once there was a lake and inside was a monter sort of like the loch ness monster only different, and basically it was huge and awesome and sometimes at night it came out of the lake to eat the people by the shore.
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There is a beautiful lake by my cottage, literally 10 feet away from the porch. I love to sit out there and watch the sun rise over the water. It makes me think; there must be something out there.
Emzy
smooth calm soft wild blue. It’s beautiful and there are many of them in idaho. I love going to the lakes with my dogs. tehy slach in hte water and run around, looking for small animals to chase. the dogs are gorgeous with long legs and lithe muscles, because of their haircut you can see all those things better.
Mary-Michael
It was a cold wet one. Round as a penny and twice as large. I skirted it in my boots and ran back over my steps. It felt glorious
Rebecca
my earliest memories are of being submerged in a muddy-bottomed lake. My brother taught me how to swim. I can still taste the lake water if i think hard enough. I can still see the freckles on my skin where the summer sun speckled me. He was bigger than i was, stronger. He laughed as i sputtered but never let me go. Taught me the breast stroke. i miss him; he died last year.
michelle
I have a dream to own a house by a lake, which is surrounded by thousands of trees. The atmosphere is tranquil.
KAP
its water its beautiful. often alot of pretty nature surrounding it. You can fish in it, sail on it, even sometimes bath in them. I did that in sweden once, and its great – though the lakes there are kinda orange due to all the iron thats in the water. Now I’m soon out of time, and I have no idea what to write anymore! Wopidopdipoeidpoep
Mymy
Bob went home. He was alone in the city, but he was with friends back home. The lake was his home. He crawled on his hands and knees and slide into the water
vladdytrout
lakeside naps, with the sun reflecting off the water in blinding flashes that glint, then melt into dark water. How can the pock-marked glass hold so much water beneath it?
Lindbergh
A while back i heard a song that mentioned a lake. I researched the lake and found it is located in upstate New York. I was so intrigued and really wanted to visit. To this day, I cannot recall the song or the name of the lake.
Lizette
We sat by the lake, and I looked in his eyes and asked him; no what really is love? can you love two people at the same time? He leans back into the blanket and asks me, why am I so complicated, why must i be so selfish, why? I lean back and lay my head down on his shoulder and say, I wish I knew. I really wish I did.
jaydieli
i LAKE THE knowledge of knowing how much Beautiful I am , and Smart
BUSHRA
i wish i were at the lake in canada. that was a lovely time, when katelyn and i took out the canoe into the middle of the lake and looked at the stars. everything about the sky was so huge out there. i don’t think I’ll ever forget about it. This is why she’s my best friend.
Leah Wolter
I need a lake for my writing, nothing less. A lake to gaze out to as i churn out beautiful poetry.
ichia
I love going to the lake, it is fun and so much nicer than going to the ocean. Oceans have salt water, but lakes are fresh water. and they dont have those awful currents. What I like most about lakes is that the water is usually warm and you can just dive right in. It is nice to be able to do that. I can’t wait for the summer when I can just go
kyle
wet large or small cold refreshing, a body of water natural or man made usually used for swimming in the summer by happy school children and the elderly alike. Lakes can be salt water or fresh water equipped with waterfalls or rivers.
birdee
on the morning that I met you there was a sunrise coming over the lake. I knew at that moment that you were the one that I wanted to be with. I swam out to meet you on the pier and you smiled and said hi. my heart fluttered and I wanted to reach up and kiss you. I giggled and shyly told you my name you said it softly and my heart melted..
Breck
As I lay on my inflatable raft on that clear lake in the Jefferson Wilderness, I looked and saw before me a large-eyed fish looking at me from below. We made eye contact, and time stopped.
TW Everson
Lakes conjure up pastoral imagery. There is a ballet called Swan Lake which thrives on it’s elegant and mysterious setting.
m
I really don’t think I see a word here… all I see is a little green bar. Anyways, I’m turning 16 today, and life is okay. Don’t know what will happen, but I’m excited to find out. Happy birthday to me. :)
Amanda
whenever i think about a lake i think about lake eerie in michagin, my cousins used to live right next to it. and sometimes, when you looked really closely at night, you could see canada.
and then theres apple cvalley lake, the one i spent so much time with shawn on last summer. that was such a good summer. i miss it, but this summer will be better. we always rode a jet ski
Melanie
I was at a lake once. It was called lake winnepesakee. I still go there during the summer. Last summer me and my brothers went for a canoe ride. It was so hot that we all got sunburns and we were all miserable at the end of the trip.
Connor
lake street is where i live. a pox upon my house. there’s only so much time you can spend in the lake. it’s like spending too much time in the bath and getting raisin fingers. i hate raisin fingers. i always put them in my mouth and suck in the hopes that they will somehow reshape and look normal again. maybe that’ll happen to my house… not if i suck on it though. in fact, it needs to suck less.
sora
the lake was frozen like my heart, still like my ability to move forward in life. Lake is deep and cold, full of memories of a distant past–the memories are barely alive, floating, still and poisonous
charles schuminski
the lake was still in the moonlight. it was like a huge mirror reflecting the silver and white of the perfectly full moon in the cloudless sky
Elsie Dryden
There is a lake in front of our house. I think there is a monster in it. Local legends say that there is a monster that comes out of the bottom of the lake every full moon to feast on our bones and livers. Surely grandpa was just joking when he told that?
teejay_mc
The serene waters slapped against the soft sand shore. I looked out across the water and saw a small boat lingering in the distance, it’s sails down and the sun soaking its crew
Jenna
grandma and grandpa sold their lake house for a bunch of bucks so that they could build a house identical to the one next to it that was grey and had red accent stuff inside just like my moms. there was also a pool in the center of the court that nobody uses
lm
well it just makes me think of swans, gliding around together, the sun reflecting in it and patterns dancing around and children trying to walk in, their legs in wellies, going deeper and deeper. throwing stones and watching them ripple and scatter and seeing leaves floating across the surface.
Julia
I went to the lake this summer and had the most electrifying experience of my life. It was early morning and my friend Joe and I were paddling around in our rental boat. It was a flimsy looking thing with peeling green paint. We were expecting a quiet morning. The air was thick and heavy, pierced with the shrill sound of cicadas in the trees.
RANDY
Lakes a big and wide and aren’t they suppose to be like not salty? I’ve always wanted to jump in it with friends and family and even a boyfriend. Sigh on a nice summer or spring day, and skate on it in winter.
Leierr
Lake… I’d love to live next to a lake. It would be nice to have a place to swim like that so much more natural than a pool. I love lake Michigan in the winter it’s awesome.
once there was a lake and inside was a monter sort of like the loch ness monster only different, and basically it was huge and awesome and sometimes at night it came out of the lake to eat the people by the shore.
There is a beautiful lake by my cottage, literally 10 feet away from the porch. I love to sit out there and watch the sun rise over the water. It makes me think; there must be something out there.
smooth calm soft wild blue. It’s beautiful and there are many of them in idaho. I love going to the lakes with my dogs. tehy slach in hte water and run around, looking for small animals to chase. the dogs are gorgeous with long legs and lithe muscles, because of their haircut you can see all those things better.
It was a cold wet one. Round as a penny and twice as large. I skirted it in my boots and ran back over my steps. It felt glorious
my earliest memories are of being submerged in a muddy-bottomed lake. My brother taught me how to swim. I can still taste the lake water if i think hard enough. I can still see the freckles on my skin where the summer sun speckled me. He was bigger than i was, stronger. He laughed as i sputtered but never let me go. Taught me the breast stroke. i miss him; he died last year.
I have a dream to own a house by a lake, which is surrounded by thousands of trees. The atmosphere is tranquil.
its water its beautiful. often alot of pretty nature surrounding it. You can fish in it, sail on it, even sometimes bath in them. I did that in sweden once, and its great – though the lakes there are kinda orange due to all the iron thats in the water. Now I’m soon out of time, and I have no idea what to write anymore! Wopidopdipoeidpoep
Bob went home. He was alone in the city, but he was with friends back home. The lake was his home. He crawled on his hands and knees and slide into the water
lakeside naps, with the sun reflecting off the water in blinding flashes that glint, then melt into dark water. How can the pock-marked glass hold so much water beneath it?
A while back i heard a song that mentioned a lake. I researched the lake and found it is located in upstate New York. I was so intrigued and really wanted to visit. To this day, I cannot recall the song or the name of the lake.
We sat by the lake, and I looked in his eyes and asked him; no what really is love? can you love two people at the same time? He leans back into the blanket and asks me, why am I so complicated, why must i be so selfish, why? I lean back and lay my head down on his shoulder and say, I wish I knew. I really wish I did.
i LAKE THE knowledge of knowing how much Beautiful I am , and Smart
i wish i were at the lake in canada. that was a lovely time, when katelyn and i took out the canoe into the middle of the lake and looked at the stars. everything about the sky was so huge out there. i don’t think I’ll ever forget about it. This is why she’s my best friend.
I need a lake for my writing, nothing less. A lake to gaze out to as i churn out beautiful poetry.
I love going to the lake, it is fun and so much nicer than going to the ocean. Oceans have salt water, but lakes are fresh water. and they dont have those awful currents. What I like most about lakes is that the water is usually warm and you can just dive right in. It is nice to be able to do that. I can’t wait for the summer when I can just go
wet large or small cold refreshing, a body of water natural or man made usually used for swimming in the summer by happy school children and the elderly alike. Lakes can be salt water or fresh water equipped with waterfalls or rivers.
on the morning that I met you there was a sunrise coming over the lake. I knew at that moment that you were the one that I wanted to be with. I swam out to meet you on the pier and you smiled and said hi. my heart fluttered and I wanted to reach up and kiss you. I giggled and shyly told you my name you said it softly and my heart melted..
As I lay on my inflatable raft on that clear lake in the Jefferson Wilderness, I looked and saw before me a large-eyed fish looking at me from below. We made eye contact, and time stopped.
Lakes conjure up pastoral imagery. There is a ballet called Swan Lake which thrives on it’s elegant and mysterious setting.
I really don’t think I see a word here… all I see is a little green bar. Anyways, I’m turning 16 today, and life is okay. Don’t know what will happen, but I’m excited to find out. Happy birthday to me. :)
whenever i think about a lake i think about lake eerie in michagin, my cousins used to live right next to it. and sometimes, when you looked really closely at night, you could see canada.
and then theres apple cvalley lake, the one i spent so much time with shawn on last summer. that was such a good summer. i miss it, but this summer will be better. we always rode a jet ski
I was at a lake once. It was called lake winnepesakee. I still go there during the summer. Last summer me and my brothers went for a canoe ride. It was so hot that we all got sunburns and we were all miserable at the end of the trip.
lake street is where i live. a pox upon my house. there’s only so much time you can spend in the lake. it’s like spending too much time in the bath and getting raisin fingers. i hate raisin fingers. i always put them in my mouth and suck in the hopes that they will somehow reshape and look normal again. maybe that’ll happen to my house… not if i suck on it though. in fact, it needs to suck less.
the lake was frozen like my heart, still like my ability to move forward in life. Lake is deep and cold, full of memories of a distant past–the memories are barely alive, floating, still and poisonous
the lake was still in the moonlight. it was like a huge mirror reflecting the silver and white of the perfectly full moon in the cloudless sky
There is a lake in front of our house. I think there is a monster in it. Local legends say that there is a monster that comes out of the bottom of the lake every full moon to feast on our bones and livers. Surely grandpa was just joking when he told that?
The serene waters slapped against the soft sand shore. I looked out across the water and saw a small boat lingering in the distance, it’s sails down and the sun soaking its crew
grandma and grandpa sold their lake house for a bunch of bucks so that they could build a house identical to the one next to it that was grey and had red accent stuff inside just like my moms. there was also a pool in the center of the court that nobody uses
well it just makes me think of swans, gliding around together, the sun reflecting in it and patterns dancing around and children trying to walk in, their legs in wellies, going deeper and deeper. throwing stones and watching them ripple and scatter and seeing leaves floating across the surface.
I went to the lake this summer and had the most electrifying experience of my life. It was early morning and my friend Joe and I were paddling around in our rental boat. It was a flimsy looking thing with peeling green paint. We were expecting a quiet morning. The air was thick and heavy, pierced with the shrill sound of cicadas in the trees.
Lakes a big and wide and aren’t they suppose to be like not salty? I’ve always wanted to jump in it with friends and family and even a boyfriend. Sigh on a nice summer or spring day, and skate on it in winter.
Lake… I’d love to live next to a lake. It would be nice to have a place to swim like that so much more natural than a pool. I love lake Michigan in the winter it’s awesome.
blue, serene, calm, wash, escape, fall, vast, waves, float, drift, coast
Hello lake. How’ve you been? You’re the stupidest word I’ve ever seen.
1lake = limited accumulation keeping emissions
Haiku:
Even LAKE Baikal
not so deep as desire
to fill my revenge
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA!
drowning in a black pool
cant see the bottom
weeds tangle my ankles
things swim between my feet
chocking on brackish water
i see the harin i see the whoopin crane fly west.
i did my best to forget your face.
but this place, is a constant reminder
ill go to the calmest lake.
fer the time sake
but the need to turn west
will be at best
a love loss
a stones toss
golden sons and late afternoons
long eves and short dresses
i wish you the best
i see the harron i see the whoopin crane fly west.
i did my best to forget your face.
but this place, is a constent reminder
ill go to the calmest lake.
fer the time sake
but the need to turn west
will be at best
a love loss
a stones toss
golden sons and late afternoons
long eves and short dresses
i wish you the best
The lake sat peacefully in the valley beneath the mountain. The sun shone down on the waters while the birds flew up above.