inter-twined in his fingers was the rope that meant either her salvation or her truer doom; who when clinging to the sheer face of a cliff has the foresight NOT to take a rope, as it may be from her captor? Not this girl, if nothing else… this twine would get to know her very well soon.
Ethan
the thread twined around her wrists, tightening and binding her to the rail. it tightened yet again and began to cut her. Why was it always pain that brought it all back?
Saf
as in string?? i would use it as ribbon on christmas presents.
megan
She entwined her hands together, remembering the rough rope that had held them there just a few moments before. Her fingers were raw and chapped and red from struggling against the fibers, without success.
KLLB
I never knew just how much I missed you, until I saw you that first hat, in a long, long time. There were leaves on the ground, and I remember taking your hand, holding it. Intertwined with mine.
december23
Here we lay in the bed that we share. Limbs tangled around each other in a pattern too organic to not be considered made for each other.
Audrey
Kept her stuck to the chair. Kept Her feet from kicking. Kept him from keeping his life. Kept the officer from not firing.
Jeff Moore
I use twine to make things like Shirts and blankets. If world was Twine I would be it’s needle, lacing it through and putting it together as a whole. That was gay. My sister’s gay. haha funny.
Jeff Moore
As she looked up to the light, her head pounding from where he hit her. She saw he had bound her hands with bits of twine to keep her from leaving. Little drops of blood came from her face, and dropped into her lap. She then knew it had gone on too long.
Lauren Kirk
Our hands were intertwined deeply twisted together
i began to squeeze tighter as i realized we were lost
it seemed as if the horizon went on forever taking the exit along with.
Anna Graves
THE TWO TREES
MB
Thoughts of him twine insidiously through my mind, my dreams, and bind my heart.
Katie
Katie
Twine bound legs of lounge chairs, wobbly after years of summers at the beach. Salt water chipping away at their once brilliant paint. Blues & reds muted from the rays of the sun. How many hours of pleasure did they give the owners? How many books were read while sitting on them? Plans were hatched, secrets shared, dreams dreamed while be cradled by their strong presence. They were not just chairs, they were part of the family.
Paulie
She tied the package tightly, the twine cutting white lines into her fingers. The marker was hidden under some brown paper but soon enough it’s pungent fumes rose into the air as she wrote it’s destination on the box.
Willis
Thoughts of him twine insidiously through my thoughts, through my dreams, binding my heart.
Katie
We loaded our troop into the van, sweaty and smelly and tired. None of cared much about where we were going, we just needed to sit down and rest our weary legs. Road tripping always sounds so fun, during the planning stages, but it sure is a lot of work for the payoff… seeing the world’s largest ball of twine.
drea
Sorry, I don’t know what this word means. Dictionary time. Guess I learn a new word today.
Annie
Twippy twine twapped around my legs. A garden of daisys and copious sage. I am high but am I high enough. no said one eye to a lip on the side of a face.
Christina
Twine is something that we don’t realize we need until we need it. It’s something that proves to be useful in so many situations, but such a small item that we don’t realize the importance of it until we have a need. We might need it to tie down a broken tab, replace shoelaces, or tie together chicken wings when you’re cooking.
Carizza
Every little word in every long sentence twines together to makeup something much more than just words… they make meaning.
andrew
Love, trust, and loyalty. These are the things that make up the twine that binds a family.
Dawn
gotta love twine. It holds so many things together. Unfortunately, it can’t hold together pieces of my fractured life…That, I don’t think any string could hold together.
But think how easy it would be! If you could just poke a wee hole in whatever you need to fix, thread with some trusty twine, and sew it all back together nice and whole, what a relief that would be. How easy living would be.
Ellie B
The little girl was sitting in the garden, wrapping little sticks together with pieces of twine. She eventually managed to create a small building with all the twigs she had collected and was filled with pride at her work. Then she heard the cracks of thunder overhead and knew that her structure would not survive for long.
vish
When I pet my ginger cat, his tail folds over his back to twine around my arm in a lover’s embrace.
Andie
Wind me up,
taut and round until I can’t breathe, suffocate me. Until I can’t think, pull it tighter and tighter until my lungs don’t work and my blood doesn’t pump. Control me, control my movements and thoughts like your puppet, pulling strings of twine by my limbs, as I do your bidding. I’m too tired of being in control.
haylee
twine time, twice the rhyme. i apologolize for lack of cleverness, my coffee cup is not kinetic yet.
derek
Wrapped in twine. Tangled together. Because they couldn’t find the leather. The whole thing was kind of a mess when she thought about it. Bordered on a Gordian knot. Might need the sword of Damocles to cut through it all. But half the fun of getting tangled is in the untangling.
O.
Twisted, and old. It rested on her hand like dead and crumbled leaves. She twirled it around her finger and for a second, believed. She believed in herself, her fragility, her humaneness.
emilie
twine is thread.. the silver line that holds together the many aspects of my world.Nice to box things up with. Good to hold together paper bags. Twine is made from paper strips that have been woven together- so normally doesn’t work too well with water or when immersed in water
alec
The twine went on endlessy. She had no idea where it would lead to. She just followed without hesistation. The sun was baring down intensely as the twine suddenly jerked to its end.
Linda Campbell
Never the twine should meet.
cathy
the twine slowly brings us together unti we are entwined
andythrobber
“Held together by… twine?”
“Yes. It’s like twine. Got a problem with that?”
“Ummm… yes?”
Just then… it crumbled.
“See?”
“I can put it back together!”
He tried in vain.
“It just won’t work.”
He wouldn’t give up.
She left him there…
Trying to put back together the broken pieces of their relationship…
Nick Matherne
as in intertwine as in complicated as in my love for you… how we can not be together right now, how much I miss you and how I will not see you for another three weeks.. it could just as well be three years. I love you so and wish for this time to pass with as little pain as possible !
rikke
We intertwined, a song by that band what was their name, I don’t remember. They also wrote “the artist”, dammit, what was the name? My sister likes them.
Echoes, aaaah crap.
Shit, I don’t remember I hate it when I don’t remmemberB
Bert
twine intertwined around my fingers, glitter in the twine… it reminds me of the time that your fingers were intertwined with mine… a long long time ago… happiness is… memories without tears… surely, this is a possibility? I hope… and the twine is glistening its response.
Emma
I desperately try to push through all of the strands. Whoever knitted this room together used an incredible amount of string. I cut through with my machete and forge on. This is the weirdest dream ever.
makaid
it somtimes is the nature of the different thouhts that fire off in my mind it sometimes feel like a big ball of twine
Mike O
twine makes me think of hemp and hippies and camping with burkenstocks and campfires and ropeburn. It makes me think of sleeping bags and mesquito bites, or bottled water and sunburn and cold nights.
inter-twined in his fingers was the rope that meant either her salvation or her truer doom; who when clinging to the sheer face of a cliff has the foresight NOT to take a rope, as it may be from her captor? Not this girl, if nothing else… this twine would get to know her very well soon.
the thread twined around her wrists, tightening and binding her to the rail. it tightened yet again and began to cut her. Why was it always pain that brought it all back?
as in string?? i would use it as ribbon on christmas presents.
She entwined her hands together, remembering the rough rope that had held them there just a few moments before. Her fingers were raw and chapped and red from struggling against the fibers, without success.
I never knew just how much I missed you, until I saw you that first hat, in a long, long time. There were leaves on the ground, and I remember taking your hand, holding it. Intertwined with mine.
Here we lay in the bed that we share. Limbs tangled around each other in a pattern too organic to not be considered made for each other.
Kept her stuck to the chair. Kept Her feet from kicking. Kept him from keeping his life. Kept the officer from not firing.
I use twine to make things like Shirts and blankets. If world was Twine I would be it’s needle, lacing it through and putting it together as a whole. That was gay. My sister’s gay. haha funny.
As she looked up to the light, her head pounding from where he hit her. She saw he had bound her hands with bits of twine to keep her from leaving. Little drops of blood came from her face, and dropped into her lap. She then knew it had gone on too long.
Our hands were intertwined deeply twisted together
i began to squeeze tighter as i realized we were lost
it seemed as if the horizon went on forever taking the exit along with.
THE TWO TREES
Thoughts of him twine insidiously through my mind, my dreams, and bind my heart.
Katie
Twine bound legs of lounge chairs, wobbly after years of summers at the beach. Salt water chipping away at their once brilliant paint. Blues & reds muted from the rays of the sun. How many hours of pleasure did they give the owners? How many books were read while sitting on them? Plans were hatched, secrets shared, dreams dreamed while be cradled by their strong presence. They were not just chairs, they were part of the family.
She tied the package tightly, the twine cutting white lines into her fingers. The marker was hidden under some brown paper but soon enough it’s pungent fumes rose into the air as she wrote it’s destination on the box.
Thoughts of him twine insidiously through my thoughts, through my dreams, binding my heart.
We loaded our troop into the van, sweaty and smelly and tired. None of cared much about where we were going, we just needed to sit down and rest our weary legs. Road tripping always sounds so fun, during the planning stages, but it sure is a lot of work for the payoff… seeing the world’s largest ball of twine.
Sorry, I don’t know what this word means. Dictionary time. Guess I learn a new word today.
Twippy twine twapped around my legs. A garden of daisys and copious sage. I am high but am I high enough. no said one eye to a lip on the side of a face.
Twine is something that we don’t realize we need until we need it. It’s something that proves to be useful in so many situations, but such a small item that we don’t realize the importance of it until we have a need. We might need it to tie down a broken tab, replace shoelaces, or tie together chicken wings when you’re cooking.
Every little word in every long sentence twines together to makeup something much more than just words… they make meaning.
Love, trust, and loyalty. These are the things that make up the twine that binds a family.
gotta love twine. It holds so many things together. Unfortunately, it can’t hold together pieces of my fractured life…That, I don’t think any string could hold together.
But think how easy it would be! If you could just poke a wee hole in whatever you need to fix, thread with some trusty twine, and sew it all back together nice and whole, what a relief that would be. How easy living would be.
The little girl was sitting in the garden, wrapping little sticks together with pieces of twine. She eventually managed to create a small building with all the twigs she had collected and was filled with pride at her work. Then she heard the cracks of thunder overhead and knew that her structure would not survive for long.
When I pet my ginger cat, his tail folds over his back to twine around my arm in a lover’s embrace.
Wind me up,
taut and round until I can’t breathe, suffocate me. Until I can’t think, pull it tighter and tighter until my lungs don’t work and my blood doesn’t pump. Control me, control my movements and thoughts like your puppet, pulling strings of twine by my limbs, as I do your bidding. I’m too tired of being in control.
twine time, twice the rhyme. i apologolize for lack of cleverness, my coffee cup is not kinetic yet.
Wrapped in twine. Tangled together. Because they couldn’t find the leather. The whole thing was kind of a mess when she thought about it. Bordered on a Gordian knot. Might need the sword of Damocles to cut through it all. But half the fun of getting tangled is in the untangling.
Twisted, and old. It rested on her hand like dead and crumbled leaves. She twirled it around her finger and for a second, believed. She believed in herself, her fragility, her humaneness.
twine is thread.. the silver line that holds together the many aspects of my world.Nice to box things up with. Good to hold together paper bags. Twine is made from paper strips that have been woven together- so normally doesn’t work too well with water or when immersed in water
The twine went on endlessy. She had no idea where it would lead to. She just followed without hesistation. The sun was baring down intensely as the twine suddenly jerked to its end.
Never the twine should meet.
the twine slowly brings us together unti we are entwined
“Held together by… twine?”
“Yes. It’s like twine. Got a problem with that?”
“Ummm… yes?”
Just then… it crumbled.
“See?”
“I can put it back together!”
He tried in vain.
“It just won’t work.”
He wouldn’t give up.
She left him there…
Trying to put back together the broken pieces of their relationship…
as in intertwine as in complicated as in my love for you… how we can not be together right now, how much I miss you and how I will not see you for another three weeks.. it could just as well be three years. I love you so and wish for this time to pass with as little pain as possible !
We intertwined, a song by that band what was their name, I don’t remember. They also wrote “the artist”, dammit, what was the name? My sister likes them.
Echoes, aaaah crap.
Shit, I don’t remember I hate it when I don’t remmemberB
twine intertwined around my fingers, glitter in the twine… it reminds me of the time that your fingers were intertwined with mine… a long long time ago… happiness is… memories without tears… surely, this is a possibility? I hope… and the twine is glistening its response.
I desperately try to push through all of the strands. Whoever knitted this room together used an incredible amount of string. I cut through with my machete and forge on. This is the weirdest dream ever.
it somtimes is the nature of the different thouhts that fire off in my mind it sometimes feel like a big ball of twine
twine makes me think of hemp and hippies and camping with burkenstocks and campfires and ropeburn. It makes me think of sleeping bags and mesquito bites, or bottled water and sunburn and cold nights.
Grapeeeeee yupy