i dont know how to explain this, but motion is… well my mind is completely blank. i dont have a real definition for “motion.”
iris
Confused.
Hormones Mess With My Emotions.
Nothing Feels Right,
I’m Sickened With Love.
Plagued With Misery.
Infected With Joy.
Fed By Wrath.
This is Not Me.
in motion. it’s the coolest track off of The Social Network soundtrack. i absolutely love all of the music trent reznor adds to his movies, though i feel like i sometimes praise it more than i have the right to because i haven’t fully analyzed all of the work. oh well. nice textures. motion motion motion. i have spent a lot of time in motion this week.
The car lurch and stopped. Pitched and sank. Susan rolled down the window and let barrels or puke it seemed flow through her mouth.
Nedra Russell
When I walk along the sidewalk I can’t help but to notice all the motion that runs through my body all at once. The way my arms flop around like loose spaghetti, my legs taking turns going back and forth, strict and straight like a soldier. I lose my head sometimes because it wobbles too much, the motion.
Anissa
with one quick swift motion,
she turned my whole world upside down.
the way she smiled,
the way she flipped her hair back
as if to impress me.
in which it did,
not that I’d ever tell her.
because in one quick swift motion,
she could break me.
I’m like a car crash in slow motion. tipsy and wearing these clothes like you’re supposed to; hardily at all. They love it. Time is slow then fast then slow again and I can’t follow my thoughts.
The motion was a simple one.
A wave of the hand, nothing more.
But it made my heart stop.
The boy I had once loved was waving at me and I was left motionless.
I stared. There was nothing else to do.
Savannah
Held in clawing hands
A ball, torn through and tattered
Deflated with canines through the blow hole
The pump replaced by the slow, steady rasp of wide-eyed fox
Asking itself why prey was hollow
Motion. Stay in motion, she thought. Just stay in motion, and you’ll be alright. But it was hard. The frigid, cold, and icy water made her breath appear in front of her, vapory and grey. All around her, lips were turning blue; skin turning pale.
I think quickly but find myself stuck in place. I can see the motion in my head a kick of the legs a sweep on the head and I’m in the cold blue water. but instead I am held to shore, motionless and the others jump in around me. I am not motion, but you are, and thats why you moved on.
Stay ahead of the herd. Keep moving to keep the sadness from overtaking you, must find things to do that are meaningful enough to cause at least a seconds distraction to forget for some peace.
Louis Gleckel
Motion of arms that flap and wave and hold. Motion picutures, once of the great, beautiful and romantic, now of the mundane and underdog, but all the people are usually still inordinarily attractive.
Heather Cruce
I like being in motion. it’s scary, but you have to do it. Whenever i try to slow down or stop, it makes matters even worse. So the best thing you can ever do is be in motion, on purpose, and towards your goal. because if you are, then you know you did your best. It’s the hardest thing, but it’s the only thing you can ever do.
Oana
My first instinct was to run. Thrusting myself from the car, I land on my feet at a full run.
My heart pounds against my chest as I run through rubble and debris, my feet slapping against wood, metal, and stone.
There is no where to run, no where to go. I have to keep running.
Suddenly, something slams into my side. The motion throws me from my feet and I brace for a fall.
Gasping, I barely notice the sound of two feminine voices scolding someone.
“Was that really necessary?”
Hands turn me onto my back and I’m staring into Eric’s dark green eyes. “Yes,” he says, his eyes apologetic. “She wouldn’t have stopped.” He offers me a hand and I unstably rise.
“Mia,” he says softly, “do you remember them?”
I stare at the short red-head and the tall brunette. I don’t know if it’s my own voice asking, “Katie? Brook?”
We are always in motion. Evan when we are standing still, the earth still turns. Even when we are not doing anything, the world goes on…We cannot stop moving and we cannot try. We have to keep doing things. We have to be in motion and continue doing things we love and things that helps others around us!.
Ann Treesa Joy
He watched as she waved her hand goodbye. As the carriage took her away he knew he would never see her again. He, a fool, could do nothing to keep her in the fort.
motion means movement emotion colors inspiration i love to move, movement motion emotion love sensations everything.
anna
The way he moved wasn’t really anything miraculous. But… at the same time, it was music. If music had a movement, had a motion, it would be the way his feet came in contact with the ground, the way his legs drifted over the pavement and the way his shoes scraped over the concrete. He didn’t move; he glided. He flew. It was effortless and stunning and it was ridiculous how something to simple could seem so melodic.
Kristina
Rollercoasters, county fairs, anything that has to do with a ride…this is what I think of when I see motion. Maybe sickness as well…something I have never had much of a problem with. Motion sickness that is. I feel lots of motion in my tummy due to being 34 weeks pregnant.
I feel the wind blowing through my hair as I’m speeding down the freeway. The motion of my hair reminds me that I am a free-bird. Allowed to do as i please and make my own rules.
Garrett
Moving around, but just moving around in life too. getting from one state of mind to another . biking,driving,walking,running,thinking,laughing, they all are motions in life
ava
The back end of the broken train hurtled down the hill, making me seriously motion sick.
“Hooolllldddd OOONNNN!” The conductor screamed.
Every single passenger was at risk, the train was going the wrong way. Fast. The conductor made his way towards the emergency break, using the seats at support. He placed his hands firmly on the handle and tugged.
It wouldn’t budge.
Uh oh.
The train in the picture seemed to jump out at me. I could’ve sworn I heard the whistle. I was staring at the sepia-toned image, when I heard a voice behind me.
“That’s where it happened,” it said, whisper stirring my hair.
With a scream, I jumped, picture falling out of my hand. The glass shattered, and as I looked around to find who had spoke, I never noticed one shard slowly creeping its way towards me…
In motion. Why must we always have a sense of movement. Let’s sit and watch the sun set, and stare at the immense beauty put before us before it all shrivels and days. Rain. Pizza. Books. People. Love. Oceans. Tea. Thinking. Dreaming.
Dylan Delich
everything is in motion, life is a constant wheel turning, the unknow unfolding, what is next? know one knows…. embrace the moment, embrace the moment, it could be the meaning of life,
anita
i wish i was in motion. no energy though. motion requires energy. a lack of energy = a lack of motion.
newton’s law of motion- for every action there is an equal and opposite reaction.
so no action = no reaction para me:(
i NEED SOME ENERGY!!
Leah
motion is something indiscribably unique because you are in it no matter what you do. while sitting down the world moves you, while walking, you legs move you, and while on a plane, the air guides you. it is a force that can shape our perspectives and push us to the places we need to go.
Terry Dray
moving in a direction of any where. Bicycles, planes, cars, motorcycles, or a human running in a marathon. The se are just a fr=ew of the things that are moving, to in motion. the tides can also be in motion. High or low.
Liz C.
Poetry in motion–you see it every day,
a chipmunk, a child dancing, a handsome guy drinking beer,
leaves in sunlight, hazy morning, a lacy white skirt.
Robin
I ran as fast as I could towards the finish line. The motion was becoming sickening as I realized I hadn’t trained hard enough for this long of a run. The muscles in my legs screaming for air, I was gasping wishing it would be over. I had to finish. I had to push forward. I tumbled over the finish line breathlessly, raising my arms in success.
I would live to be in one moving ever so relentless motion. I want to consistently go forward, never going, never wishing for the past, no regrets. What a life that would be, what a goal to accomplish. I think this is what i want to do with my life
art in motion
creating things that exist
things that don’t exist
the art of creation in motion.
w. forteau
Motion. That word was the bane of my existance for a long time. Exercise? How about not. Running? No. Jumping? I don’t think so. Then I woke one morning to see that my thighs have grown a bit to large for my liking. Motion, here I come!
A motion can be hypnotizing, like a girl can be divinity in motion. It can be fascinating.
Julie Smith
Rylei weaved her way through the intricate motions with a grace befitting the most acclaimed dancers of Garda high society. Sparks swirled around her, embracing her limbs in a flamboyant display of lightning-magic.
i dont know how to explain this, but motion is… well my mind is completely blank. i dont have a real definition for “motion.”
Confused.
Hormones Mess With My Emotions.
Nothing Feels Right,
I’m Sickened With Love.
Plagued With Misery.
Infected With Joy.
Fed By Wrath.
This is Not Me.
I Am So Very Obviously
Going Through the Motions.
A fast object or person
in motion. it’s the coolest track off of The Social Network soundtrack. i absolutely love all of the music trent reznor adds to his movies, though i feel like i sometimes praise it more than i have the right to because i haven’t fully analyzed all of the work. oh well. nice textures. motion motion motion. i have spent a lot of time in motion this week.
The car lurch and stopped. Pitched and sank. Susan rolled down the window and let barrels or puke it seemed flow through her mouth.
When I walk along the sidewalk I can’t help but to notice all the motion that runs through my body all at once. The way my arms flop around like loose spaghetti, my legs taking turns going back and forth, strict and straight like a soldier. I lose my head sometimes because it wobbles too much, the motion.
with one quick swift motion,
she turned my whole world upside down.
the way she smiled,
the way she flipped her hair back
as if to impress me.
in which it did,
not that I’d ever tell her.
because in one quick swift motion,
she could break me.
I’m like a car crash in slow motion. tipsy and wearing these clothes like you’re supposed to; hardily at all. They love it. Time is slow then fast then slow again and I can’t follow my thoughts.
The motion was a simple one.
A wave of the hand, nothing more.
But it made my heart stop.
The boy I had once loved was waving at me and I was left motionless.
I stared. There was nothing else to do.
Held in clawing hands
A ball, torn through and tattered
Deflated with canines through the blow hole
The pump replaced by the slow, steady rasp of wide-eyed fox
Asking itself why prey was hollow
Motion. Stay in motion, she thought. Just stay in motion, and you’ll be alright. But it was hard. The frigid, cold, and icy water made her breath appear in front of her, vapory and grey. All around her, lips were turning blue; skin turning pale.
I think quickly but find myself stuck in place. I can see the motion in my head a kick of the legs a sweep on the head and I’m in the cold blue water. but instead I am held to shore, motionless and the others jump in around me. I am not motion, but you are, and thats why you moved on.
motion, is movement, the movement of everything in relation to everything else. I like to move it move it. Move it.
This pandora station it sets me in motion. Music… Sets my soul on fire and sets me into motion :)
Stay ahead of the herd. Keep moving to keep the sadness from overtaking you, must find things to do that are meaningful enough to cause at least a seconds distraction to forget for some peace.
Motion of arms that flap and wave and hold. Motion picutures, once of the great, beautiful and romantic, now of the mundane and underdog, but all the people are usually still inordinarily attractive.
I like being in motion. it’s scary, but you have to do it. Whenever i try to slow down or stop, it makes matters even worse. So the best thing you can ever do is be in motion, on purpose, and towards your goal. because if you are, then you know you did your best. It’s the hardest thing, but it’s the only thing you can ever do.
My first instinct was to run. Thrusting myself from the car, I land on my feet at a full run.
My heart pounds against my chest as I run through rubble and debris, my feet slapping against wood, metal, and stone.
There is no where to run, no where to go. I have to keep running.
Suddenly, something slams into my side. The motion throws me from my feet and I brace for a fall.
Gasping, I barely notice the sound of two feminine voices scolding someone.
“Was that really necessary?”
Hands turn me onto my back and I’m staring into Eric’s dark green eyes. “Yes,” he says, his eyes apologetic. “She wouldn’t have stopped.” He offers me a hand and I unstably rise.
“Mia,” he says softly, “do you remember them?”
I stare at the short red-head and the tall brunette. I don’t know if it’s my own voice asking, “Katie? Brook?”
We are always in motion. Evan when we are standing still, the earth still turns. Even when we are not doing anything, the world goes on…We cannot stop moving and we cannot try. We have to keep doing things. We have to be in motion and continue doing things we love and things that helps others around us!.
He watched as she waved her hand goodbye. As the carriage took her away he knew he would never see her again. He, a fool, could do nothing to keep her in the fort.
motion means movement emotion colors inspiration i love to move, movement motion emotion love sensations everything.
The way he moved wasn’t really anything miraculous. But… at the same time, it was music. If music had a movement, had a motion, it would be the way his feet came in contact with the ground, the way his legs drifted over the pavement and the way his shoes scraped over the concrete. He didn’t move; he glided. He flew. It was effortless and stunning and it was ridiculous how something to simple could seem so melodic.
Rollercoasters, county fairs, anything that has to do with a ride…this is what I think of when I see motion. Maybe sickness as well…something I have never had much of a problem with. Motion sickness that is. I feel lots of motion in my tummy due to being 34 weeks pregnant.
I feel the wind blowing through my hair as I’m speeding down the freeway. The motion of my hair reminds me that I am a free-bird. Allowed to do as i please and make my own rules.
Moving around, but just moving around in life too. getting from one state of mind to another . biking,driving,walking,running,thinking,laughing, they all are motions in life
The back end of the broken train hurtled down the hill, making me seriously motion sick.
“Hooolllldddd OOONNNN!” The conductor screamed.
Every single passenger was at risk, the train was going the wrong way. Fast. The conductor made his way towards the emergency break, using the seats at support. He placed his hands firmly on the handle and tugged.
It wouldn’t budge.
Uh oh.
The train in the picture seemed to jump out at me. I could’ve sworn I heard the whistle. I was staring at the sepia-toned image, when I heard a voice behind me.
“That’s where it happened,” it said, whisper stirring my hair.
With a scream, I jumped, picture falling out of my hand. The glass shattered, and as I looked around to find who had spoke, I never noticed one shard slowly creeping its way towards me…
In motion. Why must we always have a sense of movement. Let’s sit and watch the sun set, and stare at the immense beauty put before us before it all shrivels and days. Rain. Pizza. Books. People. Love. Oceans. Tea. Thinking. Dreaming.
everything is in motion, life is a constant wheel turning, the unknow unfolding, what is next? know one knows…. embrace the moment, embrace the moment, it could be the meaning of life,
i wish i was in motion. no energy though. motion requires energy. a lack of energy = a lack of motion.
newton’s law of motion- for every action there is an equal and opposite reaction.
so no action = no reaction para me:(
i NEED SOME ENERGY!!
motion is something indiscribably unique because you are in it no matter what you do. while sitting down the world moves you, while walking, you legs move you, and while on a plane, the air guides you. it is a force that can shape our perspectives and push us to the places we need to go.
moving in a direction of any where. Bicycles, planes, cars, motorcycles, or a human running in a marathon. The se are just a fr=ew of the things that are moving, to in motion. the tides can also be in motion. High or low.
Poetry in motion–you see it every day,
a chipmunk, a child dancing, a handsome guy drinking beer,
leaves in sunlight, hazy morning, a lacy white skirt.
I ran as fast as I could towards the finish line. The motion was becoming sickening as I realized I hadn’t trained hard enough for this long of a run. The muscles in my legs screaming for air, I was gasping wishing it would be over. I had to finish. I had to push forward. I tumbled over the finish line breathlessly, raising my arms in success.
I would live to be in one moving ever so relentless motion. I want to consistently go forward, never going, never wishing for the past, no regrets. What a life that would be, what a goal to accomplish. I think this is what i want to do with my life
Keep moving forward.
Never stop.
art in motion
creating things that exist
things that don’t exist
the art of creation in motion.
Motion. That word was the bane of my existance for a long time. Exercise? How about not. Running? No. Jumping? I don’t think so. Then I woke one morning to see that my thighs have grown a bit to large for my liking. Motion, here I come!
A motion can be hypnotizing, like a girl can be divinity in motion. It can be fascinating.
Rylei weaved her way through the intricate motions with a grace befitting the most acclaimed dancers of Garda high society. Sparks swirled around her, embracing her limbs in a flamboyant display of lightning-magic.