The cat pounces and I laugh as a tumble of scratchy pink is tangled around him in a messy jumble of bright and dark fur, and he looks up at me with pleading eyes to ask if he can help me escape. I laugh again and lazily roll him out of his predicament. He stretches and his haunches roll as well. “Thank you.”
ME
she pulled at my heart
with deliberation that shocked me
playing with me
as if i were a toy.
these strings she once held
so gently in her hand
now tug at my arms and legs
as if i were a puppet
keen on pleasing her.
but i love you.
erica jeffrey
dad’s leopard g-string.
Jason
Bird on a wire. Shoe without a string.
I live on a ‘shoe string’ budget.
String those lights.
He’s stringing me along.
String cheese… mmmmmmmmm.
String beans are best in summer.
String him up by his toe nails.
JB
Hmmm…string. What does one say about string? Don’t you hate it when you have a string that is hanging off of a sweater, and then when you pull it, a chunk of your sweater is missing? I hate that!
Tricia
String. Oh gosh, string.
String, for some reason, is at the center of the soft spot for every human being. Hell, other animals love string too.
String is just awesome. There are so many ways to keep yourself amused with string.
Goodness.
andriano
A string of thoughts, a little of everything. It is supposed to tight things. to keep em toguether. However is not always like that. It keeps you still most of the time, it takes away your freedom. Are we all connected with invisible strings? maybe, are we all being forced to stay still and loose our freedom? i think so. Let me fo
Adriana Barrantes
public String toString()
{
String s=”alifaan”;
for (int i=0;i<100;i++)
return s;
}
alifaan
toString()
alifaan
A thin line of fiber. Not much to look at. Not much to think about. But endless possibilities. A plaything, an organizer, a nuisance. All these and more are the heart of string.
Shandy
A ball of string unfurled and became the world. Animal, trees, songs, birds, stories falling in a long line beneath the sky. Oceans poured through the edges. People squeezed through the cracks. Butterflies and bees followed.
rekha.ohal
A connection. A lifeline, a way from one to another.
Jenna
Round, long, fuzzy, useful, colorful, fun. funny to watch, yarn,
Jenna
A piece of string connects me to you.
It’s thin and fragile, yet it’s held its place a long time.
It’s my heartstring. And it reaches yours.
I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to sever it. But I hope that the day I do, will be the happiest of my life.
Jenna
string theory. string….er, thong?
connecting math with material between my ass.
indeed, seems appropriate that many that study string theory rarely see strings in the metaphorical sense.
postmodernjinx
spinning it in a spiral motion as if it were my own little cat toy. I used to do that as a kid with one long piece and walk around my house with it. It also reminds me of that one episode of “Malcom in the Middle” when Francis was trapped in that cabin in Alaska (i think) and all of the workers with him were fighting one another for a small bit of string to play with.
Brian
I FOUND A STRING WITH TWO THREADS. Two threads, one string. A string, a thread. Three treads, two strings, one heart, four dollars.
Found.
Lost.
Warn.
The end.
Sean
je pense
j_n
string means a thread or something thats used to tie a thing..
string in programming means a group of characters..string
janaki
tied me to you, I Don’t think you know how I feel. Don’t you think you could at least try me? there’s no point in me looking across at you if you won’t even look back. Consider me your good luck charm, because nothing you’ve ever seen will come close to what you can find in me.
sarah
String is something that can put things together. It’s in clothing, puppets, relationships. I think it can be described in many important ways. Don’t cut string, it’ll cut a bind of something important.
alicia
I have a little string, with it I make some bling, I don’t know why I’m rhyming. I’ll stop. string I used to use when i was little and made friendship bracelets for all the people in my life, my friends, family, and even my dog. It brings back great memories….
jamie
The strings of my life my family my friends and my job the only string missing is the string of love which has been broken… the love of a soulmate is the only string I need.
jenny lopez
She holds the piece of string firmly between her hands. Pulls it, twists it. On one end, it begins. On the other, it ends.
Decides it is a metaphor for life. You can only put so much strain on it until it starts to fray.
She thinks, life is thin and mean.
Scissors.
Snip.
Gone.
Amanda
a slender thread running from my ribcage to yours; a tenuous tie that keeps us together, even when we’re thousands of miles apart. is that love? or something with no words to define it? a feeling, at any rate, that has kept me going for 24 months. and counting….
doree
The sting tied around her neck reminded me of the one around the rotisserie chickens at the grocery store. She, very much so like the foul we eat, was more dead then ever alive. I miss her.
Anonymous
A string is what connects us all. The string of truth. The string of life. Tie the string into a knot and life hits a speed bump. Stretch the string as long as it can be stretched and live life to the fullest. Knots are Nots.
Dan Nelken
The sting tied around her neck reminded me of the one around the rotisserie chickens at the grocery store. She, very much so like the foul we eat, was more dead then ever alive. I miss her.
Anonymous
A string is what connects us all. The string of truth. The string of life. Tie the string into a knot and life hits a speed bump. Stretch the string as long as it can be stretched and live life to the fullest. Knots are Nots.
Dan Nelken
a string is a datatype in many programming languages; strings are the basis for a theory that unites gravity with the other fundamental forces of the universe; a string is mnemonic that we tie on our fingers to remind us what we would otherwise forget; a string is what holds a shoe together and comforts our feet; a string stretches from house to house, end to end, two children playing with a can and enjoying their fun.
rory kulz
string. it can be used for so much. i used to build forts when i was little. out of bed sheets and blankets and pillows and kitchen chairs and couches and car interiors. and i always needed string. i used my shoe strings mostly. and bits of ribbon and hair ties.
bonnieb
on a string, on a string I was held
the way I move can you tell
that my actions are orchistrated from above
supercalafragalisticexpealadocious
The string dangled in front of her, Passing before her vision. Binding her to the one thought that circled her mind for endless days and nights.
Lunasha
The string of pearls glimmered as sunlight bounced off it in..
aaah this isn’t a good one :(
Akane
There is a string hanging from my ceiling fan for my cat to play with while I’m gone. I usually take it down when I’ve been spending a lot of time at home because it’s not the most attractive thing in my apartment, but it sure keeps my cat busy when I’m too busy to be there for her. There’s a little ball attached to the end of it with velcro on it, so it sticks. She bats it around all the time. Its wonderful.
Cory G
theory. flying. rope. lying. typing
in your throat. choking. clawing. wrenching. the fluttering of one thousand centuries steering through your uvula. stop it.
i hate it.
you are nothing. fly away, my sweet bird.
fly.
dance.
swing.s
ing.
ingingingingingingingin.
ING.
Devendra
A string? Why yes, a string, but a string holding the universe together, arguably more important than any other string known to man. Don’t touch it! It’s highly fragile which is the reason for scientific confusion on how it’s holding our existence up.
ChronicVagabond
String again!? I could have sworn I just wrote about string… yes, yes, I did. OK, string. It’s stringy. It’s actually pretty convoluted when you think about it, but because we as a species overlook the intricacies of life all too often we forget the importance of string. Seriously, it’s essential stuff! Chances are you’re wearing some form of string right now. I need a life.
Fenwick
I am one string strung for my life, strung up and down and strung in places no note should sound. I am tightened, slackened, singing. No bow required, just eager fingers.
Horatio
The string was attached to something beneath the water. That much I knew because the line was taut. I pulled with all my might and felt it give as something began to slowly creep towards the shore where me and my brother stood. I told him to stand back and I planted my feet in the sand and began to pull harder.
The cat pounces and I laugh as a tumble of scratchy pink is tangled around him in a messy jumble of bright and dark fur, and he looks up at me with pleading eyes to ask if he can help me escape. I laugh again and lazily roll him out of his predicament. He stretches and his haunches roll as well. “Thank you.”
she pulled at my heart
with deliberation that shocked me
playing with me
as if i were a toy.
these strings she once held
so gently in her hand
now tug at my arms and legs
as if i were a puppet
keen on pleasing her.
but i love you.
dad’s leopard g-string.
Bird on a wire. Shoe without a string.
I live on a ‘shoe string’ budget.
String those lights.
He’s stringing me along.
String cheese… mmmmmmmmm.
String beans are best in summer.
String him up by his toe nails.
Hmmm…string. What does one say about string? Don’t you hate it when you have a string that is hanging off of a sweater, and then when you pull it, a chunk of your sweater is missing? I hate that!
String. Oh gosh, string.
String, for some reason, is at the center of the soft spot for every human being. Hell, other animals love string too.
String is just awesome. There are so many ways to keep yourself amused with string.
Goodness.
A string of thoughts, a little of everything. It is supposed to tight things. to keep em toguether. However is not always like that. It keeps you still most of the time, it takes away your freedom. Are we all connected with invisible strings? maybe, are we all being forced to stay still and loose our freedom? i think so. Let me fo
public String toString()
{
String s=”alifaan”;
for (int i=0;i<100;i++)
return s;
}
toString()
A thin line of fiber. Not much to look at. Not much to think about. But endless possibilities. A plaything, an organizer, a nuisance. All these and more are the heart of string.
A ball of string unfurled and became the world. Animal, trees, songs, birds, stories falling in a long line beneath the sky. Oceans poured through the edges. People squeezed through the cracks. Butterflies and bees followed.
A connection. A lifeline, a way from one to another.
Round, long, fuzzy, useful, colorful, fun. funny to watch, yarn,
A piece of string connects me to you.
It’s thin and fragile, yet it’s held its place a long time.
It’s my heartstring. And it reaches yours.
I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to sever it. But I hope that the day I do, will be the happiest of my life.
string theory. string….er, thong?
connecting math with material between my ass.
indeed, seems appropriate that many that study string theory rarely see strings in the metaphorical sense.
spinning it in a spiral motion as if it were my own little cat toy. I used to do that as a kid with one long piece and walk around my house with it. It also reminds me of that one episode of “Malcom in the Middle” when Francis was trapped in that cabin in Alaska (i think) and all of the workers with him were fighting one another for a small bit of string to play with.
I FOUND A STRING WITH TWO THREADS. Two threads, one string. A string, a thread. Three treads, two strings, one heart, four dollars.
Found.
Lost.
Warn.
The end.
je pense
string means a thread or something thats used to tie a thing..
string in programming means a group of characters..string
tied me to you, I Don’t think you know how I feel. Don’t you think you could at least try me? there’s no point in me looking across at you if you won’t even look back. Consider me your good luck charm, because nothing you’ve ever seen will come close to what you can find in me.
String is something that can put things together. It’s in clothing, puppets, relationships. I think it can be described in many important ways. Don’t cut string, it’ll cut a bind of something important.
I have a little string, with it I make some bling, I don’t know why I’m rhyming. I’ll stop. string I used to use when i was little and made friendship bracelets for all the people in my life, my friends, family, and even my dog. It brings back great memories….
The strings of my life my family my friends and my job the only string missing is the string of love which has been broken… the love of a soulmate is the only string I need.
She holds the piece of string firmly between her hands. Pulls it, twists it. On one end, it begins. On the other, it ends.
Decides it is a metaphor for life. You can only put so much strain on it until it starts to fray.
She thinks, life is thin and mean.
Scissors.
Snip.
Gone.
a slender thread running from my ribcage to yours; a tenuous tie that keeps us together, even when we’re thousands of miles apart. is that love? or something with no words to define it? a feeling, at any rate, that has kept me going for 24 months. and counting….
The sting tied around her neck reminded me of the one around the rotisserie chickens at the grocery store. She, very much so like the foul we eat, was more dead then ever alive. I miss her.
A string is what connects us all. The string of truth. The string of life. Tie the string into a knot and life hits a speed bump. Stretch the string as long as it can be stretched and live life to the fullest. Knots are Nots.
The sting tied around her neck reminded me of the one around the rotisserie chickens at the grocery store. She, very much so like the foul we eat, was more dead then ever alive. I miss her.
A string is what connects us all. The string of truth. The string of life. Tie the string into a knot and life hits a speed bump. Stretch the string as long as it can be stretched and live life to the fullest. Knots are Nots.
a string is a datatype in many programming languages; strings are the basis for a theory that unites gravity with the other fundamental forces of the universe; a string is mnemonic that we tie on our fingers to remind us what we would otherwise forget; a string is what holds a shoe together and comforts our feet; a string stretches from house to house, end to end, two children playing with a can and enjoying their fun.
string. it can be used for so much. i used to build forts when i was little. out of bed sheets and blankets and pillows and kitchen chairs and couches and car interiors. and i always needed string. i used my shoe strings mostly. and bits of ribbon and hair ties.
on a string, on a string I was held
the way I move can you tell
that my actions are orchistrated from above
The string dangled in front of her, Passing before her vision. Binding her to the one thought that circled her mind for endless days and nights.
The string of pearls glimmered as sunlight bounced off it in..
aaah this isn’t a good one :(
There is a string hanging from my ceiling fan for my cat to play with while I’m gone. I usually take it down when I’ve been spending a lot of time at home because it’s not the most attractive thing in my apartment, but it sure keeps my cat busy when I’m too busy to be there for her. There’s a little ball attached to the end of it with velcro on it, so it sticks. She bats it around all the time. Its wonderful.
theory. flying. rope. lying. typing
in your throat. choking. clawing. wrenching. the fluttering of one thousand centuries steering through your uvula. stop it.
i hate it.
you are nothing. fly away, my sweet bird.
fly.
dance.
swing.s
ing.
ingingingingingingingin.
ING.
A string? Why yes, a string, but a string holding the universe together, arguably more important than any other string known to man. Don’t touch it! It’s highly fragile which is the reason for scientific confusion on how it’s holding our existence up.
String again!? I could have sworn I just wrote about string… yes, yes, I did. OK, string. It’s stringy. It’s actually pretty convoluted when you think about it, but because we as a species overlook the intricacies of life all too often we forget the importance of string. Seriously, it’s essential stuff! Chances are you’re wearing some form of string right now. I need a life.
I am one string strung for my life, strung up and down and strung in places no note should sound. I am tightened, slackened, singing. No bow required, just eager fingers.
The string was attached to something beneath the water. That much I knew because the line was taut. I pulled with all my might and felt it give as something began to slowly creep towards the shore where me and my brother stood. I told him to stand back and I planted my feet in the sand and began to pull harder.