oh the scorching sun.. oh the blazing heat. what would i give for some shade and shelter? out in the desert where im all alone. wheres the people? whats the plan? i see in the distant. is that a tree? oh please. clouds. my shade and shelter
wx
in the shade of the Tembusu tree, was the second book I wrote but the first to be published, I poured my heart soul and blood sweat and tears into that book, it was my baby, and now I start again!
greedy
Shade, I dunno what to say about Shade. It sort of reminds me of this game called AO, cause one of the professions you can be is a Shade. Yeah, trees give you shade, isn’t that kind of interesting? Not really, not it’s really not. I’m just writing because i have to, and feel the need, because time is rushing me. This site is interesting. Time’s running out.
Jordan
I like to watch the shades of green. I like to see the shade playing trough the leaves of an old tree. The shades of mood swing trough the months with the swing of the seasons.
Sankha
i fell amongst the tombstones, scraping my knee on the bark fallen from the surrounding trees. at once, they were both light and ominous, the shade cast upon me was deep enough to swallow me whole. crawling quietly so as not to disturb the dead, i await with longing for the peace you promised.
kimberly
Shades hide from you
in shadow
as you walk by
you hear them whisper
they reach out to you
offering you a choice
answer them
or walk on by.
Jessica
I sat in the shade and read my book with the crows looking over my shoulder. I was contemplating leaving the backyard and calling my boyfriend, but something was stopping me. Some kind of feeling that I couldn’t ignore. It pressed my psyche like a vice. I didn’t know how to react to this but by following the feeling.
Kirsten Davis
I sit in the shade on a hot summer’s day. the occassinall breeze blows my hair all around. It’s so peaceful to be by myself.
Elizabeth
the shade of the tree was reminiscent of the shade of her life. i dont know who i am or what i stand for, lately its been dark, shade like, cover on my friends and life. i always feel sick, im not sure who are my true friends,w ho i can trust. i want it to stop i want to know who i am its just so hard to trust and learn. not even my parents understand.
. . .
Today I am protected by the shade of my blinds. Afar from the blinding light out the window, so unusual for this time of year. When the grass is beginning to frost over in the early morning, and by the time you return home after work at night the sun has long retired for the night.
cupcake
i can remember the summer where i was at peace with everything and everyone. and we would all lay under this big, big tree and relax in the shade. i miss that and those days. the shade reminds me how much things have changed.
taylor
slumber sleep white mist mountains. soon there will be light.
i forget to look at the night sky. i forget many things–
you remind me of. you are my inspiration– outside the shade–
outside the chaos.
sand
shade is always nice in the summer. I like it nice but not in the direct sun. Skin cancer runs rapid you know. The shade is cool and shades are cooler. I think it’s time for some new sunglasses.
jamie
Shade. Shade can be the cool dark beneath a tree, or the mythical ghostly creature of stories. The word sounds f its meanings, cool, dark, shhhhhh. Beautiful.
Nausicaa13
banana
yello
long
awesome
vool
i mean cool
i like it
fun
wow
haha
i feel hurried
scared
they are yummy
why am i doing this
bailey beers
Shade. Like trees. It’s beautiful. Calming. It’s the destroyer of all of your daytime plans turning your ‘going to’s into distant dreams. Buried in thoughts. What a wonderful site.
Ashley
A few days ago I came into a world that I didn’t know existed. A world full of macik and fun , but also danger and pain , and suffering. There were unicorns and vampires and succubi, but most dangerous fo them all was the shade.
Caleyan
On the periphery of my mind’s eye, shade was the one word that came to mind when I thought of our relationship. It had been cast in shades of gray. I did not know if we were together or if we were apart. I knew that I liked her and that she liked me. But the shades in which our relationship was cast always left me in doubt, though they also gave me hope, that the shade could be perhaps a tad brighter.
Ian Miles
Shade under a tall green tree, drinking Iced tea on a cool spring day. luscious grass, frolicking children are having fun and loving life. All is well in suburbia; anytown USA.
Dillon
The shades of my life run from dark to light, shades to tints, all that is everything. I wish I could write in different shades, write on other people, write the story of myself, but I’m not sure whose hands the pens have fallen into. God? Another? Somebody else? Somebody I know? My teachers? Try to be gentle, because who knows how long I can last here.
chen
The sade of your light milky skin is tantalizing. I want to rub my hands up and down it’s limits. We could do things together; thigs you would never do with me. I have hope. Relationship?
Devon
colour how much i dont care all it did was click the stumble button i love pie charlie im sooooooo gonna fuck you cause im bored what i just said that omg i didnt wanna robots fuck will were in the car wash
alyssa
let’s sit in the shade, shall we?
take my hand and we’ll run to the nearest tree, run for the protection from the sun.
wait wait, it’s the sun. I love the sun, can we bask in the glory of the sunshine beams that grace the sky’s blue tinge?
let’s sit in the shade and have pink lemonade cupcakes and hold my hand while we tell stories and carve our names into the wood of the tree and remember us forever.
Samie
grey is the shade of every colour. grey because everything is a barren wasteland, everything is monotonous. yet there is a wild untamed beauty in its bleakness. everything starts with grey and ends with grey.
jarryl
I love trees. They provide me with shade on a hot saturday afternoon. I’ll lay down a mat and indulge in a light coffee table novel.
Strangely, when i draw trees, they are bare.
sab
She sat in the shade of a huge date palm. She had been in Tunisia for over a week now and was now totally relaxed. The warm rays of the sun caressed her body as she lay on the silver white sand, listening to the sounds of the ocean. A tall broad shouldered man was playing with a child at the edge of the water. The child sequealed with delight as the …
Kristina
Sitting under the shade of the oak tree, I almost missed all the excitement across the street. I became alert at the sound of sirens. All at once the candy store was surrounded.
Becky
Shade trees are one of the greatest gifts to mankind. Nothing is better on a hot day than finding that one tree that will protect you from the suns harsh gaze.
PG
I love the summer and how you can hide from the sun in the shade. Isn’t it funny how something like shade can change so dramatically with one letter? Think about it… shade = good. Shady = bad. Shady characters practice shady acts in shady neighborhoods where shady dealings are the norm. Quite different from being made in the shade!
NancyCz
the shade defines my other half
my shadows of the dark side
it frightens me, yet intregues me by the second
Sarah
It’s a piece of relief from the burning sun.
A piece of wonderful. A place to think..in a tree, or on a piece of moss.Brushing your hair against branches…the shade can provide comfort…and everything you wanted.
it will protect you from everything….except…well alot of stuff.
Shade is a wonderful thing. There should be more of it.
Marly
I’m sitting in the shade. The cool air is a relief. I love relaxing here. Sitting in the shade is the only thing that helps me keep my cool. Especially on days like this. Days when the fighting never ends.
Heidi
a color, a tint, a feeling, a shade. it comes suddenly, and fades so subtly that you never knew it was there.
Daiyanna Grae
shade is the most wonderful thing on a hot summer day. it refreshes you and gives you time to think about all that could be in life. it’s a truly wonderful thing that trees give us.
jane
dark, colors,light.white,sun.cant hide from the sun fun at the beach sunburn
lexi
something you need to rely on to keep you from the summers heat, the summer sun. the summer sun scalds you with burning rage, it hurts. turns your skin red as a lobster.
henry
I wear my shades because they are awesomely awesome. They’re are black, to cover my tearful eyes. No one will be able to see my true feelings through my eyes..
EUGENIA
From the walnut tree I could see my grandmother hanging out the clothes. I thought about going to help her but then a sense of calm approached me. It’s name: shade.
Matt Vesce
what you find under a tree, or someplace the sun don’t shine.
David
There are these things, they lurk in the night, none can see them. They have bones within them of a skeleton once decaying. The aura of smoke around them they hover where they need to go. Undetected.
oh the scorching sun.. oh the blazing heat. what would i give for some shade and shelter? out in the desert where im all alone. wheres the people? whats the plan? i see in the distant. is that a tree? oh please. clouds. my shade and shelter
in the shade of the Tembusu tree, was the second book I wrote but the first to be published, I poured my heart soul and blood sweat and tears into that book, it was my baby, and now I start again!
Shade, I dunno what to say about Shade. It sort of reminds me of this game called AO, cause one of the professions you can be is a Shade. Yeah, trees give you shade, isn’t that kind of interesting? Not really, not it’s really not. I’m just writing because i have to, and feel the need, because time is rushing me. This site is interesting. Time’s running out.
I like to watch the shades of green. I like to see the shade playing trough the leaves of an old tree. The shades of mood swing trough the months with the swing of the seasons.
i fell amongst the tombstones, scraping my knee on the bark fallen from the surrounding trees. at once, they were both light and ominous, the shade cast upon me was deep enough to swallow me whole. crawling quietly so as not to disturb the dead, i await with longing for the peace you promised.
Shades hide from you
in shadow
as you walk by
you hear them whisper
they reach out to you
offering you a choice
answer them
or walk on by.
I sat in the shade and read my book with the crows looking over my shoulder. I was contemplating leaving the backyard and calling my boyfriend, but something was stopping me. Some kind of feeling that I couldn’t ignore. It pressed my psyche like a vice. I didn’t know how to react to this but by following the feeling.
I sit in the shade on a hot summer’s day. the occassinall breeze blows my hair all around. It’s so peaceful to be by myself.
the shade of the tree was reminiscent of the shade of her life. i dont know who i am or what i stand for, lately its been dark, shade like, cover on my friends and life. i always feel sick, im not sure who are my true friends,w ho i can trust. i want it to stop i want to know who i am its just so hard to trust and learn. not even my parents understand.
Today I am protected by the shade of my blinds. Afar from the blinding light out the window, so unusual for this time of year. When the grass is beginning to frost over in the early morning, and by the time you return home after work at night the sun has long retired for the night.
i can remember the summer where i was at peace with everything and everyone. and we would all lay under this big, big tree and relax in the shade. i miss that and those days. the shade reminds me how much things have changed.
slumber sleep white mist mountains. soon there will be light.
i forget to look at the night sky. i forget many things–
you remind me of. you are my inspiration– outside the shade–
outside the chaos.
shade is always nice in the summer. I like it nice but not in the direct sun. Skin cancer runs rapid you know. The shade is cool and shades are cooler. I think it’s time for some new sunglasses.
Shade. Shade can be the cool dark beneath a tree, or the mythical ghostly creature of stories. The word sounds f its meanings, cool, dark, shhhhhh. Beautiful.
banana
yello
long
awesome
vool
i mean cool
i like it
fun
wow
haha
i feel hurried
scared
they are yummy
why am i doing this
Shade. Like trees. It’s beautiful. Calming. It’s the destroyer of all of your daytime plans turning your ‘going to’s into distant dreams. Buried in thoughts. What a wonderful site.
A few days ago I came into a world that I didn’t know existed. A world full of macik and fun , but also danger and pain , and suffering. There were unicorns and vampires and succubi, but most dangerous fo them all was the shade.
On the periphery of my mind’s eye, shade was the one word that came to mind when I thought of our relationship. It had been cast in shades of gray. I did not know if we were together or if we were apart. I knew that I liked her and that she liked me. But the shades in which our relationship was cast always left me in doubt, though they also gave me hope, that the shade could be perhaps a tad brighter.
Shade under a tall green tree, drinking Iced tea on a cool spring day. luscious grass, frolicking children are having fun and loving life. All is well in suburbia; anytown USA.
The shades of my life run from dark to light, shades to tints, all that is everything. I wish I could write in different shades, write on other people, write the story of myself, but I’m not sure whose hands the pens have fallen into. God? Another? Somebody else? Somebody I know? My teachers? Try to be gentle, because who knows how long I can last here.
The sade of your light milky skin is tantalizing. I want to rub my hands up and down it’s limits. We could do things together; thigs you would never do with me. I have hope. Relationship?
colour how much i dont care all it did was click the stumble button i love pie charlie im sooooooo gonna fuck you cause im bored what i just said that omg i didnt wanna robots fuck will were in the car wash
let’s sit in the shade, shall we?
take my hand and we’ll run to the nearest tree, run for the protection from the sun.
wait wait, it’s the sun. I love the sun, can we bask in the glory of the sunshine beams that grace the sky’s blue tinge?
let’s sit in the shade and have pink lemonade cupcakes and hold my hand while we tell stories and carve our names into the wood of the tree and remember us forever.
grey is the shade of every colour. grey because everything is a barren wasteland, everything is monotonous. yet there is a wild untamed beauty in its bleakness. everything starts with grey and ends with grey.
I love trees. They provide me with shade on a hot saturday afternoon. I’ll lay down a mat and indulge in a light coffee table novel.
Strangely, when i draw trees, they are bare.
She sat in the shade of a huge date palm. She had been in Tunisia for over a week now and was now totally relaxed. The warm rays of the sun caressed her body as she lay on the silver white sand, listening to the sounds of the ocean. A tall broad shouldered man was playing with a child at the edge of the water. The child sequealed with delight as the …
Sitting under the shade of the oak tree, I almost missed all the excitement across the street. I became alert at the sound of sirens. All at once the candy store was surrounded.
Shade trees are one of the greatest gifts to mankind. Nothing is better on a hot day than finding that one tree that will protect you from the suns harsh gaze.
I love the summer and how you can hide from the sun in the shade. Isn’t it funny how something like shade can change so dramatically with one letter? Think about it… shade = good. Shady = bad. Shady characters practice shady acts in shady neighborhoods where shady dealings are the norm. Quite different from being made in the shade!
the shade defines my other half
my shadows of the dark side
it frightens me, yet intregues me by the second
It’s a piece of relief from the burning sun.
A piece of wonderful. A place to think..in a tree, or on a piece of moss.Brushing your hair against branches…the shade can provide comfort…and everything you wanted.
it will protect you from everything….except…well alot of stuff.
Shade is a wonderful thing. There should be more of it.
I’m sitting in the shade. The cool air is a relief. I love relaxing here. Sitting in the shade is the only thing that helps me keep my cool. Especially on days like this. Days when the fighting never ends.
a color, a tint, a feeling, a shade. it comes suddenly, and fades so subtly that you never knew it was there.
shade is the most wonderful thing on a hot summer day. it refreshes you and gives you time to think about all that could be in life. it’s a truly wonderful thing that trees give us.
dark, colors,light.white,sun.cant hide from the sun fun at the beach sunburn
something you need to rely on to keep you from the summers heat, the summer sun. the summer sun scalds you with burning rage, it hurts. turns your skin red as a lobster.
I wear my shades because they are awesomely awesome. They’re are black, to cover my tearful eyes. No one will be able to see my true feelings through my eyes..
From the walnut tree I could see my grandmother hanging out the clothes. I thought about going to help her but then a sense of calm approached me. It’s name: shade.
what you find under a tree, or someplace the sun don’t shine.
There are these things, they lurk in the night, none can see them. They have bones within them of a skeleton once decaying. The aura of smoke around them they hover where they need to go. Undetected.