a saying that impossibility is what comes out of a lazy mind. if you don’t exercise that muscle, atrophy will get you where it counts, in the mind. you will be destined to repeat everymistake
MR
Oerhead I thinkabout things th are over my head. The sky being one. Then I think of the vast number of stars and planets that are yet discovered. I wonder where the black hole is. Then I think about overhead projectoirs. Since I am going to e a teacher it would be nice to have one. Technology makes it easier thes edays.
Christy Hill
higher up i see above me. the sky is always so enchanting, whether it’s cloudy, sunny, or there’s a thunderstorm. I find the sky so beautiful. overhead , there are a lot of things overhead, especially when you’re as short as me.
Nathaniel
flying planes overhead
wake me up early
6am
when the flightpath above my street opens
took a while to get used to
now i don’t notice so much
still….
H
cabin. in a plane…white sails in the air. things i dont like to think about, at night it’s invisible. it’s not so real and so I fly then, when the night hides all things white and steel.
Bec
They never told me where the new lightbulbs are. I searched for hours, maybe days. If I had light, I could have seen. Maybe I could have found what I needed most.
Lotus
the overhead was very bright and shined into my eyes. I hated it. It displayed a screen upon my head which was filled with numbers and equations. All the students of the classroom gathered near to gaze upon my face. I was slightly embarrassed.
Cralls
overhead the sky at night
shimmers like the distant night
and you see me
and i see you
the sky is falling
venita
Ovehead the space above ones head. the area to put luggage on an airplane. A shelf in a closet. Space
Ashley
The clouds hung low overhead threatening a downpour heavy as whipping cream and cold as ice cream that has been crystallized from sitting in the freezer too long. So I pulled my overcoat tighter and quickened my pace.
what’s above, over my head. deep in thought. nothing to see. can’t think, need more time. this isn’t easy and its almost over. what can i say?
david kochan
There is always a damocles sword hanging overhead – be it in school, college, workplace, family, etc.
sankar
I wonder what it must have been like to see the Savior gradually rise overhead…
Chris Huff
She lifted her suitcase to the overhead and latched the door behind her. Falling into the seat, she wondered what would become of her. All she owned was in one bag and there was no looking back.
I see a swirling fan over my head, it looks as if it will never stop. It just keeps spinning, going on in its merry life. It s like the energizer bunny. Just keep swimming swimming.
Laura
the fan is whirring, slowly, shaking even. We’re giggling, because we have a scheme and it is brilliant to our four-year-old minds. “Ready?” she whispers. “Yeah,” I whisper excitedly, hopping on one foot, then the other, switching back and forth. “Aim,” she continues. “Aaaaand…FIRE!!!!” And we release our undies up into the air, soaring towards the spokes of the fan. Some catch and begin a short-lived carnival experience while others float to the ground like parachutists who are done for the day. “Cool,” I say, looking up at the fan overhead, with three pairs of printed underwear careening around the room. A big girls’ mobile.
Kendra
She overheard me talking about her and that was the end. I can’t even remember what I said, what words I used, my tone of voice. I was riffing, like you do when someone’s listening to you and laughing.
JJ
When i was on a plane last month, I had an electric bass as one of my carry-ons and the individuals sitting around me couldn’t find it in their hearts to move their things in the overhead bin to accomodate my instrument. I was disappointed in mankind. Selfish bastards.
Chelsea
over heard is above one’s head.
It’s up and above and one could possibly say that it’s somewhat, Uplifting.
It even makes you sort of think of lookup up XD Which is kinda strange considering it’s only a word and we all know that it’s just a roof above our heads.
Gig
In the overhead compartment of the airplane there was a couple of toothbrushes and some shampoo bottles. But you weren’t really supposed to have shampoo bottles on an airplane unless they’re less that 3 oz.
Sophie
I can’t think of anything to write about this subject.
Through the very tops of my vision, I looked up at him. His eyes were shut, and part of me wished that he’s open them just as I had.
That way, maybe, we could share an unspoken “I love you.”
And even though he didn’t, he later told me this;
“Je veux qu’elle reste avec moi pour toujours”
The third person makes it all the better.
Sally looked at the black sky looming before her. Her head was perched on a cold rock in the middle of Faber Field and as she stared up at the stars they seemed to twinkle out one by one until all she could see was darkness.
The plane overhead was scary. Not because it was big, or made a lot of noise, but because it was on fire and heading for a crash landing.
Glenn Williams
isn’t it quite arrogant of you to expect us non english speaking people to know what overhead means? atleast i used it in a sentence.
Irena
Overhead. The dread of everlasting powerpoint presentations. Not that much of a litterary thrill, is it ?
Ju
The sky overhead howled its siren song. Part azure infinity, party roiling darkness, it drew Paul upward as it had for decades. “Fine!” he said as he finished gassing up his small, twin-engine Cessna. “You want me, you got me.”
Izolda
The orange painted skies overhead was slowly turning into blue, casting shadows upon shadows on the snow-laden ground. Skeleton-like branches waved in the wind, the chilly air sending goosebumps up her arms. But she didn’t notice it. She was transfixed on the sight before her. Her gaze locked on the small girl sitting on the bar, blood running down her swinging legs. The kid was smiling at her but her smile didn’t reach her eyes. Marks of teardrops stood out from her pale face.
i have a fan overhead me. my future overhead looks very bleak, i have no idea wats instore for me. i can see nothing overhead and the purpose of this excercise goes over my head
Manya
you just want to have sex with me/you have avery high opinion of yourself/why else would you chase me all this time/so your only worth is as a sex machine/
I lie in my bed, snuggling up to my favourite monster teddy bear. It’s 12am in the morning and all I can see over head is a humane figure swinging from my fan. I shall leave it up to your imagine to figure out where the story goes from there ;D
Bells
overhead there’s a light shining bright and it’s guiding me to the place i need to go.
Cassie
i realize that this is now not going to be about anything except for the overhead compartment which promises to shift and terrorize you but, never happens. i am always disappointed by the failure of that compartment to hit me upside the head.
if i say i have never overheard anything in my life, it would be a big lie.
Elam
the trees overhead were a pale green, a strange green that I didn’t think I had seen before. I squinted through the leaves and that’s when I saw him. The man crouched on a branch, swaying gently with the breeze. He smiled at me
Tara
there a massive chicken sanwhich,i think wat is that doing there i dont even like custard creams especailly without my favourite sock on my uncles previous football monkey socks
mike
sometimes i fly all i think about is the contents of the overhead compartment and how they might attack me when i open them because they have shifted. it has yet to happen to me even through a turbulent flight. so lets hope it happens, just so the flight attendants are proven right.
monique
The airplanes flew overhead, and we had never seen and airplane before, so we didn’t know what they meant. “You see those trails?” someone said. “They’re for keeping us calm and unconcerned. They’re fattening us up, you see. Like, for the slaughter.”
Roger Turnau
i overheard the birds singing songs of clam to the kids playing on the road, innocence and youth is all that existed, the wind blew the tune to the 4 corners of the globe, for the whole world to hear.
Petar Grgec
mon chapeau il a 4 bosses ! 4 bosses il a mon chapeau !
guillemette palluy
Overhead is used is presentations and right now i”m feelling a bit over my head in all this.
a saying that impossibility is what comes out of a lazy mind. if you don’t exercise that muscle, atrophy will get you where it counts, in the mind. you will be destined to repeat everymistake
Oerhead I thinkabout things th are over my head. The sky being one. Then I think of the vast number of stars and planets that are yet discovered. I wonder where the black hole is. Then I think about overhead projectoirs. Since I am going to e a teacher it would be nice to have one. Technology makes it easier thes edays.
higher up i see above me. the sky is always so enchanting, whether it’s cloudy, sunny, or there’s a thunderstorm. I find the sky so beautiful. overhead , there are a lot of things overhead, especially when you’re as short as me.
flying planes overhead
wake me up early
6am
when the flightpath above my street opens
took a while to get used to
now i don’t notice so much
still….
cabin. in a plane…white sails in the air. things i dont like to think about, at night it’s invisible. it’s not so real and so I fly then, when the night hides all things white and steel.
They never told me where the new lightbulbs are. I searched for hours, maybe days. If I had light, I could have seen. Maybe I could have found what I needed most.
the overhead was very bright and shined into my eyes. I hated it. It displayed a screen upon my head which was filled with numbers and equations. All the students of the classroom gathered near to gaze upon my face. I was slightly embarrassed.
overhead the sky at night
shimmers like the distant night
and you see me
and i see you
the sky is falling
Ovehead the space above ones head. the area to put luggage on an airplane. A shelf in a closet. Space
The clouds hung low overhead threatening a downpour heavy as whipping cream and cold as ice cream that has been crystallized from sitting in the freezer too long. So I pulled my overcoat tighter and quickened my pace.
what’s above, over my head. deep in thought. nothing to see. can’t think, need more time. this isn’t easy and its almost over. what can i say?
There is always a damocles sword hanging overhead – be it in school, college, workplace, family, etc.
I wonder what it must have been like to see the Savior gradually rise overhead…
She lifted her suitcase to the overhead and latched the door behind her. Falling into the seat, she wondered what would become of her. All she owned was in one bag and there was no looking back.
I see a swirling fan over my head, it looks as if it will never stop. It just keeps spinning, going on in its merry life. It s like the energizer bunny. Just keep swimming swimming.
the fan is whirring, slowly, shaking even. We’re giggling, because we have a scheme and it is brilliant to our four-year-old minds. “Ready?” she whispers. “Yeah,” I whisper excitedly, hopping on one foot, then the other, switching back and forth. “Aim,” she continues. “Aaaaand…FIRE!!!!” And we release our undies up into the air, soaring towards the spokes of the fan. Some catch and begin a short-lived carnival experience while others float to the ground like parachutists who are done for the day. “Cool,” I say, looking up at the fan overhead, with three pairs of printed underwear careening around the room. A big girls’ mobile.
She overheard me talking about her and that was the end. I can’t even remember what I said, what words I used, my tone of voice. I was riffing, like you do when someone’s listening to you and laughing.
When i was on a plane last month, I had an electric bass as one of my carry-ons and the individuals sitting around me couldn’t find it in their hearts to move their things in the overhead bin to accomodate my instrument. I was disappointed in mankind. Selfish bastards.
over heard is above one’s head.
It’s up and above and one could possibly say that it’s somewhat, Uplifting.
It even makes you sort of think of lookup up XD Which is kinda strange considering it’s only a word and we all know that it’s just a roof above our heads.
In the overhead compartment of the airplane there was a couple of toothbrushes and some shampoo bottles. But you weren’t really supposed to have shampoo bottles on an airplane unless they’re less that 3 oz.
I can’t think of anything to write about this subject.
Through the very tops of my vision, I looked up at him. His eyes were shut, and part of me wished that he’s open them just as I had.
That way, maybe, we could share an unspoken “I love you.”
And even though he didn’t, he later told me this;
“Je veux qu’elle reste avec moi pour toujours”
The third person makes it all the better.
Sally looked at the black sky looming before her. Her head was perched on a cold rock in the middle of Faber Field and as she stared up at the stars they seemed to twinkle out one by one until all she could see was darkness.
The plane overhead was scary. Not because it was big, or made a lot of noise, but because it was on fire and heading for a crash landing.
isn’t it quite arrogant of you to expect us non english speaking people to know what overhead means? atleast i used it in a sentence.
Overhead. The dread of everlasting powerpoint presentations. Not that much of a litterary thrill, is it ?
The sky overhead howled its siren song. Part azure infinity, party roiling darkness, it drew Paul upward as it had for decades. “Fine!” he said as he finished gassing up his small, twin-engine Cessna. “You want me, you got me.”
The orange painted skies overhead was slowly turning into blue, casting shadows upon shadows on the snow-laden ground. Skeleton-like branches waved in the wind, the chilly air sending goosebumps up her arms. But she didn’t notice it. She was transfixed on the sight before her. Her gaze locked on the small girl sitting on the bar, blood running down her swinging legs. The kid was smiling at her but her smile didn’t reach her eyes. Marks of teardrops stood out from her pale face.
i have a fan overhead me. my future overhead looks very bleak, i have no idea wats instore for me. i can see nothing overhead and the purpose of this excercise goes over my head
you just want to have sex with me/you have avery high opinion of yourself/why else would you chase me all this time/so your only worth is as a sex machine/
I lie in my bed, snuggling up to my favourite monster teddy bear. It’s 12am in the morning and all I can see over head is a humane figure swinging from my fan. I shall leave it up to your imagine to figure out where the story goes from there ;D
overhead there’s a light shining bright and it’s guiding me to the place i need to go.
i realize that this is now not going to be about anything except for the overhead compartment which promises to shift and terrorize you but, never happens. i am always disappointed by the failure of that compartment to hit me upside the head.
if i say i have never overheard anything in my life, it would be a big lie.
the trees overhead were a pale green, a strange green that I didn’t think I had seen before. I squinted through the leaves and that’s when I saw him. The man crouched on a branch, swaying gently with the breeze. He smiled at me
there a massive chicken sanwhich,i think wat is that doing there i dont even like custard creams especailly without my favourite sock on my uncles previous football monkey socks
sometimes i fly all i think about is the contents of the overhead compartment and how they might attack me when i open them because they have shifted. it has yet to happen to me even through a turbulent flight. so lets hope it happens, just so the flight attendants are proven right.
The airplanes flew overhead, and we had never seen and airplane before, so we didn’t know what they meant. “You see those trails?” someone said. “They’re for keeping us calm and unconcerned. They’re fattening us up, you see. Like, for the slaughter.”
i overheard the birds singing songs of clam to the kids playing on the road, innocence and youth is all that existed, the wind blew the tune to the 4 corners of the globe, for the whole world to hear.
mon chapeau il a 4 bosses ! 4 bosses il a mon chapeau !
Overhead is used is presentations and right now i”m feelling a bit over my head in all this.