The foam ebbed over both our toes, wool on the damp sand. We looked over the bright sea, gold with opportunity. The day was done, but the next was ours.
Mayan
Coffee makes me smile. Even in the wee hours of the morning, the thought gets me out of bed and in a good mood. Who’s not to enjoy a day that starts with the foaming hot beverage of your choice? No matter the weather, hot, cold, stormy or boring, everyday is better with coffee.
Krisy
the soft white foam bubbled against the waves, soft as a baby’s breath. i sighed and stared at the sun, which despite the heat felt nice and i wiggled my toes in the foam once more… relaxing like this was a luxury for me…
VanDraka
the white stuff that makes any dance floor the place to be. a foam party. It sdisgusting its fun, its absolutly wet and gross. Few places have it, and theres always an accident, a broken leg. There’s usually two under neath it making it, making wooky and the like. Its magical, and fun and child like. Its wishful thinking tha tyour life could be full of foam. blowing and bubbles.
gemma duff
Robin watched the water lap agains the sides of her ship. She’d been rowing for so long that she couldn’t bear to mover her arms any more. She didn’t care if she hadn’t reached her destination, and she didn’t care who had sacrificed what to allow her escape–she had stopped caring long ago.
The ship had been bobbing in the waves for so long that the foam from the water had begun to collect around the edges of the ship, forming a small circle of scum that surrounded her. It must have come to be with her–birds of a feather, flocked together, after all.
Nico Robin
foam is white
sometimes its wet
sometimes it dries and turns hard
its bubbly
sometimes its on the top of beer, when its on top of a beer its called a head, i dont know why, it seems wierd. foam is found in many places as well, such as the ocean, drinks, your mouth, etc.
wesley O'Brien
When i see the word foam I think of the foam on coffee or the waves and the white bubbles when it starts to curl and then crash onto the sand. I also think if the whip creme they put on top of hot chocolate. Yumm.
Kaylin
The waves crashed against the sand, trailing rivers of foam echoing the might from before. She plays with the lingering bubbles, swirling swastikas and peace signs in their wake.
Lira
white fluff, dreamy clouds, spiral down in nonsense, lush love, consistant memories
33
I used to think foam looked like it would taste good. It didn’t take long for my twin sister long to convince me that I needed to know. It doesn’t taste like marshmellows… thats for sure.
EmperorNapolean
sea foam, foamy mouth, foaming at the mouth, the top of a fresh mocha, the stuff that is fun to play with, foamy foam foam, thinking of floam, the weird sticky stuff in tubs that you can make things with as kids
Spaz
foam. it’s whit and bubbly. foam makes me happy. it’s a reminder that we have all had a childhood, that we’ve all seen the ocean. we’ve all played in bath tubs full of foam and bubbles. we would imagine ourselves with rabies foaming with shaving cream or quite possibly whipped cream
Aleana Saldana
The light feeling as the frothy soap substance played across her skin was awakening as she continued to let her feet carry her across the dancefloor. The beat driving a rhythm across her soul, refusing to let her stop.
Michelle Hines
foam boards. Sharks. Boogie boards are made from foam, they sem to attraact those sharks. maybe its the delicious people on the foam boards..becuase foam, its not that delicious.
Tiffany Groves
Soapy, slippery, & white
you are so much fun
until you get into my eyes.
I see you everyday
just like I see my reflection
In the tub, sink, you name it.
Fatima Oliver
The ocean is beautiful with all its white wonder. It swirls and forms dreams along its surface, like the thoughts that pass along my mind. A wonder the foam does not trap me in its enchanting enticements, for my daydreaming brain would be trapped forever.
Courtney Kirwan
It only took my dog twenty seconds to fit his jaws tightly around the cushions, and then to violently rip it to shreds with his fangs. Something about this senseless destruction amuses me. Sometimes I think I’m a sadist. So anyway, the foam from the cushion is flying everywhere, and Mom is going nuts, and my sister is screaming, and I’m just laughing and clenching my belly. It was one of those days, where nothing actually happens, but you remember every second.
Larisa
Sometimes I like to think about the summers when I would go to the beach with my father, and I remember feeling the sea foam licking my feet. The waves went in and out, up and down, and took me away.
Alejandra Medina
There’s a huge level of foam on the top of her beer. It bothers me. There’s too much. She didn’t pour it right. Whatta noob.
She shouldn’t be here. She’s one of those girls we all make fun of. They’re so innocent that they’re stupid. Look around honey, you don’t belong here.
No one does.
Brigid Savage
this is the way I see it
when everything gones your way
something comes and messes it up
it seems like if your happy then
why can’t everyone else be
thats what should happen
smiling faces all year long
free-thinking happiness
brittany whitaker
foam. foamy foam foam. some people think of foam parties. I think of Foamy the squirrel, who was a secret agent and loved bagels. My best friend is in the US Air Force- just graduated from basic- and is training in her job in the intelligence department. Her job’s nickname is a squirrel.
Kaela Lavin
the foam from the water lapped against the shore, tickling my toes. i danced in the water and laughed, reminiscing about the past summer. <3
trinity
like your hair in the air
teresita
Foam from the soap suds in the sink became greasy from all the pots and pans I had washed. I did not like the greasy feel between my fingers, so I poured out the water and quit for the day.
Iona Cline
foam is good, it’s absolutely wonderful for cleaning cars, and even dishes. I mean, it forms from soap, but it’s so much more than that that. Foam is life. It cleans, it’s fun, it floats, it’s white. It’s got bubbles! Everyone loves bubbles, therefore, everyone must love foam. Like I said, it’s white, so not even racists can hate it, which is a major plus, as foam can be widely distributed.
Devin Hey
the foam of the ocean was white as snow. it was crashing into the sand, the salt whipping at my legs. it was foam of the summer ocean, coming to and end. that foam reminded me of him, and that summer we spent the year before.
maegan Walsh
Foam is an amazing form of life..of exuberance of existence..of enthusiasm. Foam is fresh. Foam is fragile..goes with the water..foam is form.
Vrinda
foam forms as water crashes against the rocks. I walk along the rocks and i look out into the sea. In the distance is a man that looks to be drowning. as I take a closer look I see that the man is someone I do not like and so I leave them.
joe mants
so there’s this thing called foam. Sometimes it’s loike bubbles, sometimes it’s like the memory foam that NASA has developed. so i think it’s pretty cool that the word is foam because it’s so versitile and like it can be sued if we can make it into water. Think, instead of drinking form a water bottle, you can just take a bottle of foam that’s lighter thanair, meaning you don’t have to “carry” it
Jonathan Chu
foam
jun hyung lee
i think of the ocean waves, crashing on the shore. they make wipe foam as they fall over the sand and drag it back onto the big blue sea. it ripples and twirls and shines in the moonlight. the waves never stop crashing.
Samantha Gray
Foam brings back memories of childhood holidays at the beach . Every year we went to Waiheke island for our Christmas holiday. Witches shampoo is what we called the brown foam that collected at the tidal mark. I think it was from a poem in a school journal.
Nicoletta
There was a razor on the edge of the sink, a dab of foam was drying around it’s edges. I looked up, into the mirror, but I saw nothing. If I could start all over again I would.
Soulfulshadeofblue
Nothing dirty; a million little bubbles rising together, like a cloud of fourth grade girls’ hopes. Rising and floating to safety; never to be seen again.
Wonderful Lilly
To ADMIN – Hey. I wrote
“Foam parties. Whats that all about ? Tons and tons of material that amounts to nothing, costs almost nothing, feels like nothing and we pay obscene amounts of money for. But then I think, what is the differenec between that and air ? I feel better at that point. Not too much. Just a bit.”
And its appearing against Wonderfull Lily. Whats happening ? And her stuff may be appearing against mine.
Nishant Shah
Foam is another word for things that flow out of my mouth that I don’t exactly think about. Sometimes, I have little control over what I say, but then again, I have little control over what I think. I express this to others and I suppose it comes off very direct. Almost harsh.
Bobby Browning
The cork flew across the room. Leaving behind a trail of lightly alchoholic foam in its wake.
Flyder
The foam surrounded me. Engulfed me. I couldn’t take it. Thee air in between in it wasn’t enough and I could no longer hold. I had to let go. the foam took over.
Jelly Bean
Foam is the color of creamed corn as it comes gushin out of a dead mans knapsack, foam is the nut that starts the barkin in a mad dogs throat as he tugs at his chains, foam is the architect that made this mush that fills my brain whenever you get near. It’s foam, ever seen shit so boring?
bubbles
The foam ebbed over both our toes, wool on the damp sand. We looked over the bright sea, gold with opportunity. The day was done, but the next was ours.
Coffee makes me smile. Even in the wee hours of the morning, the thought gets me out of bed and in a good mood. Who’s not to enjoy a day that starts with the foaming hot beverage of your choice? No matter the weather, hot, cold, stormy or boring, everyday is better with coffee.
the soft white foam bubbled against the waves, soft as a baby’s breath. i sighed and stared at the sun, which despite the heat felt nice and i wiggled my toes in the foam once more… relaxing like this was a luxury for me…
the white stuff that makes any dance floor the place to be. a foam party. It sdisgusting its fun, its absolutly wet and gross. Few places have it, and theres always an accident, a broken leg. There’s usually two under neath it making it, making wooky and the like. Its magical, and fun and child like. Its wishful thinking tha tyour life could be full of foam. blowing and bubbles.
Robin watched the water lap agains the sides of her ship. She’d been rowing for so long that she couldn’t bear to mover her arms any more. She didn’t care if she hadn’t reached her destination, and she didn’t care who had sacrificed what to allow her escape–she had stopped caring long ago.
The ship had been bobbing in the waves for so long that the foam from the water had begun to collect around the edges of the ship, forming a small circle of scum that surrounded her. It must have come to be with her–birds of a feather, flocked together, after all.
foam is white
sometimes its wet
sometimes it dries and turns hard
its bubbly
sometimes its on the top of beer, when its on top of a beer its called a head, i dont know why, it seems wierd. foam is found in many places as well, such as the ocean, drinks, your mouth, etc.
When i see the word foam I think of the foam on coffee or the waves and the white bubbles when it starts to curl and then crash onto the sand. I also think if the whip creme they put on top of hot chocolate. Yumm.
The waves crashed against the sand, trailing rivers of foam echoing the might from before. She plays with the lingering bubbles, swirling swastikas and peace signs in their wake.
white fluff, dreamy clouds, spiral down in nonsense, lush love, consistant memories
I used to think foam looked like it would taste good. It didn’t take long for my twin sister long to convince me that I needed to know. It doesn’t taste like marshmellows… thats for sure.
sea foam, foamy mouth, foaming at the mouth, the top of a fresh mocha, the stuff that is fun to play with, foamy foam foam, thinking of floam, the weird sticky stuff in tubs that you can make things with as kids
foam. it’s whit and bubbly. foam makes me happy. it’s a reminder that we have all had a childhood, that we’ve all seen the ocean. we’ve all played in bath tubs full of foam and bubbles. we would imagine ourselves with rabies foaming with shaving cream or quite possibly whipped cream
The light feeling as the frothy soap substance played across her skin was awakening as she continued to let her feet carry her across the dancefloor. The beat driving a rhythm across her soul, refusing to let her stop.
foam boards. Sharks. Boogie boards are made from foam, they sem to attraact those sharks. maybe its the delicious people on the foam boards..becuase foam, its not that delicious.
Soapy, slippery, & white
you are so much fun
until you get into my eyes.
I see you everyday
just like I see my reflection
In the tub, sink, you name it.
The ocean is beautiful with all its white wonder. It swirls and forms dreams along its surface, like the thoughts that pass along my mind. A wonder the foam does not trap me in its enchanting enticements, for my daydreaming brain would be trapped forever.
It only took my dog twenty seconds to fit his jaws tightly around the cushions, and then to violently rip it to shreds with his fangs. Something about this senseless destruction amuses me. Sometimes I think I’m a sadist. So anyway, the foam from the cushion is flying everywhere, and Mom is going nuts, and my sister is screaming, and I’m just laughing and clenching my belly. It was one of those days, where nothing actually happens, but you remember every second.
Sometimes I like to think about the summers when I would go to the beach with my father, and I remember feeling the sea foam licking my feet. The waves went in and out, up and down, and took me away.
There’s a huge level of foam on the top of her beer. It bothers me. There’s too much. She didn’t pour it right. Whatta noob.
She shouldn’t be here. She’s one of those girls we all make fun of. They’re so innocent that they’re stupid. Look around honey, you don’t belong here.
No one does.
this is the way I see it
when everything gones your way
something comes and messes it up
it seems like if your happy then
why can’t everyone else be
thats what should happen
smiling faces all year long
free-thinking happiness
foam. foamy foam foam. some people think of foam parties. I think of Foamy the squirrel, who was a secret agent and loved bagels. My best friend is in the US Air Force- just graduated from basic- and is training in her job in the intelligence department. Her job’s nickname is a squirrel.
the foam from the water lapped against the shore, tickling my toes. i danced in the water and laughed, reminiscing about the past summer. <3
like your hair in the air
Foam from the soap suds in the sink became greasy from all the pots and pans I had washed. I did not like the greasy feel between my fingers, so I poured out the water and quit for the day.
foam is good, it’s absolutely wonderful for cleaning cars, and even dishes. I mean, it forms from soap, but it’s so much more than that that. Foam is life. It cleans, it’s fun, it floats, it’s white. It’s got bubbles! Everyone loves bubbles, therefore, everyone must love foam. Like I said, it’s white, so not even racists can hate it, which is a major plus, as foam can be widely distributed.
the foam of the ocean was white as snow. it was crashing into the sand, the salt whipping at my legs. it was foam of the summer ocean, coming to and end. that foam reminded me of him, and that summer we spent the year before.
Foam is an amazing form of life..of exuberance of existence..of enthusiasm. Foam is fresh. Foam is fragile..goes with the water..foam is form.
foam forms as water crashes against the rocks. I walk along the rocks and i look out into the sea. In the distance is a man that looks to be drowning. as I take a closer look I see that the man is someone I do not like and so I leave them.
so there’s this thing called foam. Sometimes it’s loike bubbles, sometimes it’s like the memory foam that NASA has developed. so i think it’s pretty cool that the word is foam because it’s so versitile and like it can be sued if we can make it into water. Think, instead of drinking form a water bottle, you can just take a bottle of foam that’s lighter thanair, meaning you don’t have to “carry” it
foam
i think of the ocean waves, crashing on the shore. they make wipe foam as they fall over the sand and drag it back onto the big blue sea. it ripples and twirls and shines in the moonlight. the waves never stop crashing.
Foam brings back memories of childhood holidays at the beach . Every year we went to Waiheke island for our Christmas holiday. Witches shampoo is what we called the brown foam that collected at the tidal mark. I think it was from a poem in a school journal.
There was a razor on the edge of the sink, a dab of foam was drying around it’s edges. I looked up, into the mirror, but I saw nothing. If I could start all over again I would.
Nothing dirty; a million little bubbles rising together, like a cloud of fourth grade girls’ hopes. Rising and floating to safety; never to be seen again.
To ADMIN – Hey. I wrote
“Foam parties. Whats that all about ? Tons and tons of material that amounts to nothing, costs almost nothing, feels like nothing and we pay obscene amounts of money for. But then I think, what is the differenec between that and air ? I feel better at that point. Not too much. Just a bit.”
And its appearing against Wonderfull Lily. Whats happening ? And her stuff may be appearing against mine.
Foam is another word for things that flow out of my mouth that I don’t exactly think about. Sometimes, I have little control over what I say, but then again, I have little control over what I think. I express this to others and I suppose it comes off very direct. Almost harsh.
The cork flew across the room. Leaving behind a trail of lightly alchoholic foam in its wake.
The foam surrounded me. Engulfed me. I couldn’t take it. Thee air in between in it wasn’t enough and I could no longer hold. I had to let go. the foam took over.
Foam is the color of creamed corn as it comes gushin out of a dead mans knapsack, foam is the nut that starts the barkin in a mad dogs throat as he tugs at his chains, foam is the architect that made this mush that fills my brain whenever you get near. It’s foam, ever seen shit so boring?