so tired from doing nothing
the aches and pains of apathy
have returned
so soft sitting solemnly
wishing for another hour
toes cracked
face lined with imprint
let’s just stay here
mattym
home
feeling good
birds every spring
ute
I came back from the store, with the house a mess. I returned the shirt for a better one. “I returned the paper back to you”
Caitlyn Heid
This is a very exciting word. It is a word that you do wish to see at the bank. When something is returned at the back it is trouble.
handing back, giving back, returning something you have taken or borrowed from somebody else.
Noelle
i returned to see my dad asleep.
I returned to find you here
I returned to find mother missing
I
lexi
i returned it to you. maybe bent, maybe banged, but i gave it back. you continue throwing this piece of history in my face as if you haven’tasked for it over, and over, pounding into my brain “get over it get over it” just to throw it back “come here, come here love” love. love? love returned.
talia
I’m waiting. watching. wanting. dreaming. you are so far away, in so many ways. but i know one thing for sure. no matter how dark the night gets, it will always get bright again. and in the brightness, you will return, to me.
Suddenly, my consciousness returned. I looked around. Confused. Bewildered. Entirely apathetic. This is what my life has become. A hop from one stream of consciousness to the next.
turn something thats welcome back.
To borrow something then birng it back.
Never turn back.
Failure.
Something that should have been done.
a Re again turn to to the Ed
Something that is twisted again.
abs
Then winter returned
And our lips were too blue to kiss
And the icicles surrounded our eyelashes
Turning us into frosty royalty
Cold hands
Cold glances
Cold hearts
Sasha Renegade
When I returned home, I found out that my dog had dug under neath the back fence and had escaped. I began to search for her calling her name and I eventually found her asleep in her pen! She’d escaped and then had come back and had fallen asleep!
Morgan
he returned last knight he looked back over is his shoulder as his partner di not
They returned to the place where they had met
Rumpled bed covers and strewn shoes
Car honking in the background
But once they had returned
The realized
Time can never regress
The bed must be made
The shoes must be laced
Time can never return
I returned to Oneword
to find the word still the same.
At what time of day
does oneword change?
I would like some word play
to warm up like a koozie
so tired from doing nothing
the aches and pains of apathy
have returned
so soft sitting solemnly
wishing for another hour
toes cracked
face lined with imprint
let’s just stay here
home
feeling good
birds every spring
I came back from the store, with the house a mess. I returned the shirt for a better one. “I returned the paper back to you”
This is a very exciting word. It is a word that you do wish to see at the bank. When something is returned at the back it is trouble.
handing back, giving back, returning something you have taken or borrowed from somebody else.
i returned to see my dad asleep.
I returned to find you here
I returned to find mother missing
I
i returned it to you. maybe bent, maybe banged, but i gave it back. you continue throwing this piece of history in my face as if you haven’tasked for it over, and over, pounding into my brain “get over it get over it” just to throw it back “come here, come here love” love. love? love returned.
I’m waiting. watching. wanting. dreaming. you are so far away, in so many ways. but i know one thing for sure. no matter how dark the night gets, it will always get bright again. and in the brightness, you will return, to me.
the action of coming back.
Suddenly, my consciousness returned. I looked around. Confused. Bewildered. Entirely apathetic. This is what my life has become. A hop from one stream of consciousness to the next.
turn something thats welcome back.
To borrow something then birng it back.
Never turn back.
Failure.
Something that should have been done.
a Re again turn to to the Ed
Something that is twisted again.
Then winter returned
And our lips were too blue to kiss
And the icicles surrounded our eyelashes
Turning us into frosty royalty
Cold hands
Cold glances
Cold hearts
When I returned home, I found out that my dog had dug under neath the back fence and had escaped. I began to search for her calling her name and I eventually found her asleep in her pen! She’d escaped and then had come back and had fallen asleep!
he returned last knight he looked back over is his shoulder as his partner di not