she had risen from the mist, unseen.
i woke up to a cold breeze and then her face.
her icy breath felt strangely warm on my neck.
ene s. lagunzad
The drive is icy, a long downward sheet of trouble, and I stand as best I can, hacking at it with the blade of a shovel. I feel gravity snatching at my body, the incremental slide towards the bone-crack of the asphalt. I’m a rope-walker balanced on a thread, and happy puffs of effort stream from me into the approving blue.
Brian Slusher
I’m not thinking. I’m only submerged in these icy depths, floating just underneath the surface of these mini iceburgs crashing all around my air and stealing my breath. I feel so starkly alive, and I can feel my blood dying. It’s quite something, if only you could experience it, darling. It’s a nice wake up call, I think. But unfortunately, my time is up, and I can live no more.
ronz
Everything was icy. Snow fell and coated everything in little white flowers. My hand was blue, even though it was embarrassed by hers. I raised my head away from the snow and looked at her. She looked so peaceful. Her blue eyes stared into mine. Icy… Her eyes were so icy… but they melted my heart.
Kelly s.
and then suddenly there’s nothing. icey invisibility and i’m not coming back.
si
They say death has an icy touch. I’ve found that’s true. That’s why whenever he comes over for a barbecue I don’t bother putting the beers in the eskie, I just hand ’em over to the Reaper and let him frost me up a cold one.
Damo
icy specks of wrath dripped down her lonely cheek as she realized the meaning of the word betrayal. no more would she feel the heat inside her heart. for now…
Though I slid along the icy path that my life had taken me, there was little in my heart but hope. Hope for tomorrow, hope for again, and hope that this road without control would take me where I needed to be most.
Ravynn
i once ate a small chicken and felt like it tasted really good. sometimes i think i just want to run around and be with friends. i want to swim and eat and lay. the sun is warm and makes me feel happy. why should i not eat ice cream? it’s my favorite food. let’s be friends and see where life takes us. my ring is silver and it’s sometimes small. when it’s hot, i think it gets smaller. the end.
susie
we sipped our way
through millions of bubbles
of champagne —
it was icy, our throats
covered in frost by the end
of the night.
our heat had malfunctioned
the night before, but the mindless
wandering hands and mouths
made up for it.
rachel
icy hot is very useful when your sore.
lindsey
Icy cold like a river in winter with the pretty trees all white. Snow is so beautiful, I wish I could dance in it and feel the soft flakes against my cheeks and breath out my icy breath. The air would be cold, crisp and perfect in the white wonderland.
Emily
icy is the name of my cat. it’s not a good name, i admit but chances are it’s the best name i could have come up with. i’ve never been good at naming things that’s why i’ll never have kids because i’ll give them bad names and their lives will disappoint them.
Matt Sinclair
You know you’re brain dead when you enter a writing website and the word ‘icy’ makes you think of fruity popsicles.
Myona
the only thing that i like about winter is the icy rooftops all around the city. they just make me feel so warm inside! quite the oxymoron. I learned about hte word oxymoron such a long itme ago…. It’s sad when you think about all the people who have died from icy road conditions.
allegra Stone
from above you seemed like a beautiful zenith. I knew not what lay underneath. there’s always so much more beneath the waters, things the greatest of swimmers could not tread.
Josh Miller
Her stare was that of the arctic. I couldnt help but feel my hair stand on end as i moved closer to her blue lips. She didnt bother to aknowledge me and my love for her. The love that got her kicked out, stranded and homeless. My love for this woman is intense. She is my love and i am her burden, the scar she tries to cover from society, she branded me her icy stare as i tried to warm her heart to our forbideen love.
[Marisa]
icy
the plain filled with gloom and slick backed black top – wind slapping the fabric – crow cry
mark witucke
It’s so cold, I can see my breath. There’s ice all around me. The walls are slick and frozen. Where am I? How did I get here? There’s a light off in the distance. It’s coming from a crack of some sort. I’ll push it open. I do and the wall glides forward. I’ve found myself in the freezer.
Peter Soto
is how i feel right now. i know people get shot. i know they die. but certainly not people i know. not kids i know, god damnit. he had his whole life. tried to be the good guy. break up a fight. what does he get? shot. dead.
beebs
icy is a cool feeling which is generally brought on by the onset of ice. It can also describe the mood of a woman upon, well, anything that had ticked her off. Icy is also used to describe a frozen beverage purchased at a local gas station which is delicious.
brad
cold wet ugly dumb new york snow traveling tires ice icicles hanging in a doorway night day reflecting off snow skiing and getting a sunburn from the reflected sunlight. cold hard bitch. uncaring and cruel. heartless bastard.
erica
cold, dripping, almost painful solid to hold but slipping through the fingers as a silent small river forms from its breath. a pleasure, a pain, a refreshment, a chill; many things in one form
nancy
cold, dripping, almost painful solid to hold but slipping through the fingers as a silent small river forms from its breath. a pleasure, a pain, a refreshment, a chill; many things in one form
nancy
the road was very icy. snow was dripping onto the darkness of the black tar. everyone was slipping and sliding onto their faces as they felt the cold wet ground beneath them. the birds couldn’t land on the trees as they would slide off with their little nails not being able to grasp
jessica
icy is not like hot or warn but it’t not like cold either
its just veyr unique and i personally love it
nothing can ever be like icy and icy will always be unique
never hot never cold, only icy.
Chris.
Chris
She’s a bitch.
Amy
the water felt icy cold.the lungs seemed to be deprived of air.the legs felt as heavy as lead.the brain cannot think properly anymore.i know the only way to survive is to swim upwards.
akeenhollowish
icy cold drips trickle down past my cheek through my beard along my neck into my shirt. there’s always a way in.
wigout
Icy stares she gives him after he naturally assumes she wants everything he wants. how dare he. Thanks for trying
cathy
The coldness of today has been getting to our heads.
Just heat things up and have fun.
Go out to snowboard and ski and all that fun stuff :D
Chelsea
She calmed herself as the car slid. It did no good to break, to turn in the same direction or out–the sheet of ice went on as far as she could see and she hoped the ditch was as shallow as it looked.
Ann Marie
Crap! it’s really cold. How the hell did it become so damn cold? Is it the hatred, the horrible truth finally dawning upon us. How on Earth did all of this happen? This mess that has caused so much loss, frustration, anger, and hatred.
Amanda
The icy wind stung her lungs, making it difficult to breathe. She hiked through the snow, looking for something that wasn’t there.
Hope
it was a very cold night and we were traveing down the road… it was scary because it was so icy .. i looked at him and his stare back at me was so icy i think that if i had the chance I would have enjoyed it but it was so cold. Blue is icy… my diamond is icy.. cold like the guy that gave it to me… i think now is the time for me to stop… warm up and not be so icy!
kathy
I am going to draw ice.
In white.
Maybe. Yes?
White pencils on white paper. And white paint.
And then I will draw me, shivering, falling, skinning a knee on the ice.
You might be there to help me up. Just a suggestion.
brytning
The icy clouds drifted down, almost touching the ground with their freezing breathe. Despite the cold that they brought, the town of Ilyria prospered, all those in it working together to bring their town a merry Christmas. There was only one child who was not working hard… Ethan Wilson. He was off on his own, waiting, watching. He didn’t believe in Santa Claus. He was about to be proven wrong.
Kayla
icy drink. love ice. blue, cold. frigid person. slippery streets. me, sometimes. hat the salad bar at work. ice hurts if you hold it too long in your mouth or hand. white.
mistie
icy mellow goes below
to the thing that should not be
the trooper, day trooper
goes away from home
hell yeah
hell away
so, what do you think?
finished?
no?
she had risen from the mist, unseen.
i woke up to a cold breeze and then her face.
her icy breath felt strangely warm on my neck.
The drive is icy, a long downward sheet of trouble, and I stand as best I can, hacking at it with the blade of a shovel. I feel gravity snatching at my body, the incremental slide towards the bone-crack of the asphalt. I’m a rope-walker balanced on a thread, and happy puffs of effort stream from me into the approving blue.
I’m not thinking. I’m only submerged in these icy depths, floating just underneath the surface of these mini iceburgs crashing all around my air and stealing my breath. I feel so starkly alive, and I can feel my blood dying. It’s quite something, if only you could experience it, darling. It’s a nice wake up call, I think. But unfortunately, my time is up, and I can live no more.
Everything was icy. Snow fell and coated everything in little white flowers. My hand was blue, even though it was embarrassed by hers. I raised my head away from the snow and looked at her. She looked so peaceful. Her blue eyes stared into mine. Icy… Her eyes were so icy… but they melted my heart.
and then suddenly there’s nothing. icey invisibility and i’m not coming back.
They say death has an icy touch. I’ve found that’s true. That’s why whenever he comes over for a barbecue I don’t bother putting the beers in the eskie, I just hand ’em over to the Reaper and let him frost me up a cold one.
icy specks of wrath dripped down her lonely cheek as she realized the meaning of the word betrayal. no more would she feel the heat inside her heart. for now…
Touch. Rebecca. Kregel. Fucking Die. Ice Queen. Freya. Goddess. RKK. Destroy me. Winter cold.
Though I slid along the icy path that my life had taken me, there was little in my heart but hope. Hope for tomorrow, hope for again, and hope that this road without control would take me where I needed to be most.
i once ate a small chicken and felt like it tasted really good. sometimes i think i just want to run around and be with friends. i want to swim and eat and lay. the sun is warm and makes me feel happy. why should i not eat ice cream? it’s my favorite food. let’s be friends and see where life takes us. my ring is silver and it’s sometimes small. when it’s hot, i think it gets smaller. the end.
we sipped our way
through millions of bubbles
of champagne —
it was icy, our throats
covered in frost by the end
of the night.
our heat had malfunctioned
the night before, but the mindless
wandering hands and mouths
made up for it.
icy hot is very useful when your sore.
Icy cold like a river in winter with the pretty trees all white. Snow is so beautiful, I wish I could dance in it and feel the soft flakes against my cheeks and breath out my icy breath. The air would be cold, crisp and perfect in the white wonderland.
icy is the name of my cat. it’s not a good name, i admit but chances are it’s the best name i could have come up with. i’ve never been good at naming things that’s why i’ll never have kids because i’ll give them bad names and their lives will disappoint them.
You know you’re brain dead when you enter a writing website and the word ‘icy’ makes you think of fruity popsicles.
the only thing that i like about winter is the icy rooftops all around the city. they just make me feel so warm inside! quite the oxymoron. I learned about hte word oxymoron such a long itme ago…. It’s sad when you think about all the people who have died from icy road conditions.
from above you seemed like a beautiful zenith. I knew not what lay underneath. there’s always so much more beneath the waters, things the greatest of swimmers could not tread.
Her stare was that of the arctic. I couldnt help but feel my hair stand on end as i moved closer to her blue lips. She didnt bother to aknowledge me and my love for her. The love that got her kicked out, stranded and homeless. My love for this woman is intense. She is my love and i am her burden, the scar she tries to cover from society, she branded me her icy stare as i tried to warm her heart to our forbideen love.
icy
the plain filled with gloom and slick backed black top – wind slapping the fabric – crow cry
It’s so cold, I can see my breath. There’s ice all around me. The walls are slick and frozen. Where am I? How did I get here? There’s a light off in the distance. It’s coming from a crack of some sort. I’ll push it open. I do and the wall glides forward. I’ve found myself in the freezer.
is how i feel right now. i know people get shot. i know they die. but certainly not people i know. not kids i know, god damnit. he had his whole life. tried to be the good guy. break up a fight. what does he get? shot. dead.
icy is a cool feeling which is generally brought on by the onset of ice. It can also describe the mood of a woman upon, well, anything that had ticked her off. Icy is also used to describe a frozen beverage purchased at a local gas station which is delicious.
cold wet ugly dumb new york snow traveling tires ice icicles hanging in a doorway night day reflecting off snow skiing and getting a sunburn from the reflected sunlight. cold hard bitch. uncaring and cruel. heartless bastard.
cold, dripping, almost painful solid to hold but slipping through the fingers as a silent small river forms from its breath. a pleasure, a pain, a refreshment, a chill; many things in one form
cold, dripping, almost painful solid to hold but slipping through the fingers as a silent small river forms from its breath. a pleasure, a pain, a refreshment, a chill; many things in one form
the road was very icy. snow was dripping onto the darkness of the black tar. everyone was slipping and sliding onto their faces as they felt the cold wet ground beneath them. the birds couldn’t land on the trees as they would slide off with their little nails not being able to grasp
icy is not like hot or warn but it’t not like cold either
its just veyr unique and i personally love it
nothing can ever be like icy and icy will always be unique
never hot never cold, only icy.
Chris.
She’s a bitch.
the water felt icy cold.the lungs seemed to be deprived of air.the legs felt as heavy as lead.the brain cannot think properly anymore.i know the only way to survive is to swim upwards.
icy cold drips trickle down past my cheek through my beard along my neck into my shirt. there’s always a way in.
Icy stares she gives him after he naturally assumes she wants everything he wants. how dare he. Thanks for trying
The coldness of today has been getting to our heads.
Just heat things up and have fun.
Go out to snowboard and ski and all that fun stuff :D
She calmed herself as the car slid. It did no good to break, to turn in the same direction or out–the sheet of ice went on as far as she could see and she hoped the ditch was as shallow as it looked.
Crap! it’s really cold. How the hell did it become so damn cold? Is it the hatred, the horrible truth finally dawning upon us. How on Earth did all of this happen? This mess that has caused so much loss, frustration, anger, and hatred.
The icy wind stung her lungs, making it difficult to breathe. She hiked through the snow, looking for something that wasn’t there.
it was a very cold night and we were traveing down the road… it was scary because it was so icy .. i looked at him and his stare back at me was so icy i think that if i had the chance I would have enjoyed it but it was so cold. Blue is icy… my diamond is icy.. cold like the guy that gave it to me… i think now is the time for me to stop… warm up and not be so icy!
I am going to draw ice.
In white.
Maybe. Yes?
White pencils on white paper. And white paint.
And then I will draw me, shivering, falling, skinning a knee on the ice.
You might be there to help me up. Just a suggestion.
The icy clouds drifted down, almost touching the ground with their freezing breathe. Despite the cold that they brought, the town of Ilyria prospered, all those in it working together to bring their town a merry Christmas. There was only one child who was not working hard… Ethan Wilson. He was off on his own, waiting, watching. He didn’t believe in Santa Claus. He was about to be proven wrong.
icy drink. love ice. blue, cold. frigid person. slippery streets. me, sometimes. hat the salad bar at work. ice hurts if you hold it too long in your mouth or hand. white.
icy mellow goes below
to the thing that should not be
the trooper, day trooper
goes away from home
hell yeah
hell away
so, what do you think?
finished?
no?