i am thinking about waterfalls and moisture in the air and how breathing affects all of us, whether or not it is something that we want to hear. Deaf people can sign really fast, but can two deaf people from different countries understand each other? i think that’s cool
Evan
Noone knew where it came from. It appeared out of nowhere, enfulging the small village. The screams of people out in the street had gone. Silence echoed its name. This mist had come from nowhere, an
Jak
Mist is the name of something specail. I like mist cause its ‘mist’irious.
When I walk through it I feel refreshed like walking through a curtain of dew!
Hana
In the mist Henos could see a shadow in the shape of a wolf He ran and ran as fast as he could and the wolf was only inches away from him.Henos ran to the police station and shouted hey i’m being chased by a werewolf so the police got out they’re guns and started searching for him but they couldn’t find it.Then something jumped out of the bushes and atacked them.Then they started shooting the werewolf but it stayed alive.
poo poo man
non so cosa dire sulla parola “mist”.sono italiana,sarebbe difficile scrivere in inglese.mist mi fa pensare a “mistero”,do you know?il mistero
'riketta
mist was yesterday…………
Kathryn Jones
i like the mist. it feels good on my skin, i like the dark long walks id take throught the misty forest of camp meeker. there it was peaceful there i was real. that was the life. before the stress and disasters of reality ensuded i was there. Happy
hannah
the mist is the movie i was “watching” when i had my first make out session. what a horrible movie. and make out session.
marcie
hollaho the misty sunrise
I am a pirate who longed for soul justice
soul knowing
mist is all and all is mist
for all is not clear and so is ‘unclear’
unclear is unclear
unclear might just be clear
hollaho the misty sunrise please educate me
andra semesta
i never heard that word….ohh wait…i am covered in mist…all my life it is…this is how i see this word..i am still thinking what it is…my thoughts go round and round…trying to find a simple solution…that is no where to be found
calliope
and here it comes agian. Mist covered bodies, misty eyes, misty floors and we all fall down.
Varun
the mist that rushes into my mouth each and every morning is so good. is of a flavour of mint that i bought me at walmart for fifty cents from the travel section. mmmmm so good is the smell of my mouth now since i bought me a bottle of this minty mist for my hole. thanks walmart
Mist, the thing you see in the morning, over water. My favorite mornings were spent on the front porch of the health lodge after our campers had left for the week. Looking at the mist rising from the lake. Summer ended that way.
a
Oh yes, it’t that time of year again, when I wake up on lucky mornings to a mist, cool and blue, covering the golden stubble of the fields and blurring the distant trees and houses of nearby farms. Around 8 am, the mist clears, and the light turns golden. I love this… my favorite time of year.
Disa
it so nice i love it because it gives mistery to this world and helpes us to be more curios
Ero
we sat on a park bench last night, and the mist was so thick that i couldn’t even see her face. i had to rely on intuition to find her lips. our kisses tasted like fresh grass and springtime and loneliness, and i found comfort in that.
ava
mist ia autumn. misty water coloured memories. play misty for me. mist as a fart.mist in the mountains misty cataracts and eye operations mist miso japanese I think I’m turning japanese.
puffinbrae
i love it!
has
Flowing, drifting i am
Seeking the place to reside…
Still the breeze brings me traveling
till i find the Sun again
Blah
mist dark in the sky i walk i am looking for someone i can’t fi because of the mist it’s night, people wondering around looking in the faces of others…car…no like…some hit me…i am lieing and thinking what has happened…next thing i see – someines hand and asomeones face…but i can’t recognize it…and all because of the mist…it was a taxidriver…he looked so confused and scared…and i though at that very momenr that th situation is very funny…i started to laugh, very loud…i juat couldn’t stop for several long minutes…
diana
the foggy mist over the cove where i lay is kissing my lips. i am tired from the journey ive had. the fading mist tells me that the day is coming upon me. i will have little time to make it to my home before i die. i hope i get to tell her i love her.
robgoblin
mist, a wet spray that feels like a cloud. wet, light like air.
mageroni
a soda
mike
The mist rose up in the forest, enshrouding the trees and transforming them into dark, skeletal silhouettes against the white fog. A twig cracked, disrupting the ghostly silence, and a flutter of squawking birds erupted from overhead.
You Know Who
The misty air flows around the earth as the dark clouds float in the sky. I mist my face with water from a squirt bottle on a hot summer day. The mist in the air from the scornching sunny day is what keeps me from smeltering. A mist of perfume on my wrist
Anonymous
in the mist of death comes new life , new life to destroy new life to take for myself.For I am death that infectious bleeding sore on your gash.
lee
Surrounding. engulfing. shadowy. wet. obscuring.
mysterious. ghostly. Causing one to think of horror.
esoteric64
dark and oppressive the mist covered the land like a malevolent shroud. choking everyone in it’s oppressive embrace one bravely tries to get away but to now avail. the mist consumes all
mechpilot
I mist the train today
jack
ja so ein
Ger
I don’t know what mist means
Anonymous
Her voice trembled in the cold night air. The headlights were fading into the tree line and his hands clenched at his knees. The last time she was here she couldn’t escape. The last time she never left, but the mist kept her company for eternity.
Jezuzac
misterio
pedida
cueva
sobra
mar
estalagmitas
ni
Pollini
It floated over the water so calmly. A cool, quiet spring morning…suddenly a slender vessel emerged with Arthur and the Lady of the Lake.
Christy M. Spooner
ahhh. a sigh of relief and of pleasure. there’s nothing like getting just that little bit of mist coming off the sprinkler on a hot summer day.
curry
mist is the opposite to go. mist is ecerbum, not exactly but si
but sometimes, I mean…
nina
I walked through the mist like a man so broken and confused, and I wondered how such a mist had come about.
essence
i am thinking about waterfalls and moisture in the air and how breathing affects all of us, whether or not it is something that we want to hear. Deaf people can sign really fast, but can two deaf people from different countries understand each other? i think that’s cool
Noone knew where it came from. It appeared out of nowhere, enfulging the small village. The screams of people out in the street had gone. Silence echoed its name. This mist had come from nowhere, an
Mist is the name of something specail. I like mist cause its ‘mist’irious.
When I walk through it I feel refreshed like walking through a curtain of dew!
In the mist Henos could see a shadow in the shape of a wolf He ran and ran as fast as he could and the wolf was only inches away from him.Henos ran to the police station and shouted hey i’m being chased by a werewolf so the police got out they’re guns and started searching for him but they couldn’t find it.Then something jumped out of the bushes and atacked them.Then they started shooting the werewolf but it stayed alive.
non so cosa dire sulla parola “mist”.sono italiana,sarebbe difficile scrivere in inglese.mist mi fa pensare a “mistero”,do you know?il mistero
mist was yesterday…………
i like the mist. it feels good on my skin, i like the dark long walks id take throught the misty forest of camp meeker. there it was peaceful there i was real. that was the life. before the stress and disasters of reality ensuded i was there. Happy
the mist is the movie i was “watching” when i had my first make out session. what a horrible movie. and make out session.
hollaho the misty sunrise
I am a pirate who longed for soul justice
soul knowing
mist is all and all is mist
for all is not clear and so is ‘unclear’
unclear is unclear
unclear might just be clear
hollaho the misty sunrise please educate me
i never heard that word….ohh wait…i am covered in mist…all my life it is…this is how i see this word..i am still thinking what it is…my thoughts go round and round…trying to find a simple solution…that is no where to be found
and here it comes agian. Mist covered bodies, misty eyes, misty floors and we all fall down.
the mist that rushes into my mouth each and every morning is so good. is of a flavour of mint that i bought me at walmart for fifty cents from the travel section. mmmmm so good is the smell of my mouth now since i bought me a bottle of this minty mist for my hole. thanks walmart
mist
misty, mistorama, mist hanging clinging tickling. moist mist mosit mist… twister.
Mist, the thing you see in the morning, over water. My favorite mornings were spent on the front porch of the health lodge after our campers had left for the week. Looking at the mist rising from the lake. Summer ended that way.
Oh yes, it’t that time of year again, when I wake up on lucky mornings to a mist, cool and blue, covering the golden stubble of the fields and blurring the distant trees and houses of nearby farms. Around 8 am, the mist clears, and the light turns golden. I love this… my favorite time of year.
it so nice i love it because it gives mistery to this world and helpes us to be more curios
we sat on a park bench last night, and the mist was so thick that i couldn’t even see her face. i had to rely on intuition to find her lips. our kisses tasted like fresh grass and springtime and loneliness, and i found comfort in that.
mist ia autumn. misty water coloured memories. play misty for me. mist as a fart.mist in the mountains misty cataracts and eye operations mist miso japanese I think I’m turning japanese.
i love it!
Flowing, drifting i am
Seeking the place to reside…
Still the breeze brings me traveling
till i find the Sun again
mist dark in the sky i walk i am looking for someone i can’t fi because of the mist it’s night, people wondering around looking in the faces of others…car…no like…some hit me…i am lieing and thinking what has happened…next thing i see – someines hand and asomeones face…but i can’t recognize it…and all because of the mist…it was a taxidriver…he looked so confused and scared…and i though at that very momenr that th situation is very funny…i started to laugh, very loud…i juat couldn’t stop for several long minutes…
the foggy mist over the cove where i lay is kissing my lips. i am tired from the journey ive had. the fading mist tells me that the day is coming upon me. i will have little time to make it to my home before i die. i hope i get to tell her i love her.
mist, a wet spray that feels like a cloud. wet, light like air.
a soda
The mist rose up in the forest, enshrouding the trees and transforming them into dark, skeletal silhouettes against the white fog. A twig cracked, disrupting the ghostly silence, and a flutter of squawking birds erupted from overhead.
The misty air flows around the earth as the dark clouds float in the sky. I mist my face with water from a squirt bottle on a hot summer day. The mist in the air from the scornching sunny day is what keeps me from smeltering. A mist of perfume on my wrist
in the mist of death comes new life , new life to destroy new life to take for myself.For I am death that infectious bleeding sore on your gash.
Surrounding. engulfing. shadowy. wet. obscuring.
mysterious. ghostly. Causing one to think of horror.
dark and oppressive the mist covered the land like a malevolent shroud. choking everyone in it’s oppressive embrace one bravely tries to get away but to now avail. the mist consumes all
I mist the train today
ja so ein
I don’t know what mist means
Her voice trembled in the cold night air. The headlights were fading into the tree line and his hands clenched at his knees. The last time she was here she couldn’t escape. The last time she never left, but the mist kept her company for eternity.
misterio
pedida
cueva
sobra
mar
estalagmitas
ni
It floated over the water so calmly. A cool, quiet spring morning…suddenly a slender vessel emerged with Arthur and the Lady of the Lake.
ahhh. a sigh of relief and of pleasure. there’s nothing like getting just that little bit of mist coming off the sprinkler on a hot summer day.
mist is the opposite to go. mist is ecerbum, not exactly but si
but sometimes, I mean…
I walked through the mist like a man so broken and confused, and I wondered how such a mist had come about.