It was time again for the winter soltice, but this year she was in no mood to celebrate. What did it matter, after all? Nothing was going to change in one night…
Bailey
The sun is at his peak. He will never be higher or more distant from us. Is he lonely? Summertime is time for solace.
Heather
why is this still the word? when does it change? does it change like the seasons, like the solstice’s? is that even the right plural?
i miss you duncan and i wish that you didnt change your mind like the seasons. i miss you and its only been a few hours. why can’t you be ready for me? im ready for you. im oh so ready for you.
stephanie
A time of awareness. Connections to the earth. Singing, dancing moon. Warm nights and giggles. Moonlight floods the world.
Zoe
I went to a winter solstice party with my girlfriend and her mother. We saw someone we worked with. We both laughed for hours afterward. I told my girlfriend that the only reason I would ever remember her was because of the impression she did.
wb
wintery skies full of wintery pies and many different colored lexicons. A man stands brandishing a yellow port wine with a mellow portly swine chomping at bits in the swells. It tells constantly of constince modestly to the beat of a timbre lattice.
paul blacketer
We were the only ones in the forest, bathed in the moonlight. We thankful for the harvest. We were natural.
steph
the summer solstice brings so much joy and sadness mixed into a bundle of sunshine. I love the heat, the passion of the longest, sweatiest day of the year. But that also means than we are no longer climbing the peak and everything, eventually comes down. after that we work our way to winter.
V
a solstice is something in the solar system. its amazingly amazing. it reminds me of the stars and planets up there that i probably will never be able to see.. i think that a solstice provides people with hope and wonder. I think people need this kind of amazement above us to hope in life.
someone
the summer solstice is my favorite part of the year. the way the warm winds blow on my face, the bright sun playing leapfrog from fluffy white cloud to another. im finally happy here on the beach. its truly what ive wanted all my life. i dont think you could get away with murder anywhere else like you could here.
Will
Either of the two times of the year when the sun is at its greatest distance from the celestial equator
ashish
shit. pants. umbrella. bricks. vodka. cheap women. yolanda down the street.
elaine
For equality may come
But only twice per year
The order of the sun and moon
Forbidden by the heavens
For waht consequence must we pay
Or bountiful reward,
May we reap,
If ever a solstice appeared.
savanna
It wasn’t solistice, really–it was undefinenable, it lacked any explanation that would satisy his teacher or his father whos tood at the door glaring half angry, half listless as he himself stare dout the window, pointedly, trying to avoid his father’s presence and at the same time find something meaningful in the way the night shone through his window.
amc
the sumMer solstice the winter solstice I DON’T KNOW HOW TO EXPLAIN THEM THEY HAVE TO DO WITH THE CHANGING OF THE SEASONS BUT IN MUCH NICER WORDS THAN JUST THE CHANGING OF THE SEASONS
danika
the summer solstice was the name of the story. but some words carry tinges that only belong to some. solstice was that night when you and i talked beside the pool, outside the party. i woke up smiling for days, you made me so happy then.
psychepsyche
scraping knuckles on hidden ice rough on the hood of my car.
angry red melting the clean haughty white.
i fucking hate winter.
goldaline
the winter solsitce is something i know absolutlely nothing about. there is no reason i should know but i do want to learn. it sounds like an interesting time and i wonder if the traditions of that would change my hatered for winter.
jasmine
Ah, the winter solstice. Always cold this time of year. Its not just that snow that’s cold, so is my heart. This is the time of year that she left, never to return… at least, not as my partner, nooo, she found my best friend.
masteraramil
all hearts in love use their own tongues
sam
What the hell is a solstice… well using my stem words sol means sun so im guessing its about the sun and ive heard it before im just having a brain fart but yeah it sounds like a crazy thing the sun does or some shit hahaha well whatever i sound stupid
Allison
today is the winter solstice dec/22 2008 i don’t know much about the solstice other than it is there is on e in winter and one in summer
noodles
soul-stice. for me, it is a place where the souls gather as we all work out our karma and try to let ourselves – and each other – go.
J
Midnight is cocked,
and through the barrel of time,
our redemption is reached,
our solstice, so sublime.
Forgiveness will follow,
mercy will chime,
like how your eyes spark
diamonds when they
look into mine.
Rick Veloz
It was summer. Warm. Sweat dripping into fabric, onto sheet. This is my solace, this is my solstice, hidden away under shadows of deep heat, of blistering suns, hidden. There is nothing left but the seasonal change of a reasonable way.
Terry B.
sun and the moon are creating longer and shorter days depending on the time of the year and the place on earth. We watched the days go by and the nights get shorter as we waited for the summer to begin.
Ian McCreary
The winter solstice approaches.
My toes and fingers are starting to freeze from the snow between them.
I love it.
The numbness.
It’s the physical counterpart to my state of mind.
“A strange sympathy betwixt the soul and body.”
Chelsie Bryant
The winter solstice approaches.
My toes and fingers are going numb from snow between them, and I love it.
I love the cold.
The numbness.
It’s the physical counterpart to the state of my soul.
“A strange sympathy betwixt the mind and body.”
Chelsie
The winter solstice approaches.
My toes and fingers are going numb from snow between them, and I love it.
I love the cold.
The numbness.
It’s the physical counterpart to the state of my soul.
“A strange sympathy betwixt the mind and body.”
Chelsie
I had to look up this word in the dictionary. another one I don’t recognize. been speaking english since I was 7.. the shortest day, of the year or a point on the ecliptic. somehow, I can relate to both.
cookadoodi
And the wind blew like ice. Not in that it was cold, but in that it reminded me of my youth. Of camping and hiking and fathers who loved me.
It reminded me of being young and having nothing in the world but my father to love me.
It’s warm now. The wind feels like grass and flowers and sweat, and my father is dead.
I killed him.
Fucker couldn’t pitch a tent.
raghav
Longest day of the year, shortest day of the year.
Natasha
solstice in solitude
blank harvest moon
dog days of summer
time gone too soon
kelly
winter solstice is upon us little boys and girls. feel free to celebrate it will all the joy you have in your hearts.
vamps
the solstice brings a whirling rushing close, a salacious beginning, you me hands fire something in the air ice crystals or leaves i can’t tell and we’re running and running and running and the earth is running the other way
penelope
You can’t have a fucking quantum of one of these.
Blikk
I wrapped her Pontiac Solstice around that tree a year ago today. I really hated that car; almost as much as I hated her. Anyway, she got a Camry or something equally boring. I drive an old ice cream truck.
Sean
Soltice… a word of longest. Sounds like solace – can you find solace in a solstice? Always days of celebration, yet only two a year. Winter and Summer
Make it through the longest day or night.
Shelley
I don’t even know what it means
Maybe solace?
It sure looks like it
But looks can be deceiving
And I’m sure as hell deceived by it
genevieve
my parents are in florida, at the winter solstice celebration, going through their crap. dealing with their own hurt and all the hurt of all the generations before them. blood memory; the pain of growing, and of existence, from everyone in our lineage. it lives within us until we process it. that’s why “going within” is so profoundly healing. and so hard.
It was time again for the winter soltice, but this year she was in no mood to celebrate. What did it matter, after all? Nothing was going to change in one night…
The sun is at his peak. He will never be higher or more distant from us. Is he lonely? Summertime is time for solace.
why is this still the word? when does it change? does it change like the seasons, like the solstice’s? is that even the right plural?
i miss you duncan and i wish that you didnt change your mind like the seasons. i miss you and its only been a few hours. why can’t you be ready for me? im ready for you. im oh so ready for you.
A time of awareness. Connections to the earth. Singing, dancing moon. Warm nights and giggles. Moonlight floods the world.
I went to a winter solstice party with my girlfriend and her mother. We saw someone we worked with. We both laughed for hours afterward. I told my girlfriend that the only reason I would ever remember her was because of the impression she did.
wintery skies full of wintery pies and many different colored lexicons. A man stands brandishing a yellow port wine with a mellow portly swine chomping at bits in the swells. It tells constantly of constince modestly to the beat of a timbre lattice.
We were the only ones in the forest, bathed in the moonlight. We thankful for the harvest. We were natural.
the summer solstice brings so much joy and sadness mixed into a bundle of sunshine. I love the heat, the passion of the longest, sweatiest day of the year. But that also means than we are no longer climbing the peak and everything, eventually comes down. after that we work our way to winter.
a solstice is something in the solar system. its amazingly amazing. it reminds me of the stars and planets up there that i probably will never be able to see.. i think that a solstice provides people with hope and wonder. I think people need this kind of amazement above us to hope in life.
the summer solstice is my favorite part of the year. the way the warm winds blow on my face, the bright sun playing leapfrog from fluffy white cloud to another. im finally happy here on the beach. its truly what ive wanted all my life. i dont think you could get away with murder anywhere else like you could here.
Either of the two times of the year when the sun is at its greatest distance from the celestial equator
shit. pants. umbrella. bricks. vodka. cheap women. yolanda down the street.
For equality may come
But only twice per year
The order of the sun and moon
Forbidden by the heavens
For waht consequence must we pay
Or bountiful reward,
May we reap,
If ever a solstice appeared.
It wasn’t solistice, really–it was undefinenable, it lacked any explanation that would satisy his teacher or his father whos tood at the door glaring half angry, half listless as he himself stare dout the window, pointedly, trying to avoid his father’s presence and at the same time find something meaningful in the way the night shone through his window.
the sumMer solstice the winter solstice I DON’T KNOW HOW TO EXPLAIN THEM THEY HAVE TO DO WITH THE CHANGING OF THE SEASONS BUT IN MUCH NICER WORDS THAN JUST THE CHANGING OF THE SEASONS
the summer solstice was the name of the story. but some words carry tinges that only belong to some. solstice was that night when you and i talked beside the pool, outside the party. i woke up smiling for days, you made me so happy then.
scraping knuckles on hidden ice rough on the hood of my car.
angry red melting the clean haughty white.
i fucking hate winter.
the winter solsitce is something i know absolutlely nothing about. there is no reason i should know but i do want to learn. it sounds like an interesting time and i wonder if the traditions of that would change my hatered for winter.
Ah, the winter solstice. Always cold this time of year. Its not just that snow that’s cold, so is my heart. This is the time of year that she left, never to return… at least, not as my partner, nooo, she found my best friend.
all hearts in love use their own tongues
What the hell is a solstice… well using my stem words sol means sun so im guessing its about the sun and ive heard it before im just having a brain fart but yeah it sounds like a crazy thing the sun does or some shit hahaha well whatever i sound stupid
today is the winter solstice dec/22 2008 i don’t know much about the solstice other than it is there is on e in winter and one in summer
soul-stice. for me, it is a place where the souls gather as we all work out our karma and try to let ourselves – and each other – go.
Midnight is cocked,
and through the barrel of time,
our redemption is reached,
our solstice, so sublime.
Forgiveness will follow,
mercy will chime,
like how your eyes spark
diamonds when they
look into mine.
It was summer. Warm. Sweat dripping into fabric, onto sheet. This is my solace, this is my solstice, hidden away under shadows of deep heat, of blistering suns, hidden. There is nothing left but the seasonal change of a reasonable way.
sun and the moon are creating longer and shorter days depending on the time of the year and the place on earth. We watched the days go by and the nights get shorter as we waited for the summer to begin.
The winter solstice approaches.
My toes and fingers are starting to freeze from the snow between them.
I love it.
The numbness.
It’s the physical counterpart to my state of mind.
“A strange sympathy betwixt the soul and body.”
The winter solstice approaches.
My toes and fingers are going numb from snow between them, and I love it.
I love the cold.
The numbness.
It’s the physical counterpart to the state of my soul.
“A strange sympathy betwixt the mind and body.”
The winter solstice approaches.
My toes and fingers are going numb from snow between them, and I love it.
I love the cold.
The numbness.
It’s the physical counterpart to the state of my soul.
“A strange sympathy betwixt the mind and body.”
I had to look up this word in the dictionary. another one I don’t recognize. been speaking english since I was 7.. the shortest day, of the year or a point on the ecliptic. somehow, I can relate to both.
And the wind blew like ice. Not in that it was cold, but in that it reminded me of my youth. Of camping and hiking and fathers who loved me.
It reminded me of being young and having nothing in the world but my father to love me.
It’s warm now. The wind feels like grass and flowers and sweat, and my father is dead.
I killed him.
Fucker couldn’t pitch a tent.
Longest day of the year, shortest day of the year.
solstice in solitude
blank harvest moon
dog days of summer
time gone too soon
winter solstice is upon us little boys and girls. feel free to celebrate it will all the joy you have in your hearts.
the solstice brings a whirling rushing close, a salacious beginning, you me hands fire something in the air ice crystals or leaves i can’t tell and we’re running and running and running and the earth is running the other way
You can’t have a fucking quantum of one of these.
I wrapped her Pontiac Solstice around that tree a year ago today. I really hated that car; almost as much as I hated her. Anyway, she got a Camry or something equally boring. I drive an old ice cream truck.
Soltice… a word of longest. Sounds like solace – can you find solace in a solstice? Always days of celebration, yet only two a year. Winter and Summer
Make it through the longest day or night.
I don’t even know what it means
Maybe solace?
It sure looks like it
But looks can be deceiving
And I’m sure as hell deceived by it
my parents are in florida, at the winter solstice celebration, going through their crap. dealing with their own hurt and all the hurt of all the generations before them. blood memory; the pain of growing, and of existence, from everyone in our lineage. it lives within us until we process it. that’s why “going within” is so profoundly healing. and so hard.