The snow glimmers on the ground outside my bedroom window. The sun makes it look like a thousand stars on sitting beneath the trees! Sparkling footsteps and tracks are placed along the yard at the base of the window.
Ginni
once upon a time there was a princess, that was beautiful and glamorous. She went to fashion shows and parties. She always looked nice and glimmered in the spotlight.
kwanisha
It’s like shimmer. A hope, small slice. A sliver of light. Letting your love shine gives him a glimmer of hope.
the treehouse is glimmering gold. There is a gold birdhouse near it. There are bluebirds living in it. I like to play in the treehouse. I papered the walled with flowered paper and put some flowered carpet on the bottom.
As I gave a 50 dollar bill to the same homeless person on my street I see everyday, her eyes glimmered like never before. Soon I found out she used that money to get clothes for an interview. She now works as the lunch getter at my office.
Amahdi
The hair if your mouth glimmers the host of the teeth behind the wooden smile inside your lines. Have you ever thought of the way the light would shine for this? How about the nothing inside your head, which is actually outside to say the least, she is a beast. coming for the feast. Brushing brushing brushing by the glimmer of your smile and the hope that you may just feel me there.
Al
I see a glimmer of hope in your eyes. Hope of me seeing myself as beautiful.
laughalot
Her shoulders glimmered in the sun. Reflected back was pure happiness and love. He went to touch them, to make sure they were real, but when he did a piece shattered off. He put the piece in his pocket, a keepsake from the goddess who he had a burning passion for. And always will.
Just a glance at the still pool shows the sunlit dapples, and my reflection. I’m nervous now. I wonder where the others have gone. I stare at my reflection and it comforts me. But I can’t tell where the others have gone, and I’m afraid.
The glimmer of sparkly nail.varnish blended with the shiny fish scales in the supermarket. She picked one up, turned it around, and asked it’s price. Placing it on the counter, she skimmed the faces around her impatiently.
Rebeca Marcés
Everything new shines and glimmers. It’s attractive and exciting and sparkling. But as you get closer, as your senses kick back into gear and your realize that all that glimmer was an illusion…now what?
Sabena
Her eyes glimmered in the dark as she stood on her tip toes to grin at me,
“Lookit,” she uttered before she twirled away, he bare feet kicking up the soft soil and orange and red leaves, “it’s magic here. It’s all ours too. The magic is all ours.”
“But it’s not ours, it’s yours,” I half murmured to her, almost hoping she didn’t hear. But she did of course, she never missed anything. She gripped my hand and held fast, her delicate fingers digging in so harshly that her nails left marks in my skin,
“No, it’s ours,” she hissed, “and you’re mine.”
“But I don’t want it. I don’t want you. Magic isn’t real anymore. I don’t know if it even ever was.” Her gold eyes darken and turn black.
It was glimmering in the wind, and I couldn’t help but not look at it. It was so unique to be on this side of town, and I knew it couldn’t of been for me.
The cold hearted woman I used to be, yeah yeah, you know you gotta help me out. Don’t you put me on the back burner, you know.
Hope Selander
She prays for a new year
Not damp with tears
Or rank with hate
As the small strand of glitter falls on her nose
And the final countdown begins
She prays for a new year, a new life
In the winter month after the snow and ice have fallen, a sleek layer forms and the ground is glimmering as if diamonds have been sparked along your path.
Leah
The faint glimmer of a star peeked out at them from through the canopy of the trees. The jungle was forlorn and inhibiting. Unfamiliar sounds reached them as dusk set in, and the group was afraid. Not for their lives, but of that unknown which haunted their thoughts, their emotions.
The snow glimmers on the ground outside my bedroom window. The sun makes it look like a thousand stars on sitting beneath the trees! Sparkling footsteps and tracks are placed along the yard at the base of the window.
once upon a time there was a princess, that was beautiful and glamorous. She went to fashion shows and parties. She always looked nice and glimmered in the spotlight.
It’s like shimmer. A hope, small slice. A sliver of light. Letting your love shine gives him a glimmer of hope.
the treehouse is glimmering gold. There is a gold birdhouse near it. There are bluebirds living in it. I like to play in the treehouse. I papered the walled with flowered paper and put some flowered carpet on the bottom.
A silver cup that shines at the feast in camelot. It is the king’s cup.
As I gave a 50 dollar bill to the same homeless person on my street I see everyday, her eyes glimmered like never before. Soon I found out she used that money to get clothes for an interview. She now works as the lunch getter at my office.
The hair if your mouth glimmers the host of the teeth behind the wooden smile inside your lines. Have you ever thought of the way the light would shine for this? How about the nothing inside your head, which is actually outside to say the least, she is a beast. coming for the feast. Brushing brushing brushing by the glimmer of your smile and the hope that you may just feel me there.
I see a glimmer of hope in your eyes. Hope of me seeing myself as beautiful.
Her shoulders glimmered in the sun. Reflected back was pure happiness and love. He went to touch them, to make sure they were real, but when he did a piece shattered off. He put the piece in his pocket, a keepsake from the goddess who he had a burning passion for. And always will.
Just a glance at the still pool shows the sunlit dapples, and my reflection. I’m nervous now. I wonder where the others have gone. I stare at my reflection and it comforts me. But I can’t tell where the others have gone, and I’m afraid.
The glimmer of sparkly nail.varnish blended with the shiny fish scales in the supermarket. She picked one up, turned it around, and asked it’s price. Placing it on the counter, she skimmed the faces around her impatiently.
Everything new shines and glimmers. It’s attractive and exciting and sparkling. But as you get closer, as your senses kick back into gear and your realize that all that glimmer was an illusion…now what?
Her eyes glimmered in the dark as she stood on her tip toes to grin at me,
“Lookit,” she uttered before she twirled away, he bare feet kicking up the soft soil and orange and red leaves, “it’s magic here. It’s all ours too. The magic is all ours.”
“But it’s not ours, it’s yours,” I half murmured to her, almost hoping she didn’t hear. But she did of course, she never missed anything. She gripped my hand and held fast, her delicate fingers digging in so harshly that her nails left marks in my skin,
“No, it’s ours,” she hissed, “and you’re mine.”
“But I don’t want it. I don’t want you. Magic isn’t real anymore. I don’t know if it even ever was.” Her gold eyes darken and turn black.
It was glimmering in the wind, and I couldn’t help but not look at it. It was so unique to be on this side of town, and I knew it couldn’t of been for me.
The cold hearted woman I used to be, yeah yeah, you know you gotta help me out. Don’t you put me on the back burner, you know.
She prays for a new year
Not damp with tears
Or rank with hate
As the small strand of glitter falls on her nose
And the final countdown begins
She prays for a new year, a new life
glimmer
In the winter month after the snow and ice have fallen, a sleek layer forms and the ground is glimmering as if diamonds have been sparked along your path.
The faint glimmer of a star peeked out at them from through the canopy of the trees. The jungle was forlorn and inhibiting. Unfamiliar sounds reached them as dusk set in, and the group was afraid. Not for their lives, but of that unknown which haunted their thoughts, their emotions.
Glowing subtly, very beautiful.