plague

July 12th, 2011 | 467 Entries

sign up or log in.

Yo yo yo, the oneword™ podcast is back for Season 3.
click here to join in!

467 Entries for “plague”

  1. 60 seconds to write about the plague is pretty much like using Cliff Notes to describe the indescribable.

  2. The stench of his wrongdoing plagued my existence. Like electricity running through my veins my blood was hot. I could feel it creep up my arms at night and burn through my skin, I couldn’t sleep. Not with him still out there…

  3. it was a plague of the heart and mind. it was a tear in the skin. it was a slap in the face, a stab in the heart. it was water in my lungs making me heavy. it wasn’t fair. it won’t happen again.

  4. Medieval times. Black death. But not everything that plague means has to be associated with illness and death. Stupidity is spreading like a plague. This seems too short. Plague.

  5. It was an awful time for the young and for the healthy who might have survived. I was even worse for the ones dying slowly alone or with their family of the infected onlookers. It was black and toxic.

    Danielle
  6. olden days. rats. black death. sad times. london. fire of london. pettie coat lane. 1666? eam. ringa ringa roses. spam invented.

    rebecca Stockwell
  7. When i think about a plague it takes me straight to the Bible. In my mind it is associated with people who are not followers of God. It is the punishment that is deserved. I just hope I dont end up to be one of those people when God returns.

    matherashley@gmail.com
  8. I felt plagued by what I couldn’t understand. It was all around me and all over every inch of space I didn’t want it to be. I thought about what it meant, plague, not the kinda thing that made your teeth all yellow and crept up gingivitis all over your gums, no. It was more along the lines of a state of mind that I didn’t agree with.

    taoqueen
  9. Death. Disease. That’s all that surrounded me on the cobblestone street. I looked up at the night sky, the full moon shining down through the beat down brick buildings. The wails of the dying were probably reverberating off of the moon, I thought to myself. I shuffled along, gingerly stepping over bodies.

    Molly Hartsough
  10. Nobody was thinking, with all those worms in their head. Te “bad guys” had planned a plague to make everyone not notice the change.

    The change was necessary.

    The plague had succeeded.

  11. the black plague
    we are all plagued
    infestation
    festering
    infectious
    dirt under my shoes
    terrible

    Allison
  12. The idea that writing is itself a noble goal seems crazy. A plague. Why write unless you care about what you’re writing about?

    Kevin Monk
  13. Death- gripping everyone it can reach. Holding it, suffocating mass populations. Families, friends, acquaintances- that man you saw watering his lawn every single morning as you’d walk to school- Death. Swallowing us whole to feed its empty, growling stomach.

    Paige
  14. Who woulda thought? It was the rats…
    At least we got a catchy tune or two out if it all.
    The world would probably have twice the population it has now if a third of Europe hadn’t dropped dead of the disease.

  15. insects crowded around us everywhere =, it was dark. the people around us; screaming, fear was rippled through us all. the smell of blood think in the air, was this the end? what had we done wrong? was tehre \\\

    tiffany imbert
  16. The plague had taken its toll on the countryside as she rode through the small villages.
    Etienne could see the sick being piled high in the outskirts of every town, waiting to be burned at the first opportunity.
    On every corner people moaned with pain and mourned for their loved ones. Little children wailed for their mothers, women wept for their husbands, and the old remained in a stunned silence waiting for the Angel of Death to carry them away.
    She dared not look but to the road ahead of her, dared not stop to aid anybody. The sickness would run its course, as it always did.
    She only prayed, she hoped, she would not be too late.

  17. black death. insignificant humans fed upon by their own mistrust and fear of cleanliness…sometimes i wonder what would have come from a little knowledge. overpopulation? the survival of a genius? hmm…

    Lindsey
  18. The plague was a very bad thing. It killed a ton of people in Great Britain a long ass time ago. Seriously, a long–ass time ago. It was black plague. It originated in rats and passed to people. I think my time is almost up. I hate plague and I hope there is never another one.

    Blake Walker
  19. A plague on both your houses, said moses, as he sat down in the old wicker chair next to the fire. And I don’t expect they’ll lift till next spring.

    max muir
  20. People got really sick, really easily. People died terrible deaths. Plagues are old news. Now we have the swine flu…… and AIDS.

    Diamond
  21. Plague. What do you think of? Personally I think of bubonic plague. You know, the sickness! Or I think of plaque either a metal plaque or tooth plaque. I think. It is tooth plaque right? Anyway, didn’t bubonic plague wipe out almost everybody who moved to the Americas at first until they got rid of it somehow. I am guessing they made a vaccine for which over powered it, luckily! Imagine it was still here! We would probably all be dead already. Is there any other type of plague? I’m only twelve so I don’t really know, but I think there might be.

    Beamer
  22. It was spreading like wild fire. There wasn’t any way to escape it besides leaving, but we might have already been infected, so they told us we weren’t allowed to leave. We decided we would escape. Go through the fence quickly and quietly and remain potentially safe.

    Rachel
  23. “You’re a plague to me child!” Mathilda screamed as she flung the broken pieces into the sink. “Why I didn’t make your father send you away before I married him, I’ll never know.” Shana dropped her eyes to the ground, the familiar surge of anger and resentment welling up in her. No, not yet. Control.

  24. The sores on her faces were hurting now. They had been the first signs of the rage they called the spurting death. The red spots become inflamed volcanic pustules of exploding death, decimating and infecting with equal relish.

    Caw
  25. Death and destruction left in the wake. Mothers and children and fathers suffer. The darkness. The loss. Too heavy to comprehend. Man reaches the place in time where we all give up. There is nothing that can be done.

    Cheryl
  26. death, destruction, black, intense, hindering ones dreams, opening eyes to life, limited time, near the end, beautiful horror, bittersweet,

    Sarah Beth
  27. Plague is a pretty tough word to write about. Bubonic is fun word to say though. It kind of jumps out of your mouth like a rubber bouncy ball. Bubonic. Bubonic. Good times.

  28. Horrible thing, the plague is. It killed tones of people. Children familys died. Millions are dead because of it. Nothing could be done, people kept dying, they tried everything, beeding.

    Nick
  29. It was a dark, stormy night, Harriet noted, as she grasped on to her mums hand. The Doctor stood, silently staring solemnly at Harriet’s mum, before eventually muttering the words. “I’m afraid… she… she has the plague.”

    Carr
  30. plague is some scary stuff

  31. My musings lately are of beauty and all its morals, the self of it that has settled itself upon me not unlike a plague. In everything, I recognize something I love. I now refuse to think of words such as “plague” and “death” as ugly. Endings can be beautiful too. My perspective is so changeable that in a week I don’t doubt I’ll be thinking about the ugliness in everything.

  32. I am plagued by the quality, or lack thereof, of this website. Thank you for the words, my Muse. @Jbyrd

  33. You infect me like the plague. Thoughts of you infest my imagination. I shake and grow hot. The disease spreads. My veins carry your essence. I want to get rid of this feeling. I want to get rid of you.

    Brittany
  34. the plague surrounded the village. people everywhere cowered at the sight of the flies. left, right, and above, flies swarmed around the people. little did they know the flies carried disease, making them a plague within a plague.

    Anne Claire Brewer
  35. Love at first sight. Rats. Green. Insects. Blood. Egypt. I don’t know what the bleep I’m doing. Pest. Middle Age. Oscurantism. Monks.

    Jimena Beristáin
  36. Mr.ratchet was talking to Kathy,”the plague was overtaking the earth.the whole planet was being quarantined with anti-teeks.we only escaped because bogdan somehow bent time. “

  37. There are so many “plagues” in the world today. The plague of laziness. The plague of conceit. The plague of self-loathing. The plague of selfishness. I could go on and on. The truth is, plague sounds like some Bible-time disease… but there are so many plagues that ravish our world every second of every day.

    Hannah Noelle
  38. Plaque liegt auf den Zähnen. Sie bildet sich vor allem dann, wenn ich Süßes gegessen habe. Oder wenn ich Tee mit Zucker getrunken habe. Von Schokolade wird sie ganz besonders schön. Sie schiebt sich dann in alle Zwischenräume, macht alles braun und bildet ein schönes, gemütlich warmes, nährstoffreiches Zuhause für Bakterien aller Art. Die Wissenschaftler …

  39. i am plagued by the problems
    that surround my whole soul
    i’m plagued by an inability
    and lack of self-control
    i am plagued by drugs
    and i don’t want to die
    so why would i pick rat poison
    over living a good life
    i am plagued by the people
    that don’t do me right
    i am plagued by my choices
    that left me despised
    i am not plagued with a problem
    that i can’t even express
    because i never thought i’d let many
    under my pretty spring dress

    lauren
  40. An excessive quantity of a same specie. Usually happens with insects: for example a plague of ants, of mosquitoes…

    cecilia