Under the rug. Under the waves. Swept into a pile left on the floor to step in as I traverse from room to kitchen to room to kitchen to door. I track the dust through the halls marking my path. Where I’ve been. Where I have yet to go.
I’ve never been swept off my feet. In the movies they always have this one perfect guy who goes through all this trouble just to make you smile. He will say a simple phrase and you are falling, falling madly in love. This just doesn’t happen in real life. I want to be swept up by a sex god too ya’ know.
I’m writing about ‘swept’; people sweet with brooms. It’s cool because you can use them to clean the house and other things, like floors in kitchens and such. Also, you can sweep things under the rug, like dust, dirt, etc. Umm, sweep like the wind sweeps away the leaves of autumn, or Fall. They’re seasons. Sweeping like mom used to make me do as a chore. To be honest, I liked it more than vaccuming. It was easier especially on hard-wood floors, such as our kitchen.
Bobby
the wind gracefully swept the branches across the sky. So simple, yet such majestic movement. The simplicity of nature never ceases to astound me, yet I find that I don’t take nearly enough time to enjoy it.
Jeremy
This reminds me of something romantic like “My prince swept me off my feet.” I’d like to get married some day and sweep my bride off her feet up the stairs. I do have a girlfriend, and every time I look at her I’m swept away. It’s like my feet are never on the ground when I”m with her. She The word swept also reminds me of my job. I work at a restaurant and we always have to sweep. I think I’ve swept that kitchen a billion times since I started working there about two years ago.
Lauren
Windswept, the broom swept, her hair swept backwards off of her face to show her pale cheeks and determined eyes. Swept is an odd word. Like the gods wept, but without the god part and the wept felt bad so it took the s and added it to itself.
Brady Morris
If I get swept away by you again, let my feet fly from under me, then what happens when the wind dies down? When the love stops blowing me away? I fall, don’t I?
He swept me off my feet with his song. Plugged the iPod in, and boom. The music starts (a song I liked a lot) and he just kept looking at me and nodding. “yea? yea? yea?” Eyebrows raised. I closed up. Smiled. Looked away. Smiled. Looked away. Yes. Yes. Yes.
Jen
I was swept away by crimson tides beneath a tangerine sky. The clouds were pink and puffy as they hung over head, basking in the sunset glow on the horizon. I felt salty waves around my ankles, and sea breezes in my hair. All my troubles flew away as I stood at the water’s edge.
Whenever there was a storm, she left her house and immediately took a walk on the beach. There was nothing more beautiful to her than the ocean during a storm- the hope that with every growing, crashing wave, one would sweep her out to sea…
I swept the broom in the old brewery off of the main street in old England. You know, the main street right next to… writers block. The place where Harry Potter lives man, you know, like Gryffindor, the stone castles, the swamps and marshes, orcs and ogres, sorry not orcs like from Lord of the Rings, but dragons and what not, fire breathing monsters.
Matt Rosendin
I swept the ground. My roommates don’t sweep very often. Our floor is so messy and there are so many crumbs. I need to be better about sweeping on a regular basis and making sure our floor doesn’t get so dirty. Dirt attracts ants and other gross bugs. I hate bugs.
Tara
and so i was carried by the river of men, awash in the mass of flesh, gone and out of control. Swept away
Franck
I swept away the broken glass and thought of all that had just happened. What now? Where do we go from here? I know the answer, but that doesn’t mean I like it. She was taken away in an ambulance and all I could think of was not her, PLEASE not her!
the princess was swept off by the prince and they lived happily ever after for ever and ever. Until one day when the evil witch found the couple and cast a horrible spell that made the two forget each other.
Jen
away, gone. tired dirty work. swept into the ocean. drowned. swept under the rug. nothing to speak of. ashamed. nothing to be proud of. hurt. expired.
martikaacacia
La, la, la, la, LA!
she loved to sing. It made cleaning easier. currently, she was sweeping the kitchen for the fifth time that day.
emily
Sweeping across the land, i have nowhere to go, i feel lonely and tired, i passed out. A Man swept me to my feet and encouraged me to just keep going. I’ll find a purpose in life.
Laotze Carmona
i am swept. beneath carpets. beneath mattresses. the broom that pushes me over and under and deep into crevices like dust of bunnies and balloons. I have been swept over by breezes and winds and vicious storms. this one is not just sweeping. this is crushing me a little. you picked her in the most infinite way. i gave so much in for you. you give me this. this pang. this nothingness. this yucky sadness that sticks.
She anxiously swept the floor, waiting. It was all she could do to keep the fidgeting to a minimum. This was the day–the day that she had been waiting for for years. The day when World War II would finally end.
The door opened and she looked up, her piercing blue eyes anticipating the visitor.
A man, tall and strong, walked in, dressed in his uniform. Pure joy enveloped her, and she ran over to greet her husband. With much enthusiasm, she leaped into his arms and kissed him with all her might. They were together again–two pieces of a whole that would forever be melded to each other.
broom floor dust maid brown kitchen hardwood sunny sunset cabinet straw yarn red handle flurry
Hannah
I was swept away by the intensity in his eyes. The look on his face. The corners of his mouth turning up in a sweet smile. He cares about me. What a wonderful twist of fate. What a beautiful surprise.
Natalie
The rain has abated, for now. It swept down on us from the north last night just before sunset. Dudefellow was gone over the crest, seeking food in any form. We’ve yet to hear of him since. At first light we ride to find his trail or his corpse.
She was swept away in the dusk where they were waiting. They were expecting her for some time now. Why had he been late when going to get her? She was scared, but just being with him ment everything was going to be ok. It had to be, he loved her…..
Pongo
you were swept away. i was swept away. where did you go? we have yet to meet again.
madison
she swept me off my feet.
marina
swept away by the storm, by a big impact, something different things change and i am completely swept away by the extent of it all. swept away by love, falling, deeply falling.
Natalia
He swept me away with his love and compassion. His love for life was so obvious and amazing. We walked along the beach as the tide came in and out against the sand. I found a shell on the shore.
Michelle
I was swept away by the wind that day. It made me feel as though I was taken to another place. Kind of like when Alice fell down the rabbit hole. It made me think about an alternate universe, another place. Where life could be different. My own personal wonderland.
Kristen
He swept me away off of my feet and we headed down the corridor to the sweet smelling garden. My skin tingled with anticipation at what he was going to do next. My mouth fixed in an elated smile
Katherine Malone
hourglass, red-lipstick-wearing, polka-dot dress adorned girls and handsome soldiers, sweeping out bad-memory mind-clutter, hollywood, middle school girls trying out hideous bangs to be more “scene”, fall leaves on the road
someone please sweep me off my feet.
Kelsey
I didn’t know what I needed to do about the situation. I just knew I needed to act, and fast. I swept the newspapers to the side and jumped up. I needed to call, and I needed to stop wasting time. I dialed. He answered. I said to him, “It’s OK.” My words were met with silence.
Ann
the skies down here are so deep you can fall into them, nothing like the skies above my nyc…that are cut up and chopped by the expansive skyline.
i love m city, but the skes here i am taken by.
the people however, leave a whole lot to be desired. there is a certain kind of entitlement that i cannot abide by here as a northerner.
em
I swept the floor today with a broom, and now the floor is no longer covered with so much debris.
I swept my bangs to the side of my face to show the seriousness of the situation and my distressed face, Mom needed to see my face. This is awful! My shoes are ruined.
KRis
I want to be swept away. I haven’t been swept off my feet in quite some time… just the once, really. I wish there would be a charming young man who would come and sweep me away. He could bring me someplace where I feel beautiful and where I feel loved in every way.
Christine
swept up in the moment, simple, easy and free to be as we will be… as we are.
he swept me off my feet and i fell in love. then he didn’t catch me. i swept the floor because i had to clean or i wouldn’t get to go outside. i don’t know. i wanted to be caught.
Laney
It was hard to believe your eyes. It was all blue and gray and everywhere you turned you saw pieces of someone’s life go by- a dresser, a tire, a door, and on top of it a dog. The big wave had come and swept us all away, everything was destroyed.
Under the rug. Under the waves. Swept into a pile left on the floor to step in as I traverse from room to kitchen to room to kitchen to door. I track the dust through the halls marking my path. Where I’ve been. Where I have yet to go.
I’ve never been swept off my feet. In the movies they always have this one perfect guy who goes through all this trouble just to make you smile. He will say a simple phrase and you are falling, falling madly in love. This just doesn’t happen in real life. I want to be swept up by a sex god too ya’ know.
I’m writing about ‘swept’; people sweet with brooms. It’s cool because you can use them to clean the house and other things, like floors in kitchens and such. Also, you can sweep things under the rug, like dust, dirt, etc. Umm, sweep like the wind sweeps away the leaves of autumn, or Fall. They’re seasons. Sweeping like mom used to make me do as a chore. To be honest, I liked it more than vaccuming. It was easier especially on hard-wood floors, such as our kitchen.
the wind gracefully swept the branches across the sky. So simple, yet such majestic movement. The simplicity of nature never ceases to astound me, yet I find that I don’t take nearly enough time to enjoy it.
This reminds me of something romantic like “My prince swept me off my feet.” I’d like to get married some day and sweep my bride off her feet up the stairs. I do have a girlfriend, and every time I look at her I’m swept away. It’s like my feet are never on the ground when I”m with her. She The word swept also reminds me of my job. I work at a restaurant and we always have to sweep. I think I’ve swept that kitchen a billion times since I started working there about two years ago.
Windswept, the broom swept, her hair swept backwards off of her face to show her pale cheeks and determined eyes. Swept is an odd word. Like the gods wept, but without the god part and the wept felt bad so it took the s and added it to itself.
If I get swept away by you again, let my feet fly from under me, then what happens when the wind dies down? When the love stops blowing me away? I fall, don’t I?
He swept me off my feet with his song. Plugged the iPod in, and boom. The music starts (a song I liked a lot) and he just kept looking at me and nodding. “yea? yea? yea?” Eyebrows raised. I closed up. Smiled. Looked away. Smiled. Looked away. Yes. Yes. Yes.
I was swept away by crimson tides beneath a tangerine sky. The clouds were pink and puffy as they hung over head, basking in the sunset glow on the horizon. I felt salty waves around my ankles, and sea breezes in my hair. All my troubles flew away as I stood at the water’s edge.
Whenever there was a storm, she left her house and immediately took a walk on the beach. There was nothing more beautiful to her than the ocean during a storm- the hope that with every growing, crashing wave, one would sweep her out to sea…
I swept the broom in the old brewery off of the main street in old England. You know, the main street right next to… writers block. The place where Harry Potter lives man, you know, like Gryffindor, the stone castles, the swamps and marshes, orcs and ogres, sorry not orcs like from Lord of the Rings, but dragons and what not, fire breathing monsters.
I swept the ground. My roommates don’t sweep very often. Our floor is so messy and there are so many crumbs. I need to be better about sweeping on a regular basis and making sure our floor doesn’t get so dirty. Dirt attracts ants and other gross bugs. I hate bugs.
and so i was carried by the river of men, awash in the mass of flesh, gone and out of control. Swept away
I swept away the broken glass and thought of all that had just happened. What now? Where do we go from here? I know the answer, but that doesn’t mean I like it. She was taken away in an ambulance and all I could think of was not her, PLEASE not her!
the princess was swept off by the prince and they lived happily ever after for ever and ever. Until one day when the evil witch found the couple and cast a horrible spell that made the two forget each other.
away, gone. tired dirty work. swept into the ocean. drowned. swept under the rug. nothing to speak of. ashamed. nothing to be proud of. hurt. expired.
La, la, la, la, LA!
she loved to sing. It made cleaning easier. currently, she was sweeping the kitchen for the fifth time that day.
Sweeping across the land, i have nowhere to go, i feel lonely and tired, i passed out. A Man swept me to my feet and encouraged me to just keep going. I’ll find a purpose in life.
i am swept. beneath carpets. beneath mattresses. the broom that pushes me over and under and deep into crevices like dust of bunnies and balloons. I have been swept over by breezes and winds and vicious storms. this one is not just sweeping. this is crushing me a little. you picked her in the most infinite way. i gave so much in for you. you give me this. this pang. this nothingness. this yucky sadness that sticks.
She anxiously swept the floor, waiting. It was all she could do to keep the fidgeting to a minimum. This was the day–the day that she had been waiting for for years. The day when World War II would finally end.
The door opened and she looked up, her piercing blue eyes anticipating the visitor.
A man, tall and strong, walked in, dressed in his uniform. Pure joy enveloped her, and she ran over to greet her husband. With much enthusiasm, she leaped into his arms and kissed him with all her might. They were together again–two pieces of a whole that would forever be melded to each other.
broom floor dust maid brown kitchen hardwood sunny sunset cabinet straw yarn red handle flurry
I was swept away by the intensity in his eyes. The look on his face. The corners of his mouth turning up in a sweet smile. He cares about me. What a wonderful twist of fate. What a beautiful surprise.
The rain has abated, for now. It swept down on us from the north last night just before sunset. Dudefellow was gone over the crest, seeking food in any form. We’ve yet to hear of him since. At first light we ride to find his trail or his corpse.
She was swept away in the dusk where they were waiting. They were expecting her for some time now. Why had he been late when going to get her? She was scared, but just being with him ment everything was going to be ok. It had to be, he loved her…..
you were swept away. i was swept away. where did you go? we have yet to meet again.
she swept me off my feet.
swept away by the storm, by a big impact, something different things change and i am completely swept away by the extent of it all. swept away by love, falling, deeply falling.
He swept me away with his love and compassion. His love for life was so obvious and amazing. We walked along the beach as the tide came in and out against the sand. I found a shell on the shore.
I was swept away by the wind that day. It made me feel as though I was taken to another place. Kind of like when Alice fell down the rabbit hole. It made me think about an alternate universe, another place. Where life could be different. My own personal wonderland.
He swept me away off of my feet and we headed down the corridor to the sweet smelling garden. My skin tingled with anticipation at what he was going to do next. My mouth fixed in an elated smile
hourglass, red-lipstick-wearing, polka-dot dress adorned girls and handsome soldiers, sweeping out bad-memory mind-clutter, hollywood, middle school girls trying out hideous bangs to be more “scene”, fall leaves on the road
someone please sweep me off my feet.
I didn’t know what I needed to do about the situation. I just knew I needed to act, and fast. I swept the newspapers to the side and jumped up. I needed to call, and I needed to stop wasting time. I dialed. He answered. I said to him, “It’s OK.” My words were met with silence.
the skies down here are so deep you can fall into them, nothing like the skies above my nyc…that are cut up and chopped by the expansive skyline.
i love m city, but the skes here i am taken by.
the people however, leave a whole lot to be desired. there is a certain kind of entitlement that i cannot abide by here as a northerner.
I swept the floor today with a broom, and now the floor is no longer covered with so much debris.
i swept up all of the lung junk
by blowing my nose
unfortunately
it hasn’t made me feel much better
damn bronchitis
I swept my bangs to the side of my face to show the seriousness of the situation and my distressed face, Mom needed to see my face. This is awful! My shoes are ruined.
I want to be swept away. I haven’t been swept off my feet in quite some time… just the once, really. I wish there would be a charming young man who would come and sweep me away. He could bring me someplace where I feel beautiful and where I feel loved in every way.
swept up in the moment, simple, easy and free to be as we will be… as we are.
he swept me off my feet and i fell in love. then he didn’t catch me. i swept the floor because i had to clean or i wouldn’t get to go outside. i don’t know. i wanted to be caught.
It was hard to believe your eyes. It was all blue and gray and everywhere you turned you saw pieces of someone’s life go by- a dresser, a tire, a door, and on top of it a dog. The big wave had come and swept us all away, everything was destroyed.