When jack and jill went up the green hill, did they know that kind of ambition would be frowned upon by society? Did they guess that their pastoral adventure, a trip made in the mind-set of freedom and done in play and with a light heart, would anger the Republic?
Aneeta
beautiful rolling green hills
you can’t see over them, the giant beasts
lolling
we roll down together, laughing, then rest at the bottom, to tired to make the climb again
nana
Climibing up the steady incline, all she could do was think of him. Her heart was beting in her mouth as the wind was beating against her face. Would he be on the other side? She did not know. I wish that it hadnt come to this.
Mel
Whenever I go to church, there is a hill as high as the Himalayas. I see all the expanse of White Plains from all
Michael
I sit on the hill and light the heaviest chronic blunt, watch the sunset and then dream about another place and another time. dreaming I’ll be going into space…dreaming about never coming back. I renumbered my towel…
christopher
They came out of the hill, twinkling and twirling like autmn leaves. Their skin was blue and their eyes were gold. Pointed ears poked up from cornsilk hair.
Yona
It exists, everywhere, the hill. It is an upwards battle, everything, and if it isn’t, you’re in the wrong. Everything is something that requires time and effort, and if it isn’t, then it’s nothing. The hill is life, and if you’re not climbing it, then you’ve wasted it.
Shane Woodard
hills hav eyes – or so i am told, don’t ask those questions, they’re far too bold
just go with the flow, and soon you will see, that i don’t even know, how an elephant pees
what the hell did i just say? I have no idea, this writing is lame,
joel
There was a hill, the prettiest hill that you ever did see. And on this hill, there was a tree, the prettiest tree, that you ever did see. And on this tree, there was a branch, the prettiest branch that you ever did see, and the branch on the tree and the tree on the hill and the hill as the ground and the green grass grew all around all around, the green grass grew all around. And on this branch, thee was a nest, the prettiest nest that you ever did see.
M
The hill is greeenish brown at this time of the season and surely it must be heaven to be up there, but the hill seem to be growing or is it me that is getting smaller.
walter elias D.
The grasses over the hills, they reach out to me. Like pepper on a bad day hurriedly stinging me. I know it’s all too late when the sky has turned so dark, when the sun has gone over that very hill.. when death consumes everything.
cars
…but the top is a foot f a hill
ackeem
on top we looked out. she wore a red cap made of cordurouy. we had sandwiches and the air was cold when the wond blew. it was grassy, the kind of grass rich people have in their gardens. we were in love.
corly
Is your imagined hill brown? Does it rain on your hill? Are there many people on your hill?
Asven
If I didn’t climb this hill I knew the rest of my life would be spent looking for another one as beautiful as this. All around was nothing but flat prairies and this one mound of soil rising 250 feet above the ground.
Chris Wylde
the hills spoke to her in hushed whispers. the light had never seemed so dull as they did today when he waved goodbye. her first and last son had been the rising sun in her life and now to be a river in the lost annals of time. “i guess that’s what happen to children” she thought, “they grow up to be just like everyone else.”
Vathana Mayalagan
On the hill I can see what is out there….I think. Do I want to go back the way I came? No…I want to head down the other side and face the adventure, head on! So I start down this hill…who knows?
Fiberartst
The top of the hill glistened in her minds eye, rolling smoothly, covered in brilliant grass just wet by the nights dew. She climbed it slowly and settled down in a patch of green, content to rest and let her mind fall into the city lights scattering the valley below.
Elena
hills are steep and you are steeper i dont know words because doors close sooner than i can remember to turn out the light. i always wanted a pet bear but i guess that would be a
marc
Frodo named his son after the pseudonym he used when travelling with the ring. Declining to include the prefix, “under”, was a conscience decision out of respect for the boy’s future self respect.
jeremy
hill is a abeauty to stay and go, one enjoys it in vacation and simply the fun of cold air is vey healthy so one should always go to the hills
shruti
this is what you climb in order to reach your final goals.
macy
climbing this hill is so exhausting. i feel as if i might faint. the effort is tearing and wearing me down to within an inch of my very will power. this hill takes and it takes as if it work an obstacle sent by the devil to steal a soul not freely given. i can conquer this hill. i know it. i will. i have too.
Anna
one word is weird. like it makes me feel empowered or alone and there is really no in beteween. i don’t know. i guess i just had a convo with a friend and i felt really alone because he is all sex addict and all sorta but it was weird
nelle
love is everything that bring you to a point of reaching the highest height you can possibly reach. undying is the effort to climb such an obstacle for it stand at a mere 80 degree angle just enough room to think about a chance o reaching the top
loveless
Nearest to the sun there are hills that stand above us as giants they spend eternity waxing and waning hoping to reach the sky the sun the stars the cosmos that we cannot reach we let the hills do it for us but hills cannot think think think we can think for them we can think for the hills we can climb them we can become taller than them their efforts are futile our efforts are futile i said goodbye to the ground.
Andy Pederson
There was a house on that hill in the distance. He didn’t know who lived there, but he assumed it was abandoned. It wasn’t. There were many things living inside. Spiders mostly. Spinning webs, silken in the gleaming half-light of the dusty air. He thought it couldn’t get any better, but as he was certain he was also uncertain.
Ray Cline
Hills are hard to climb but often worth it, and once you get to the top, the trip back down is easy. Life would be boring without them, flat and uninteresting.
Thank goodness for hills.
Erika
hill has sides, ridges and ends… there may be grass, there may be rocks… and they come in all shapes and sizes! but hills can be made, constructed by people and natural disasters, as if some higher being was rearranging our surroundings like man do
manda
the top of the hill is the place to be there is not much beter then that. you can see all the land and you are on top that is the best place to be. I feel somwhat superior but it is better to know that you wont have any neighbors. But waht if the hill is not large then it would not be a mountain. So there fore the hill may not be what you thought buyt just a bump in the road and that bump was nothing more then a hiccup to to the cause you required,
Rob Ups
hill of green grass holding an old oak tree atop, swaying in the wind. silence almost. just wind and leaves in the air. blue skies and light passing clouds. nothing but peace.
dulong
up the hill there is a tree. it’s a small hill but is the greenest hill in the region. there is a pathway that leads to the top and a few times a day you will see people walking that pathway to see the view.
Shannon
I have a hill to overcome. Charge.
Nat Yonce
jack is okay
but you tripped on the way down
Danielle
hill have eyes is a movie which is sooo terrifying..but hills as in mountains are things that keeps my mind relaxed…when travelling to up- country in my homeland of srilanka, those beautiful sites make my journey short…hills…so beautiful…
anthu
hill top hoods don’t make me sweat like kid a. I like to dance in time to breathe, breathe tie – like dark chocolate covered almonds most the time, though they do keep me awake. Ann is Kida A is going to rule the world one day, just you watch; she’s so hood it just aint right. she’s my delight, marvelous and immaculate perfection in the world of art, we are all singers and performers together on this stage.
Kat Allee
formula one driver, father and son.
blabla
It’s just a hill.
THe one that you can’t seem to rid of.
The onethat blocks your view of everything.
It;s just a hill
just a hill
But then it grow
A mountian stand s before you,
And then you realize
It’s still just a hill
An you can cross that hill now.
Bcause that’s all it is,
A hill
olivia
It’s just a hill.
THe one that you can’t seem to rid of.
The onethat blocks your view of everything.
It;s just a hill
just a hill
But then it grow
A mountian stand s before you,
And then you realize
It’s still just a hill
An you can cross that hill now.
Bcause that’s all it is,
A hill
olivia
There was a hill were all the school children gathered for their awful games. They made terrible noises as they killed puppies and muttered weird incantations. They were the rottenest of the rotten and they were despised by all.
When jack and jill went up the green hill, did they know that kind of ambition would be frowned upon by society? Did they guess that their pastoral adventure, a trip made in the mind-set of freedom and done in play and with a light heart, would anger the Republic?
beautiful rolling green hills
you can’t see over them, the giant beasts
lolling
we roll down together, laughing, then rest at the bottom, to tired to make the climb again
Climibing up the steady incline, all she could do was think of him. Her heart was beting in her mouth as the wind was beating against her face. Would he be on the other side? She did not know. I wish that it hadnt come to this.
Whenever I go to church, there is a hill as high as the Himalayas. I see all the expanse of White Plains from all
I sit on the hill and light the heaviest chronic blunt, watch the sunset and then dream about another place and another time. dreaming I’ll be going into space…dreaming about never coming back. I renumbered my towel…
They came out of the hill, twinkling and twirling like autmn leaves. Their skin was blue and their eyes were gold. Pointed ears poked up from cornsilk hair.
It exists, everywhere, the hill. It is an upwards battle, everything, and if it isn’t, you’re in the wrong. Everything is something that requires time and effort, and if it isn’t, then it’s nothing. The hill is life, and if you’re not climbing it, then you’ve wasted it.
hills hav eyes – or so i am told, don’t ask those questions, they’re far too bold
just go with the flow, and soon you will see, that i don’t even know, how an elephant pees
what the hell did i just say? I have no idea, this writing is lame,
There was a hill, the prettiest hill that you ever did see. And on this hill, there was a tree, the prettiest tree, that you ever did see. And on this tree, there was a branch, the prettiest branch that you ever did see, and the branch on the tree and the tree on the hill and the hill as the ground and the green grass grew all around all around, the green grass grew all around. And on this branch, thee was a nest, the prettiest nest that you ever did see.
The hill is greeenish brown at this time of the season and surely it must be heaven to be up there, but the hill seem to be growing or is it me that is getting smaller.
The grasses over the hills, they reach out to me. Like pepper on a bad day hurriedly stinging me. I know it’s all too late when the sky has turned so dark, when the sun has gone over that very hill.. when death consumes everything.
…but the top is a foot f a hill
on top we looked out. she wore a red cap made of cordurouy. we had sandwiches and the air was cold when the wond blew. it was grassy, the kind of grass rich people have in their gardens. we were in love.
Is your imagined hill brown? Does it rain on your hill? Are there many people on your hill?
If I didn’t climb this hill I knew the rest of my life would be spent looking for another one as beautiful as this. All around was nothing but flat prairies and this one mound of soil rising 250 feet above the ground.
the hills spoke to her in hushed whispers. the light had never seemed so dull as they did today when he waved goodbye. her first and last son had been the rising sun in her life and now to be a river in the lost annals of time. “i guess that’s what happen to children” she thought, “they grow up to be just like everyone else.”
On the hill I can see what is out there….I think. Do I want to go back the way I came? No…I want to head down the other side and face the adventure, head on! So I start down this hill…who knows?
The top of the hill glistened in her minds eye, rolling smoothly, covered in brilliant grass just wet by the nights dew. She climbed it slowly and settled down in a patch of green, content to rest and let her mind fall into the city lights scattering the valley below.
hills are steep and you are steeper i dont know words because doors close sooner than i can remember to turn out the light. i always wanted a pet bear but i guess that would be a
Frodo named his son after the pseudonym he used when travelling with the ring. Declining to include the prefix, “under”, was a conscience decision out of respect for the boy’s future self respect.
hill is a abeauty to stay and go, one enjoys it in vacation and simply the fun of cold air is vey healthy so one should always go to the hills
this is what you climb in order to reach your final goals.
climbing this hill is so exhausting. i feel as if i might faint. the effort is tearing and wearing me down to within an inch of my very will power. this hill takes and it takes as if it work an obstacle sent by the devil to steal a soul not freely given. i can conquer this hill. i know it. i will. i have too.
one word is weird. like it makes me feel empowered or alone and there is really no in beteween. i don’t know. i guess i just had a convo with a friend and i felt really alone because he is all sex addict and all sorta but it was weird
love is everything that bring you to a point of reaching the highest height you can possibly reach. undying is the effort to climb such an obstacle for it stand at a mere 80 degree angle just enough room to think about a chance o reaching the top
Nearest to the sun there are hills that stand above us as giants they spend eternity waxing and waning hoping to reach the sky the sun the stars the cosmos that we cannot reach we let the hills do it for us but hills cannot think think think we can think for them we can think for the hills we can climb them we can become taller than them their efforts are futile our efforts are futile i said goodbye to the ground.
There was a house on that hill in the distance. He didn’t know who lived there, but he assumed it was abandoned. It wasn’t. There were many things living inside. Spiders mostly. Spinning webs, silken in the gleaming half-light of the dusty air. He thought it couldn’t get any better, but as he was certain he was also uncertain.
Hills are hard to climb but often worth it, and once you get to the top, the trip back down is easy. Life would be boring without them, flat and uninteresting.
Thank goodness for hills.
hill has sides, ridges and ends… there may be grass, there may be rocks… and they come in all shapes and sizes! but hills can be made, constructed by people and natural disasters, as if some higher being was rearranging our surroundings like man do
the top of the hill is the place to be there is not much beter then that. you can see all the land and you are on top that is the best place to be. I feel somwhat superior but it is better to know that you wont have any neighbors. But waht if the hill is not large then it would not be a mountain. So there fore the hill may not be what you thought buyt just a bump in the road and that bump was nothing more then a hiccup to to the cause you required,
hill of green grass holding an old oak tree atop, swaying in the wind. silence almost. just wind and leaves in the air. blue skies and light passing clouds. nothing but peace.
up the hill there is a tree. it’s a small hill but is the greenest hill in the region. there is a pathway that leads to the top and a few times a day you will see people walking that pathway to see the view.
I have a hill to overcome. Charge.
jack is okay
but you tripped on the way down
hill have eyes is a movie which is sooo terrifying..but hills as in mountains are things that keeps my mind relaxed…when travelling to up- country in my homeland of srilanka, those beautiful sites make my journey short…hills…so beautiful…
hill top hoods don’t make me sweat like kid a. I like to dance in time to breathe, breathe tie – like dark chocolate covered almonds most the time, though they do keep me awake. Ann is Kida A is going to rule the world one day, just you watch; she’s so hood it just aint right. she’s my delight, marvelous and immaculate perfection in the world of art, we are all singers and performers together on this stage.
formula one driver, father and son.
It’s just a hill.
THe one that you can’t seem to rid of.
The onethat blocks your view of everything.
It;s just a hill
just a hill
But then it grow
A mountian stand s before you,
And then you realize
It’s still just a hill
An you can cross that hill now.
Bcause that’s all it is,
A hill
It’s just a hill.
THe one that you can’t seem to rid of.
The onethat blocks your view of everything.
It;s just a hill
just a hill
But then it grow
A mountian stand s before you,
And then you realize
It’s still just a hill
An you can cross that hill now.
Bcause that’s all it is,
A hill
There was a hill were all the school children gathered for their awful games. They made terrible noises as they killed puppies and muttered weird incantations. They were the rottenest of the rotten and they were despised by all.