The tide was rolling in. Ernest only had a couple of hours to get the seasheep back into the pen before they’d get swept away by the harsh ocean. Just like every other day. Something about today was different though. Today, a lost sneaker on the shore; a memento for a visitor long ago
and I look out to that open tide
feeling a heavy wind blowin’ from the side
never have I see such a masterpiece
getting warm in this sweater guess it’s prolly feece
Rizzy Ryou
the rising tide the rushing tide the tides that bind the search overload has done this to us. the tides in the tree the wind in the willows the willow ins in winter the winter queen word association can only take us so far before we get our meaning out we need to mean something.
Beth
the tide is high but i’m moving on. i’m gonna be your number one. number one, youre number one. sitting on shore and watching the tide. sailing and watching the stars. sitting on a yacht and thinking about leaving everything behinde and starting new, starting everything all over again
noga
Jeremy stood on the shore. The winds pushed him back. He pushed back harder. He clutched the ring in his hand and prepared to throw. There would be no turning back. Everything he worked for was gone.
Ben Bowman
swepting me up inside of you
holding onto me and no matter how hard i try to pull away. You have to move with what is natural to you
Your love, taking over me
and I have no choice but to go with the ride of the tide
your rhyme, your flavor
Shadel Preddy
The ocean rips, tears, crashes and burns. Salty and full of life and also death, sunken ships, old wood, ancient pots and treasures and lava.
Mike
He grabbed the Tide. Would this do the trick? Is there some other way to get blood out of a white shirt? You think Martha Stewart would have something by now. All well.
Brad
The tide rolled in an covered up their footprints, like it was somehow erasing their past. But those footprints were deep. The lives together were already lived and there was no going back.
Jim H
tide is a lot of things to a lot of people, some thonk of the ocean, others like me think of the laundry detergent that is curently stianing my dog. dumbass.
Brian
It was dusk and the tide was rolling in. All he could think about, with his toes in the sand, where the mistakes he had made and the people he had hurt along the way.
The tide cam in late that day. It normally came in in the early dusk, but for some reason today it came out in the late darkness of night. What caused the tide to change, was it a change in the environment, or was it something far more sinister?
Justin
As the tide rode in, and the white water splashed up against the rocks. All I could hear was a ringing in my ear, a sceam in the distance, and the slow beating heart rate. I knew it couldn’t be long until the inevitable would happen. My only question was: whose inevitable was this? My vision blurred and refocused to my drawing; now ruined due to the slash I made during my most recent sight.
They met at the laundry mat. The old dilapidated building on the corner wedged between a Mexican restaurant and donut shop. She was running low on detergent and he just happened to have her preferred brand, Tide. It wasn’t much, but it was something. ‘I’ll take it,’ he thought. And he did.
Seth
The tide was in. It began to swell with great fervor and I felt the blue giant throat grab me. This is not the right tide,this isnt the one that should take me. This is the wrong tide. Its over,this was the tide.
Damien C
The tide came in early, before I was ready for it. I always wondered what people did this early in the morning, and this was my chance to find out. I took off my robe and dipped my toes into the cool water before thinking “this is stupid,” putting my robe back on and heading home to go back to sleep.
Megan
the tide rises and the tide falls. it feels like it’s rushing over me as I clamor to breathe. it’s enveloping me. it’s salty tongue licks at my curly hair. there’s venom in it’s bite. but i swim and swim and fight against it’s mighty hand. and yet, I’m where I began. the tide rises and the tide falls.
Ali
the ocean’s tide swept away her feelings as she wiggled her toes in the sandy beach. why he left her, she’d never know. all she knew was that this could be the start of a new life for her. a life unknown and unexpected. but she was going to live it
jessica
amazing how it rushed up… like a small child begging to play. never knew it could make me feel so alive. and then it’s gone.
Tiffany
the tide of clams rushed out in waves of incandescent plumage. Scores and scores of them, some cracked open, others tight as the lids of peanut butter jars.
K. Dean Johnson
“The tide is high and I’m holding on. I wanna be your number one.”
ABBA played on the radio as he walked along the beach that fateful day. Just hours earlier, his father was killed. He didn’t know what to do or where to go; such is life…
anthony
when i think of the tide I think of the ocean and mexico. i am not sure what the difference between high and low tide is, but I’ve seen them both. we rode horses next to the ocean…that was amazing
kate
At the laundromat I loaded my clothes into a machine. Basket empty, no detergent. As Iooked around my eyes fell on the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. She smiled and said: “I’ve got some extra Bold..” I said “No thanks I only use Tide”. Our children would have been beautiful. Being obsessive-compulsive.sucks!
David R. Carroll
The tide rolls in and I get sleepy. It sounds so peaceful out there. I want to be on the beach with the hot people, having fun, flirting, acting cool, maybe even like a fool. But that white noise reminds me of the comfy mattress, the sweet release of losing consciousness. Yes, the tide brings dreams.
Did you ever wonder what the tide will bring in? Will it be something dead? Or worse, something alive? Perhaps my ex-wife will come in on the tide one night. That would be a shocker. Not for me. I put her out there in the first place. No… It would be a shocker for her. Bitch.
Patrick
I’ve always wondered whether or not the Nascar advertisements actually work. Do people really see a car with TIDE all over the hood and think, “Hmm… yes, I think I’ll use Tide instead of Gain!” I’m not buyin’ it.
Tim
Tides flow under the moon like souls on the Styx deep beneath our feet.
JC Blanco
The tide was rolling in. Ernest only had a couple of hours to get the seasheep back into the pen before they’d get swept away. Just like every other day. Something about today was different though. Today, a lost sneaker on the shore; a memento for a visitor long-gone
Bennie Waters
rush. russian roulette. wonder if anyone’s shot themselves in the head while listening to “tom sawyer?” i sure hope not. i mean, i disagree with neil’s fetishistic adoration of ayn rand as much as the next person, but not to the point i think it’s worth ending everything.
Phil
There’s somewhere where the highest tide change is like 16 feet or something. Red tide has a lot to do with algae and it kind of smells. It’s not really fun to swim in.
Christine
when my mom was on jeopardy she won a tide watch. we live in iowa so tides don’t matter. I hear they are controlled by the moon though, which is pretty neat. I wish more things were controlled by the moon
bridget
all is fun in the reasons for living. my room seems old when compared to the flying songs of your tears: so recent they are, so current, so real, so pure. I wonder how long the tide will last.
Ariel RIos
is an overused metaphor in pop music. Also always gets my beach blanket wet. And sometimes smells funny. It’s scary at nighttime. I’m always afraid of what’s coming with it. But mostly grossed out. I guess.
Sable
The tide came in early that day. There was no reason that any of the scientists could come up with to explain it, other than it was an act of God.
Ryan
The tides are swelling back and forth, with longing as if to a long-lost lover of the deep abyss. The tide stands for the swelling of life, and change in movement as we turn ourselves into something else. We are the ocean.
Ian
I ran out of detergent yesterday and was too worried about a confrontation to ask my roommate to borrow some of hers. Also, she uses Tide with color safe bleach alternative, and I was worried about my jeans.
ffffffffffffffffffffffff
Tide with bleach. Tide without bleach. Tide lapping on the shore. Roshonda in high school wore a white dress to the prom. She made a big deal of pointing out that it was “white white,” like Tide with Bleach white.
Emma
The tide washed up, softly touching our feet. It had that rise and ebb. We weren’t saying anything; just listening to the tide.
Amy
the tides they change, sweeping across sands. across the lands, capturing out momentary lapses in sight. crashing down. crashing. divulging upon who we are. opening us up to the ocean, a new sense of freedom.
makes clothes clean
red tide kills fish
I like the crimson tide
The tide was rolling in. Ernest only had a couple of hours to get the seasheep back into the pen before they’d get swept away by the harsh ocean. Just like every other day. Something about today was different though. Today, a lost sneaker on the shore; a memento for a visitor long ago
and I look out to that open tide
feeling a heavy wind blowin’ from the side
never have I see such a masterpiece
getting warm in this sweater guess it’s prolly feece
the rising tide the rushing tide the tides that bind the search overload has done this to us. the tides in the tree the wind in the willows the willow ins in winter the winter queen word association can only take us so far before we get our meaning out we need to mean something.
the tide is high but i’m moving on. i’m gonna be your number one. number one, youre number one. sitting on shore and watching the tide. sailing and watching the stars. sitting on a yacht and thinking about leaving everything behinde and starting new, starting everything all over again
Jeremy stood on the shore. The winds pushed him back. He pushed back harder. He clutched the ring in his hand and prepared to throw. There would be no turning back. Everything he worked for was gone.
swepting me up inside of you
holding onto me and no matter how hard i try to pull away. You have to move with what is natural to you
Your love, taking over me
and I have no choice but to go with the ride of the tide
your rhyme, your flavor
The ocean rips, tears, crashes and burns. Salty and full of life and also death, sunken ships, old wood, ancient pots and treasures and lava.
He grabbed the Tide. Would this do the trick? Is there some other way to get blood out of a white shirt? You think Martha Stewart would have something by now. All well.
The tide rolled in an covered up their footprints, like it was somehow erasing their past. But those footprints were deep. The lives together were already lived and there was no going back.
tide is a lot of things to a lot of people, some thonk of the ocean, others like me think of the laundry detergent that is curently stianing my dog. dumbass.
It was dusk and the tide was rolling in. All he could think about, with his toes in the sand, where the mistakes he had made and the people he had hurt along the way.
The tide cam in late that day. It normally came in in the early dusk, but for some reason today it came out in the late darkness of night. What caused the tide to change, was it a change in the environment, or was it something far more sinister?
As the tide rode in, and the white water splashed up against the rocks. All I could hear was a ringing in my ear, a sceam in the distance, and the slow beating heart rate. I knew it couldn’t be long until the inevitable would happen. My only question was: whose inevitable was this? My vision blurred and refocused to my drawing; now ruined due to the slash I made during my most recent sight.
They met at the laundry mat. The old dilapidated building on the corner wedged between a Mexican restaurant and donut shop. She was running low on detergent and he just happened to have her preferred brand, Tide. It wasn’t much, but it was something. ‘I’ll take it,’ he thought. And he did.
The tide was in. It began to swell with great fervor and I felt the blue giant throat grab me. This is not the right tide,this isnt the one that should take me. This is the wrong tide. Its over,this was the tide.
The tide came in early, before I was ready for it. I always wondered what people did this early in the morning, and this was my chance to find out. I took off my robe and dipped my toes into the cool water before thinking “this is stupid,” putting my robe back on and heading home to go back to sleep.
the tide rises and the tide falls. it feels like it’s rushing over me as I clamor to breathe. it’s enveloping me. it’s salty tongue licks at my curly hair. there’s venom in it’s bite. but i swim and swim and fight against it’s mighty hand. and yet, I’m where I began. the tide rises and the tide falls.
the ocean’s tide swept away her feelings as she wiggled her toes in the sandy beach. why he left her, she’d never know. all she knew was that this could be the start of a new life for her. a life unknown and unexpected. but she was going to live it
amazing how it rushed up… like a small child begging to play. never knew it could make me feel so alive. and then it’s gone.
the tide of clams rushed out in waves of incandescent plumage. Scores and scores of them, some cracked open, others tight as the lids of peanut butter jars.
“The tide is high and I’m holding on. I wanna be your number one.”
ABBA played on the radio as he walked along the beach that fateful day. Just hours earlier, his father was killed. He didn’t know what to do or where to go; such is life…
when i think of the tide I think of the ocean and mexico. i am not sure what the difference between high and low tide is, but I’ve seen them both. we rode horses next to the ocean…that was amazing
At the laundromat I loaded my clothes into a machine. Basket empty, no detergent. As Iooked around my eyes fell on the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. She smiled and said: “I’ve got some extra Bold..” I said “No thanks I only use Tide”. Our children would have been beautiful. Being obsessive-compulsive.sucks!
The tide rolls in and I get sleepy. It sounds so peaceful out there. I want to be on the beach with the hot people, having fun, flirting, acting cool, maybe even like a fool. But that white noise reminds me of the comfy mattress, the sweet release of losing consciousness. Yes, the tide brings dreams.
Did you ever wonder what the tide will bring in? Will it be something dead? Or worse, something alive? Perhaps my ex-wife will come in on the tide one night. That would be a shocker. Not for me. I put her out there in the first place. No… It would be a shocker for her. Bitch.
I’ve always wondered whether or not the Nascar advertisements actually work. Do people really see a car with TIDE all over the hood and think, “Hmm… yes, I think I’ll use Tide instead of Gain!” I’m not buyin’ it.
Tides flow under the moon like souls on the Styx deep beneath our feet.
The tide was rolling in. Ernest only had a couple of hours to get the seasheep back into the pen before they’d get swept away. Just like every other day. Something about today was different though. Today, a lost sneaker on the shore; a memento for a visitor long-gone
rush. russian roulette. wonder if anyone’s shot themselves in the head while listening to “tom sawyer?” i sure hope not. i mean, i disagree with neil’s fetishistic adoration of ayn rand as much as the next person, but not to the point i think it’s worth ending everything.
There’s somewhere where the highest tide change is like 16 feet or something. Red tide has a lot to do with algae and it kind of smells. It’s not really fun to swim in.
when my mom was on jeopardy she won a tide watch. we live in iowa so tides don’t matter. I hear they are controlled by the moon though, which is pretty neat. I wish more things were controlled by the moon
all is fun in the reasons for living. my room seems old when compared to the flying songs of your tears: so recent they are, so current, so real, so pure. I wonder how long the tide will last.
is an overused metaphor in pop music. Also always gets my beach blanket wet. And sometimes smells funny. It’s scary at nighttime. I’m always afraid of what’s coming with it. But mostly grossed out. I guess.
The tide came in early that day. There was no reason that any of the scientists could come up with to explain it, other than it was an act of God.
The tides are swelling back and forth, with longing as if to a long-lost lover of the deep abyss. The tide stands for the swelling of life, and change in movement as we turn ourselves into something else. We are the ocean.
I ran out of detergent yesterday and was too worried about a confrontation to ask my roommate to borrow some of hers. Also, she uses Tide with color safe bleach alternative, and I was worried about my jeans.
Tide with bleach. Tide without bleach. Tide lapping on the shore. Roshonda in high school wore a white dress to the prom. She made a big deal of pointing out that it was “white white,” like Tide with Bleach white.
The tide washed up, softly touching our feet. It had that rise and ebb. We weren’t saying anything; just listening to the tide.
the tides they change, sweeping across sands. across the lands, capturing out momentary lapses in sight. crashing down. crashing. divulging upon who we are. opening us up to the ocean, a new sense of freedom.