a mantle for the king I say. amantle for the king! but dose it mean anything really? do we owe it? or the man who wears it. and then too, shoud it by default be a man, why the dvils not a woman I say?? a mamtle. the public representation of autority some would say.. though why is it. we cover the pne with a garment.. yet somehow that gives them authorotu? hiding gives authorty> what does that say forthe theor ability to see? to show? to.. be willing to be a part ofthe crown about them? a mantle. also a part of the liing room wher we sometomes lay things to be in fill sight. could there be a relation there? we hide the shoulders of the king, yet show the items oin the living room. odd contast to had ther. mantle mantle, what shall I hide on thee today? a clock? a weapon perchance? shall it show all ltat I have been? something I wish t be? what others think of me? or use it as a diposal plae. ther is no other location for thos so, lets put it on the mantle. mantle of the ing. golden, theadbare, jean? maybe steel to protect from blows? what an ideae that ould be…. like a bodyguard with no mind to see the action,. no jugment upon the wearer. simply protect, mindlesssly
wanderingsmith
The mantle was full of pictures from all over the world. The man had traveled the world after winning the New York State Lottery in 1984. He was named john franks.
alex
on my mantle there are a few things… One is a diploma, a few trophies and my condoms.. none have been used for 10 years.
joe
i walked past the mantle of the unused fireplace. i looked at the picture that had been there all along, but today, it looked different…
abbie
Is it really? Because I’m not so sure I think so anymore. It acquired a crust of filth that all the Windex in the world – is this a writing exercise? You know I don’t like writing exercises.
The clock on the mantle ticked gently away, the hands slipping past the numbers as the sun sank into the horizon. The day had seemed long, dragging on infinitely into the distant future. He sat by the fire, looking not at the clock, but at the figure next to it, a stone statue that had been a gift from who knows who, so long ago.
Ink
My mom’s mantle has lots of clocks on it. I dont know why she buys thousands of clocks.. but she continues to buy them… more and more all the time. As if she thinks that buying all of these clocks will give her more time or something.. time maybe to drive us all crazy… i dont know.. what the hell does she need more time for? She has more time to kill than anyone I know
Stephanie
Billie piper
K G Abberley
here i sit upon the mantle,
your personal slave, your cute little doll.
Do you see me sitting here?
Do you ever wish i were near?
to hold me close is what i wish..
cant you hear my secret wish??
Brittni
I don’t know a lot about Mantle, but from the sounds of it, it is a metal of some sorts. I think it’s awesome, that it rocks, and without it we’d be hurting in many ways. I wish I had some mantle right now so I could admire it. It’s just that great. If I had some right now I’d probably faint with enjoyment. After this is threw do I get some mantle? Please?
Bj
Define Love?Is there a real love?
T
Look at the pictures on the mantle. Look at my mother’s bright face, quite different than the scowl she usually has. Or my fathers arms spread open wide, like he’ll give the hug he never gives. Or my grandmother, who for once looks like a normal grandmother should. And oh, my sweet Uncle! I wonder if he’ll ever get out of jail… And look at my older siblings! It’s a wonder they didn’t turn into members of society… I know why.
Because this is not my family.
And this is not my life.
NobodySpecial
The fog rolled in; a soft grey mantle that gently laid upon the shoulders of the ships in the bay. It breathed in and out of the shoreline forests and mistily clung to the skin and hair of the people, few though they were, walking along the beach.
Oriana
Ohhhh, I guess the first thing I think of is a mantle over the fireplace at Christmas time. It can be decorated so beautifully with boughs of greenery and candles or other Christmas themed decorations. When Christmas season is over, it’s back to the ordinary things…pictures, candlesticks, objects d’art, anything you like to look at on a daily basis. What do YOU think of when you see this word?
Marian Lee
They took a picture in front of the mantle. Or more, the mantle we didn’t have. It’s funny how my mom and dads picture(with a very upset cat) in front of a fireplace with no mantle and a ton of mirrors, reflectes our lives at the time. reflects the idea that everything was sane, calm. When we built the mantle to place all our memories on, we lost the calmness and togetherness illustrated in a picture.
tor
fireplace with a bouquet of flowers on it, beautiful flames flying every which direction. warming children and elders all alike. perfect with a bowl of chili and the superbowl playing in the background. or just a good novel.
kaley
That would be what reminds me of those days, long past and what made me happy like a once-upon-a-time-story.
Not like anything that’s happened since.
I’m a complete wreck, beyond your eyes and mine.
If only someone could see through me, and see what I’ve become.
I’m not exactly what you’d call sane anymore.
EUN
on the mantle, the urn. It was time. Time to say goodbye, to let it all go. Time to let him leave her, forever. Taking the urn, she left the mantle,the house, she walked quickly. not thinking back, just going. Going now.
Vera
Growing up, the mantle in my house was relatively bare. Only a giant picture of my mother in her wedding dress. Now, the mantle at the house i grew up in serves as a monument to her. She is there, in a sandalwood box from africa…her ashes and cards, pictures, stuffed animals…some other of her things.
tracie
we used to have a mantle in our old home. i really hate the face that in our living rom, we have no mantle. at christmas time, we have to walk to the other side of the fireplace. its dark over there and it doesn’t suit the room. but mom prefers it. but it just seems awkward to me.
Kelly
i like mantles. Mantles are very good places to put things including cups, and uhmmmmm very nice objets as well! I have a mantle above my fireplace jk i do not own a fireplace l0l. A mantle is a place to put a thing if you are not using it for example i was having sex with a Thai hooker and was not using a condom so i put it on my MANTLE (n) A place to put things when you are not using them
Notorious
above the fireplace… with my clock…
and my photos…
and my pens…
and my candles…
and my vibrator…
and my butt plugs…
and my ornaments…
Janice
This is where I put the things that are important to my life. My grandmother just got a new one installed on her fireplace, it is quite nice. It sticks out a little and I am afraid that I am going hit my elbow on it. Or my funny bone. Which isn’t really funny. Who know why they call it a funny bone anyway?
Sarah
i feel that everthing i do just swirls around inside of me an does things to me that no one ever could do its like a fish in a bowl just swims around and dont think about nothing. its really deppressive
Alex prent
mantle is the place where the happiness comes where the family meets where the shit goes down its the time of the year when shit is cold so fucking use the mantle. mantle is also a thing you wear when playing diablo 2. it is good for sorcerers because it is cool and dramatic and people used to wear them in europe and stuff because they hadn’t invented sweaters or overcoats, so thus the mantle was created.
alekos
He dismantled my heart. Slowly with precision. His fingers all delicately used differently. Each touch for a specific reason. I watched, smiling, hoping it was making him happy. I told him I was fine, I just wanted him to be happy. I watched as he smiled. I was there as he cried. I held him as he laughed. I just smiled and told him I was fine, I just wanted him to be happy.
arielle
Protection
Ur embracing me, protecting me from the cold rainy exterior. Brown you are like the leaves touching you on their way to the floor where digestion starts.
chrissy
a mirror hangs above the fire, warming the room and causing cheeks to blush with wine-induced feelings of passion. a photo framed in burgundy-dyed fabric reflects the emotion of a man and a woman in love.
angelique
borne or worn a mantle may be assumed but never amused. there is a mantle above a fireplace and upon the head of a hero. 55\
Adrian
Warmth in the room
I see old books of leather binding,
smiling at me from their perch
the fire glows
the wind outside blows
but I don’t hear it
I am inside by the fire
Under the mantle
Haleigh
my lamp is on the mantle next to my books i read at night. when i cannot sleep i look for things that i can concentrate on in the depths of night. my mantle has seen my at my worst times. through my anger, my tears, and my happy smiles. it knows all my secrets, and has seen all the wrong answers i right on my homework.
Joey
hot. liquid. under the crust. orangish. moves crust .covers core.
Ben
Mantles are wooden and they hold our memories, our fears and our lives in the cradle of their branches. Theyre compressed and carver, dark and light, short and tall cold and warm.
rob
above the mantle there were pictures of the family left in california, arrived in seattle and perished in montana. You can see the backyards of the two young parents and the tire swingshanging from the maple. The grass had grown too long and the leaves had fallen brown
dan
The fireplace mantle was filled with holiday fare- stockings, ornaments, candles, and a beautiful hand painted Nativity scene. I sat by the fire and imagined what this holiday would be like without the love of the wonderful family members around me. Boy, was I lucky! Husband, kids, extended family, and friends. Who could ask for more!!!
Lisa
something as of a shelf above another something such as a fire place. were family pictures may be put, and Christmas stockings will be hung
William Toon
Falling onto my head was a stone bust of Aristotle, made with an imagined mohican haircut as was the style at the time it was made. “What if Famous Figures Had Slightly Different Hairdos?” became the pressing question of the people, and corpse after corpse was exhumed with novelty ponytails. By the end we could hardly hear the
crabmuffins
i had a mantle in my moms house growing up our neighbor ron put it in. A nice cherry finish on it with lots of smooth grooves. Really made the fireplace look nice. Ron has always helped us kids make stuff for out mom on mothers day and christmas. He is a “construction worker” so he is good with his hands.
Tim Hoskin
a mantle sits on top of an old rickety table, collecting dust. Once praised, washed constantly, cared for arduously, now just an old piece of cloth. Replaced by a new more socially acceptable mantle.
a mantle for the king I say. amantle for the king! but dose it mean anything really? do we owe it? or the man who wears it. and then too, shoud it by default be a man, why the dvils not a woman I say?? a mamtle. the public representation of autority some would say.. though why is it. we cover the pne with a garment.. yet somehow that gives them authorotu? hiding gives authorty> what does that say forthe theor ability to see? to show? to.. be willing to be a part ofthe crown about them? a mantle. also a part of the liing room wher we sometomes lay things to be in fill sight. could there be a relation there? we hide the shoulders of the king, yet show the items oin the living room. odd contast to had ther. mantle mantle, what shall I hide on thee today? a clock? a weapon perchance? shall it show all ltat I have been? something I wish t be? what others think of me? or use it as a diposal plae. ther is no other location for thos so, lets put it on the mantle. mantle of the ing. golden, theadbare, jean? maybe steel to protect from blows? what an ideae that ould be…. like a bodyguard with no mind to see the action,. no jugment upon the wearer. simply protect, mindlesssly
The mantle was full of pictures from all over the world. The man had traveled the world after winning the New York State Lottery in 1984. He was named john franks.
on my mantle there are a few things… One is a diploma, a few trophies and my condoms.. none have been used for 10 years.
i walked past the mantle of the unused fireplace. i looked at the picture that had been there all along, but today, it looked different…
Is it really? Because I’m not so sure I think so anymore. It acquired a crust of filth that all the Windex in the world – is this a writing exercise? You know I don’t like writing exercises.
mantle poooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!! lard lard lard mantle pooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!! birdy birdy birdy maaaaaannnntttlllleeeee poooooooooooo!!!!!!!!
The clock on the mantle ticked gently away, the hands slipping past the numbers as the sun sank into the horizon. The day had seemed long, dragging on infinitely into the distant future. He sat by the fire, looking not at the clock, but at the figure next to it, a stone statue that had been a gift from who knows who, so long ago.
My mom’s mantle has lots of clocks on it. I dont know why she buys thousands of clocks.. but she continues to buy them… more and more all the time. As if she thinks that buying all of these clocks will give her more time or something.. time maybe to drive us all crazy… i dont know.. what the hell does she need more time for? She has more time to kill than anyone I know
Billie piper
here i sit upon the mantle,
your personal slave, your cute little doll.
Do you see me sitting here?
Do you ever wish i were near?
to hold me close is what i wish..
cant you hear my secret wish??
I don’t know a lot about Mantle, but from the sounds of it, it is a metal of some sorts. I think it’s awesome, that it rocks, and without it we’d be hurting in many ways. I wish I had some mantle right now so I could admire it. It’s just that great. If I had some right now I’d probably faint with enjoyment. After this is threw do I get some mantle? Please?
Define Love?Is there a real love?
Look at the pictures on the mantle. Look at my mother’s bright face, quite different than the scowl she usually has. Or my fathers arms spread open wide, like he’ll give the hug he never gives. Or my grandmother, who for once looks like a normal grandmother should. And oh, my sweet Uncle! I wonder if he’ll ever get out of jail… And look at my older siblings! It’s a wonder they didn’t turn into members of society… I know why.
Because this is not my family.
And this is not my life.
The fog rolled in; a soft grey mantle that gently laid upon the shoulders of the ships in the bay. It breathed in and out of the shoreline forests and mistily clung to the skin and hair of the people, few though they were, walking along the beach.
Ohhhh, I guess the first thing I think of is a mantle over the fireplace at Christmas time. It can be decorated so beautifully with boughs of greenery and candles or other Christmas themed decorations. When Christmas season is over, it’s back to the ordinary things…pictures, candlesticks, objects d’art, anything you like to look at on a daily basis. What do YOU think of when you see this word?
They took a picture in front of the mantle. Or more, the mantle we didn’t have. It’s funny how my mom and dads picture(with a very upset cat) in front of a fireplace with no mantle and a ton of mirrors, reflectes our lives at the time. reflects the idea that everything was sane, calm. When we built the mantle to place all our memories on, we lost the calmness and togetherness illustrated in a picture.
fireplace with a bouquet of flowers on it, beautiful flames flying every which direction. warming children and elders all alike. perfect with a bowl of chili and the superbowl playing in the background. or just a good novel.
That would be what reminds me of those days, long past and what made me happy like a once-upon-a-time-story.
Not like anything that’s happened since.
I’m a complete wreck, beyond your eyes and mine.
If only someone could see through me, and see what I’ve become.
I’m not exactly what you’d call sane anymore.
on the mantle, the urn. It was time. Time to say goodbye, to let it all go. Time to let him leave her, forever. Taking the urn, she left the mantle,the house, she walked quickly. not thinking back, just going. Going now.
Growing up, the mantle in my house was relatively bare. Only a giant picture of my mother in her wedding dress. Now, the mantle at the house i grew up in serves as a monument to her. She is there, in a sandalwood box from africa…her ashes and cards, pictures, stuffed animals…some other of her things.
we used to have a mantle in our old home. i really hate the face that in our living rom, we have no mantle. at christmas time, we have to walk to the other side of the fireplace. its dark over there and it doesn’t suit the room. but mom prefers it. but it just seems awkward to me.
i like mantles. Mantles are very good places to put things including cups, and uhmmmmm very nice objets as well! I have a mantle above my fireplace jk i do not own a fireplace l0l. A mantle is a place to put a thing if you are not using it for example i was having sex with a Thai hooker and was not using a condom so i put it on my MANTLE (n) A place to put things when you are not using them
above the fireplace… with my clock…
and my photos…
and my pens…
and my candles…
and my vibrator…
and my butt plugs…
and my ornaments…
This is where I put the things that are important to my life. My grandmother just got a new one installed on her fireplace, it is quite nice. It sticks out a little and I am afraid that I am going hit my elbow on it. Or my funny bone. Which isn’t really funny. Who know why they call it a funny bone anyway?
i feel that everthing i do just swirls around inside of me an does things to me that no one ever could do its like a fish in a bowl just swims around and dont think about nothing. its really deppressive
mantle is the place where the happiness comes where the family meets where the shit goes down its the time of the year when shit is cold so fucking use the mantle. mantle is also a thing you wear when playing diablo 2. it is good for sorcerers because it is cool and dramatic and people used to wear them in europe and stuff because they hadn’t invented sweaters or overcoats, so thus the mantle was created.
He dismantled my heart. Slowly with precision. His fingers all delicately used differently. Each touch for a specific reason. I watched, smiling, hoping it was making him happy. I told him I was fine, I just wanted him to be happy. I watched as he smiled. I was there as he cried. I held him as he laughed. I just smiled and told him I was fine, I just wanted him to be happy.
Protection
Ur embracing me, protecting me from the cold rainy exterior. Brown you are like the leaves touching you on their way to the floor where digestion starts.
a mirror hangs above the fire, warming the room and causing cheeks to blush with wine-induced feelings of passion. a photo framed in burgundy-dyed fabric reflects the emotion of a man and a woman in love.
borne or worn a mantle may be assumed but never amused. there is a mantle above a fireplace and upon the head of a hero. 55\
Warmth in the room
I see old books of leather binding,
smiling at me from their perch
the fire glows
the wind outside blows
but I don’t hear it
I am inside by the fire
Under the mantle
my lamp is on the mantle next to my books i read at night. when i cannot sleep i look for things that i can concentrate on in the depths of night. my mantle has seen my at my worst times. through my anger, my tears, and my happy smiles. it knows all my secrets, and has seen all the wrong answers i right on my homework.
hot. liquid. under the crust. orangish. moves crust .covers core.
Mantles are wooden and they hold our memories, our fears and our lives in the cradle of their branches. Theyre compressed and carver, dark and light, short and tall cold and warm.
above the mantle there were pictures of the family left in california, arrived in seattle and perished in montana. You can see the backyards of the two young parents and the tire swingshanging from the maple. The grass had grown too long and the leaves had fallen brown
The fireplace mantle was filled with holiday fare- stockings, ornaments, candles, and a beautiful hand painted Nativity scene. I sat by the fire and imagined what this holiday would be like without the love of the wonderful family members around me. Boy, was I lucky! Husband, kids, extended family, and friends. Who could ask for more!!!
something as of a shelf above another something such as a fire place. were family pictures may be put, and Christmas stockings will be hung
Falling onto my head was a stone bust of Aristotle, made with an imagined mohican haircut as was the style at the time it was made. “What if Famous Figures Had Slightly Different Hairdos?” became the pressing question of the people, and corpse after corpse was exhumed with novelty ponytails. By the end we could hardly hear the
i had a mantle in my moms house growing up our neighbor ron put it in. A nice cherry finish on it with lots of smooth grooves. Really made the fireplace look nice. Ron has always helped us kids make stuff for out mom on mothers day and christmas. He is a “construction worker” so he is good with his hands.
a mantle sits on top of an old rickety table, collecting dust. Once praised, washed constantly, cared for arduously, now just an old piece of cloth. Replaced by a new more socially acceptable mantle.