I look at the step but don’t judge it. If I take it, everything changes. It was a jarring push that made the decision for me as rubber met the step forcefully. My shaking feet tried to stand, but I knew it was useless. This was it. Decision made. I’d taken the step.
The program had twelve steps, all of which I wrote using sound logic for informative people. Alone, one won’t get very far. The contradictions, the fallacies, the natural hesitations all may get in the way. –A philosopher in study of these steps.
Dan
one is all it takes to make this real, make this right….
when do i get to take the next step into real life? into the living part of it that i keep hearing so much about?
lynnette
Follow the steps. One two three four. Don’t step on anyone toes. This is the key to a happy life.
Or the key to successful ballroom dancing.
Which could lead to a happy life.
So that’s all good. Win.
Amai
One step came right after the first, they all the way to Daddy’s arm to stubbled through the rubble of our once lovely home. You at 7 weeks old walked right out of the door of that desolate house.
Camille Goulet
I step down the glass ramp
Into oblivion.
My hourglass mind slips into
A state of pain
Unlike any other.
Cannon
Life is consist of a series of steps. Every time we reach a new goal, we are one step higher than we were before. On a higher step, we can see farther and consequently become wiser. With increased knowledge comes the gradual revelation that there are many new mysteries in life.
Step. I remember the Brady Bunch episode where one of the boys felt like a step; maybe it was Bobby. He ran away, and Carol insisted on going with him, suitcase packed. Rest in peace, Sherwood Schwartz. You showed many of us with less than ideal families, what a nice family was like. You showed a model to follow, for those of us who didn’t experience that model in our own homes.
one front
two and far to go
dim lights and shadows
yearn for horizons.
an untied shoelace
wraps around the hemisphere
i’ve yet to explore.
more one fronts two
barking for the right steps
up the willow.
“Step by step, piece by piece.” So begins a great song by Katie Melua … Or at least I think that’s how it goes. That’s how it goes in my mind. Anyway, it’s a fabulous song and I love to sing along to it. That’s all I have to say on the matter today.
It just took one step. One step and I would be free, grow up, and move on with my life. But that last look over my shoulder–to all that was–was just too tempting. How could I leave it behind just like that. I can not grow out of it. Everything that happens now just grows on those old experiences and friendships. It is not as simple as just a step.
Danielle
Step. Breath. Step. Breath. Step. Breath.
It was her first time out of the bed in months. Every step brought a shot of pain through her entire body. But it was worth it. She was walking.
Step towards me, come into my world. See the beauty inside. The endless colors, vibrant, unforgettable. Hear joyous cries carrying into the night. Seeing the proud tree tips touch the skies. Experience God’s world in full light. Step into my world. All it takes is a step.
How can I write anything in 60 seconds?? I took pottery in high school instead of typing and suffer terribly for it. Maybe I should invest in those typing programs online. I tried to take a community college course to re-learn how to type correctly. Epic fail. Prefer to hunt and peck.
Kristen
Growth occurs in a series of steps, not just in one go. Just like that, life must be passed in a series of moments, not just one outcome. Similarly, forgiveness takes a series of choices, slowly leading up to emancipation.
Nishat
“Are you ready to move on?”
I looked out the window. My fingers thrummed against the table and bit my lip. “Not really, no.”
“Still in denial?”
“No.”
“Then what’s holding you back?”
A bird outside dropped a stick from its beak into its slowly developing nest. “There’s no point.”
Step by step, day by day.
Be kind to your web-footed friends, for a duck may be someone’s mother.
She took slow and steady steps as she inched towards the frightened animal…
step aside people
we’re here to make us proud
we’re not going to work against you
but we’re on our own cloud
if you’d like to watch you can stay
but if you don’t like smiling
i suggest you just go away
cause happiness is contagious
so don’t blame us for laughing
life is amazing
and it’s just the beginning
step by step we go through life. step by step we become the person we have always dreamt of becoming. speaking of dreamt, it is the only word ending with “mt”. there are 18 steps that i must take to go upstairs.
sarahkmiec
it was the wrong thing she was sure but she was helpless, she would invite him to come, she would answer the door in her almost nothing and she would invite him to her bed, a scotch to start but to her bed make no mistake it was the wrong thing she was sure but it was her only chance
Step, spin, style, spotlight, change. Step into the spotlight. Step off stage. I was only once center stage but the moment I stepped on I realized it wasn’t quite for me.
My friend Lindsay loves her step classes. I wish I had the nerve to go to step. It looks like such good exercise, but I’m too self conscious that people will look at me and laugh. There are so many mirrors and too many windows. I would feel like there was a spotlight on me. So I stay fat.
step by step I walk to the dungeons of that one place and it’s really creepy and ..
Rhoda Hudson
I step into the new world, not ashamed or afraid to go on. I check my pace and go with the flow; limping at first and then my stride becomes more powerful. My gate becomes stronger…
Elizabeth
I step in the light
Avery
I stepped out into the chill autumn air, wondering what I was going to do. I wanted to run and hide but I knew that sooner or later I would have to face this. I would have to take control of my life and do what is right for me. But part of me wanted to step right back into my house, climb back into my bed and sleep forever. If only.
Ali
steping stones
i stepped on the stairs
Will i fall of the stairs?
i step in to my new home and smell the newness
Step
The first one was remembering that nothing mattered and there was nothing I could do to prevent it from happening. And as I went along, I started realizing that maybe there was something I could have done. Perhaps had I been more vocal from the beginning, in the beginning, things would have changed or altered or been different for me than they were
Meg
I step out from the darkness holding me back
Step up for the one that are still stuck in this
World too blinded to step up
Step
Here I am, taking the next step. It looks dark. Looking back, I see the light streaming across the other steps, but this next one is so dark. In fact, it might not be a step at all…I fear that perhaps it doesn’t exist. If I move forward, what will happen to me?
Step by step I began to realize what I was born to be. I was born to be doing God’s will. And it is to be of service to people. So I decided to be a doctor. A psychological doctor, as a matter of fact.
Stepping into the room was like being force fed the instrumental discord of an entire freshmen band class, it utterly overwhelmed the senses. He failed to understand how his music grated on her, how it robbed the girl of sanity and offered up in its stead, sheer irascibility and frustration, freeing an otherwise creative mind of focus and drive. This is why they shouldn’t share an office.
A movement, a jointure, when one takes a step they are acting upon the essence of life.
Rena
“The first step is the last.” It was just crazy enough that I had to do a double-take.
“How’s that?” The bum just stared at me saying nothing. Perhaps I had misunderstood the poor soul.
Raymond Masters
“I will have to watch my step
because, you see,
this is a mountain
it’s not very easy to walk up mountains,”
she told me
and I thought
she was the dumbest hiking partner
I’d ever had
I look at the step but don’t judge it. If I take it, everything changes. It was a jarring push that made the decision for me as rubber met the step forcefully. My shaking feet tried to stand, but I knew it was useless. This was it. Decision made. I’d taken the step.
The program had twelve steps, all of which I wrote using sound logic for informative people. Alone, one won’t get very far. The contradictions, the fallacies, the natural hesitations all may get in the way. –A philosopher in study of these steps.
one is all it takes to make this real, make this right….
when do i get to take the next step into real life? into the living part of it that i keep hearing so much about?
Follow the steps. One two three four. Don’t step on anyone toes. This is the key to a happy life.
Or the key to successful ballroom dancing.
Which could lead to a happy life.
So that’s all good. Win.
One step came right after the first, they all the way to Daddy’s arm to stubbled through the rubble of our once lovely home. You at 7 weeks old walked right out of the door of that desolate house.
I step down the glass ramp
Into oblivion.
My hourglass mind slips into
A state of pain
Unlike any other.
Life is consist of a series of steps. Every time we reach a new goal, we are one step higher than we were before. On a higher step, we can see farther and consequently become wiser. With increased knowledge comes the gradual revelation that there are many new mysteries in life.
One step, there is.
One step to say what you need.
One step to get away.
Step. I remember the Brady Bunch episode where one of the boys felt like a step; maybe it was Bobby. He ran away, and Carol insisted on going with him, suitcase packed. Rest in peace, Sherwood Schwartz. You showed many of us with less than ideal families, what a nice family was like. You showed a model to follow, for those of us who didn’t experience that model in our own homes.
one front
two and far to go
dim lights and shadows
yearn for horizons.
an untied shoelace
wraps around the hemisphere
i’ve yet to explore.
more one fronts two
barking for the right steps
up the willow.
“Step by step, piece by piece.” So begins a great song by Katie Melua … Or at least I think that’s how it goes. That’s how it goes in my mind. Anyway, it’s a fabulous song and I love to sing along to it. That’s all I have to say on the matter today.
It just took one step. One step and I would be free, grow up, and move on with my life. But that last look over my shoulder–to all that was–was just too tempting. How could I leave it behind just like that. I can not grow out of it. Everything that happens now just grows on those old experiences and friendships. It is not as simple as just a step.
Step. Breath. Step. Breath. Step. Breath.
It was her first time out of the bed in months. Every step brought a shot of pain through her entire body. But it was worth it. She was walking.
Step towards me, come into my world. See the beauty inside. The endless colors, vibrant, unforgettable. Hear joyous cries carrying into the night. Seeing the proud tree tips touch the skies. Experience God’s world in full light. Step into my world. All it takes is a step.
How can I write anything in 60 seconds?? I took pottery in high school instead of typing and suffer terribly for it. Maybe I should invest in those typing programs online. I tried to take a community college course to re-learn how to type correctly. Epic fail. Prefer to hunt and peck.
Growth occurs in a series of steps, not just in one go. Just like that, life must be passed in a series of moments, not just one outcome. Similarly, forgiveness takes a series of choices, slowly leading up to emancipation.
“Are you ready to move on?”
I looked out the window. My fingers thrummed against the table and bit my lip. “Not really, no.”
“Still in denial?”
“No.”
“Then what’s holding you back?”
A bird outside dropped a stick from its beak into its slowly developing nest. “There’s no point.”
Step by step, day by day.
Be kind to your web-footed friends, for a duck may be someone’s mother.
She took slow and steady steps as she inched towards the frightened animal…
step aside people
we’re here to make us proud
we’re not going to work against you
but we’re on our own cloud
if you’d like to watch you can stay
but if you don’t like smiling
i suggest you just go away
cause happiness is contagious
so don’t blame us for laughing
life is amazing
and it’s just the beginning
© LL
step by step we go through life. step by step we become the person we have always dreamt of becoming. speaking of dreamt, it is the only word ending with “mt”. there are 18 steps that i must take to go upstairs.
it was the wrong thing she was sure but she was helpless, she would invite him to come, she would answer the door in her almost nothing and she would invite him to her bed, a scotch to start but to her bed make no mistake it was the wrong thing she was sure but it was her only chance
Step, spin, style, spotlight, change. Step into the spotlight. Step off stage. I was only once center stage but the moment I stepped on I realized it wasn’t quite for me.
My friend Lindsay loves her step classes. I wish I had the nerve to go to step. It looks like such good exercise, but I’m too self conscious that people will look at me and laugh. There are so many mirrors and too many windows. I would feel like there was a spotlight on me. So I stay fat.
step by step I walk to the dungeons of that one place and it’s really creepy and ..
I step into the new world, not ashamed or afraid to go on. I check my pace and go with the flow; limping at first and then my stride becomes more powerful. My gate becomes stronger…
I step in the light
I stepped out into the chill autumn air, wondering what I was going to do. I wanted to run and hide but I knew that sooner or later I would have to face this. I would have to take control of my life and do what is right for me. But part of me wanted to step right back into my house, climb back into my bed and sleep forever. If only.
steping stones
i stepped on the stairs
Will i fall of the stairs?
i step in to my new home and smell the newness
The first one was remembering that nothing mattered and there was nothing I could do to prevent it from happening. And as I went along, I started realizing that maybe there was something I could have done. Perhaps had I been more vocal from the beginning, in the beginning, things would have changed or altered or been different for me than they were
I step out from the darkness holding me back
Step up for the one that are still stuck in this
World too blinded to step up
Here I am, taking the next step. It looks dark. Looking back, I see the light streaming across the other steps, but this next one is so dark. In fact, it might not be a step at all…I fear that perhaps it doesn’t exist. If I move forward, what will happen to me?
I shall step into my snowshoes and crunch my way out to the field. Snow, crystalline brightness, I miss you!
one…two…three…four…five…six…seven…eight…nine…ten…eleven…twelve… …three-hundred-forty-seven… …two-thousand-ninety-eight…
During a county wide race, i remember being one step away from beating my biggest competitor…I lunged over the finish line and won by that one step
Step by step I began to realize what I was born to be. I was born to be doing God’s will. And it is to be of service to people. So I decided to be a doctor. A psychological doctor, as a matter of fact.
Stepping into the room was like being force fed the instrumental discord of an entire freshmen band class, it utterly overwhelmed the senses. He failed to understand how his music grated on her, how it robbed the girl of sanity and offered up in its stead, sheer irascibility and frustration, freeing an otherwise creative mind of focus and drive. This is why they shouldn’t share an office.
A movement, a jointure, when one takes a step they are acting upon the essence of life.
“The first step is the last.” It was just crazy enough that I had to do a double-take.
“How’s that?” The bum just stared at me saying nothing. Perhaps I had misunderstood the poor soul.
“I will have to watch my step
because, you see,
this is a mountain
it’s not very easy to walk up mountains,”
she told me
and I thought
she was the dumbest hiking partner
I’d ever had