then I was drenched, my tears mixing together with the rain going down my cheek. I stood, feeling like he was really there, he was just playing a trick on me. I felt like I would turn around and he’d be there, laughing about my recklessness. But when I turned, all I found was more emptiness. All I found was more sorrow.

  10. release, awwwwww, smells good, nourishing, take a nap, want to walk out into it, hydrating

    Alex
  11. She was sitting alone at her house, and she looked out the window at the torrential downpour going on outside. It was horrifying. She could barely see the old maple tree out front. A man walked by with a big red umbrella. He stood there facing the house, his figure blurring at the edges.

    Laura Whitney
  12. here we go again, is this the only word in this website.. btw. this is my third time writing about this word and now, i seriously can’t think of anything to write about that word.. duh! can’t you give me another word .. uhmmm.. i’m not being rude here.. :D just giving away my opinion..

    einnabonita
  13. downpour, i’ve always been giuven this word since i started entering this website,, isn’t there any other word here? btw.. i just want to type and type here, i don’t know why but this website keeps me coming back for more exciting time pressure typing activity

    annie
  14. The street was baths in a yellow light from the streetlamps. He was standing in the middle in teh downpour of the acidic rain. He wondered how long he would have to wait for the messenger this time. A car drove by and tipped a whole puddle sideways on to his coat. Goddamn rain!

    No-Name
  15. it makes me feel amazing, the cold of it and specially in the city with water splashing all around. the wind never feels better without it i feel would life ever be more amazing… aaaahh

    aisha
  16. rain is cold and lost. gone to waste. this cold is overbearing, overwhelming and castrating. long lost love and connections. oh the horror, the sadness, the solace. sun please come out, let there be light, dry up all this misery and wetness. let me not be drenched.

    Mermaid
  17. the outshining burst of sunight to the light of the majesties palace , it is a wondrous feeling of enjoyment and love poured to humanity with the sense of trust that is not earned… it is how people think, how people speak and how people should do. like friends

    annie
  18. The rain that had collected in the cusp of Tom’s large trilby began to trickle, then pour, down onto the shoulders of his pastel-coloured suit. It was an ugly, hired suit – loose round the shoulders with a frill down the front, and a shade of blue that reminded him of bubblegum. The water now added a two-tone appearance, leaving him with a look of having been already chewed.
    Another five minutes outside the heavy church door, and Tom was once more acting as a stand-in for some poorly-maintained gutters. The door creaked open, wide, as the happy couple glided through, stopping to measure the rain before they continued. Tom turned to greet them, leaning gently to kiss the bride on the cheek. Momentarily forgetting his trilby, he unceremoniously poured its contents down the front of the bright, white wedding dress.

  19. When i’m down i feel pour.
    Its never on purpase bud i just cant help myself.
    I feel like the world ways so mutch my armpits are sandblasting the soul of the earth.
    I am running stumbling and running harder away from my fears bud running towords disturbing toughts.
    My life sometimes feels like a mees.
    I know it is not so bad as we think bud you have to have some kind of point for reset.
    If you are able to reach your reset button you wil find that you dont have to annymore.

    veerle
  20. it rained…
    it rained and made me happy
    it rained as i walked back
    why did it make me happy?
    no one would know i was crying..
    the rain….the downpour….
    it let me cry..like i had not in a long time.
    life had left me and gone ahead
    i was left
    but atleast it rained.
    someone else was crying with me…for me

  21. Brisbane had a large downpour last year .. as a matter of fact, so did all of Queensland. So much so that it could be said that almost every house in the state had a view of the water.

    Chris
  22. Water that continuously falls, sometimes covers a whole state within the hour. Genuinely in large masses.

    Alicia
  23. It came without warning. The downpour of rain, though a welcome sight and occurrence, not only was a blessing, but it cause some minor damage to our village, because of a blocked drainage.

    victor walkes
  24. it was downpour and Amy was sitting watching the rain thinking about Jamie, the boy who she has a crush on.

    Natarsha
  25. It was hard. So hard in fact that it occupied my mind. Nothing existed but the white noise of mother nature inhabiting me. This was a downpour. I was being washed and drained of my negativity.

    Travis
  26. As his voice tore through the roaring haze and blended with it in a howl of pain and angst, the skies opened up and let loose with a downpour of biblical proportions.

  27. He didn’t notice as the drizzle turned into a downpour. All he knew was that he was cold, but he presumed it was coming from the ice that was holding tight to his heart. He had just- no. It was fixable, he was sure. He just had to think a way out. He would not let this get worse, no.

  28. What an incredible downpour we are having! It definitely reminds me of the time in Las Vegas where it rained non-stop for days! Because of the calichi there was almost instant flooding.

  29. it’s torrential
    you’re as wet as you’ve ever been
    soaked in your shoes
    feels like its penetrating your skin
    you’re practically swimming
    you start to feel like you’ll never get dry
    your running as fast as you can
    but your not really sure why
    you’re not going to get less wet
    and you weren’t in a rush before
    so, enjoy it while you can
    it’s beautiful, a good downpour

    © LL

    lauren
  30. Rain falls down from the sky, wetting the polka dot dress she bought yesterday. The thunder growled as a warning that she should move inside quickly, but there were still several blocks until her house. She wanted to run but her red high heels were preventing her from doing so, and so she walked in the rain hoping the sun would come out.

    Sarah
  31. i expel a downpour of thoughts
    of ideas
    of words
    of beliefs
    and feelings
    that weigh greater than ocean liners
    but somehow absorb into a jacket of
    nonchalance
    to dissolve
    and amount
    to NOTHING.

    Words That Entangle
  32. Downpour. Every day. Every time. Without you.
    Rain. Falling. Crashing
    There is light at the end of this tunnel
    I see it. I can’t feel it.
    Pour down love
    Let it all shine through
    Downpour. Every day. Every time. Without you.

  33. blinded in downpour
    i was hasty to my boat,
    and follow the trail
    of passengers long gone.

  34. It was a late November night when Ryan and I were caught in a downpour. It didn’t matter how hard the rain came down, we could keep our hands off one another. We shared intense passionate kisses as the cold raindrops trickled down our faces.

  35. Rain just falls all around. A downpour? Is that what they call it. It’s not rain though. The tiniest drop is nothing alone. But all of it. All together. How it soaks through till you’re covered. The magnitude of its force all together. A simple drop alone but drop on top of the other on top of the other, it’s weight crushes your shoulders and might as well be boulders.

    Laney
  36. It was raining hard. We were in a coffee shop that was devastatingly warm and more comfortable than out there. I hate being damp.

    kylie
  37. Tears. Salty. Harsh. Scaling. Peeling. Renewed. Soft. Stinging. Bee. Tea. Flower petals. Pollen. Sweet lakes. Algae. Summer mornings. Innocence.

  38. There was a terrible downpour on afternoon. Sally sadly looked out the window, she was looking forward to her mother taking her to the neighborhood pool that day. Sally was having a lonely summer, with the loss of her best friend, and the downpour that day was not making it any better for her. She was going to see the boy she had admired all year long in class that day at the pool, but now it will just have to wait. As she sat by the window and thought of everything that was going wrong for her that month, the downpour seemed to get worse, just like her own life she thought. 8 year olds are supposed to have fun during their summer break, but Sally will be the girl returning to school with no fun stories to tell to her new 4th grade class.

    Brianna
  39. In my daydreams he’s with me in the downpour. We walk in comfortable silence both thankful that we can be together again. I have many daydreams like this. But as time passes the doubt grows and now I fear I’ll never see him again or worse, he doesn’t care to.

  40. /què, eyd
    au