She lay staring at the ceiling of the room, musing at how this had come to be. How she had come to be here, in his bed, this morning. They had spent an amazing night together, finally settling down to sleep, arms and legs twined.
Sammy
I wrap it around the vegetable vines. I like to roll it on the ground so my cat can play with it.
Glenda
The little gnomes waited patiently for the sun to slowly dwindle. When the last drop of light had disappeared under the horizon the emerged from their petrified state and began work on their victims. Taking the tough green twine, they tied her hands and feet, before reaching for the sharpened axe.
The twine twines around the stake. It’s holding up that little vine, much like I hold up you. Am I your twine? A word almost an onamonopoia, that it brings to mind the banjo? I don’t really like the banjo. I hope I don’t do that.
Blakkhawkk
rope
mom used to use it on packages and presents
i had orange and red twine to give out this past christmas
it’s rough but home-y
it’s baby rope
Ingrid
Her hair twined around her fingers as she stared at him thoughtfully. “I don’t know,” she said, “You tell me.”
“Life is only what you make of it, dear,” he replied, as he leaned in close to touch the hair she was twirling.
Evelyn Chagarov
together, that’s us, smooth tangle, layers of life winding together, unable to find the end of one strand, the start of another. rough. necessary.
anno
Twine is kind of like string, but more ghetto. It reminds me of hay for some reason I cannot fathom. It is probably available in hobby/knitting stores, but no one really cares.
Cody
The cat rolled onto his back and started to play with the twine. Suddenly, the twine tightened and the cat was ensnared. The man holding the other end of the twine smiled slyly. Now, there would be one less cat to bother his little mice friends.
flying mermaid
I want to be intertwined with you. Why can’t we be married?
LLS
Rapped, tightly warm against your finger, slowly unraveling as you move away. Sometimes it’s just so you can feel the sensation, other times it’s for the gruesome satisfaction of watching your finger turn blue then black then slowly regaining its form and fleshy life again.
Matt
the twine scratches at my neck. cat scratch fever’s got me running and ruining my last 9 lives. how irregular, our gaze intertwines like the limbs of lovers. if you would just take my hand, i would cross the ocean just for this forbidden romance and live out my life, but this is just another hallucination of madness. don’t worry, this withdrawal will fade one day and i’ll stop longing for this.
Erica Extortion
i want to intertwine my fingers with yours. twine swine. i don’t like swine. twine. i can’t think. i am writing about twine. string me up with twine. string me together with some twine. twine. its time to use twine. meow! i’m running out of time to write about twine. i’m freaking you out. love me. dont leave me.
rachel
Hands that interwtine, hearts that grwo distant. We could not be a more perfect antithesis, could we? Maybe it is because our looks are so different…
Edna Paulet
a yellow notecard, hole punched and tied with a granny knot on the front porch of steve’s hut. happy hour, buddy? said the note. twine trailed off to the bushes, past the electric box and laundry service, wrapped once around the gate to the pool area, again around a chaise lounge and coiled around a sweating brown bottle of sierra nevada pale ale. his smile just under the shadow of the brim of his hat was the first thing i saw from the hot tub.
foxtail
I held the ball in my hand, winding the loose edge of twine around my index finger. It was too bad it hadn’t been enough twine to keep the mattress tied to the roof. Now the mattress lay in the middle of Rt 15, blocking both lanes of traffic.
HF
twisting & folding. Connecting one to another, join them.
Allie
COMING TOGETHER INTERTWINE LONG DON’T REALLY GET TO MUCH. LOVE PASSION AS SOULS COMBINE MY LOVE HIS LOVE FOR EVER MORE TILL THE END OF TIME
Tara Mc Nair
Soft kiss and wine, what a pretty friend of mine. We’re finally intertwined…
Kerby Olive
I can’t believe that I got this. First of all twine rhymes with wine. which i want some of right now. Twine is used for a lot f stuff. tying things and such. I really don’t know. I just want to go lay down and take a nap. My life makes no sense anymore. I don’t like it.
Gritz
twined down with love, twined round with hate. if the world were twined together by the string of our souls would we still be prone to warring?
jamielyn
the twine was unwinded for the please of the mouse, the mouse was at house in the home of the monster. the monster frowned downd on the pest but secretly it was his friend of the best
jamielyn
covered in a layer of ash from smoked stacked embers. I stare horizontally and watch them fall. Bound by twine and lack of air, i’ve fallen for the last time for sure. My skin begins to glow.
brittany <3bc
He took the bundle of twigs that his son had painstakingly gathered from the woods behind their house and with a length of old twine bound them tightly together. The smile on his son’s face when he gave it back to him made so many bad things worth it.
Graham
Twine; rhymes with wine. People use it to tie chickens up when they cook them. 60 seconds goes by fast. :/
Twine kinda reminds me of ribbon. Not sure why.
Julie Burgess
Intertwined, twine, wrapping around one another, the perfect moment that will last forever in my mind.
It wasn’t long before she was soon gone, all that was left was a memory. I love her, I miss her.
BP
twine, used to make fires, i used it once to build a bridge. it can be used in multiple ways depending on the situation at hand. YOu could make jewlery out of it, you could tie something up, you could burn it. you have to burn the rope.
chris
in the evening I twine about you, a living, breathing vine that wraps about to hold you close to me. i become your veins, twisted about your flesh and blood; your heartbeat beats through me. you can never leave.
Aeri
connections. a way from one to another. macrame. creating a bigger thing from something simple. creativity
alanel
To twine with another, to interlace, like vines twining around trees their buds popping all over. That will mean spring as the trees get ready to explode into light unless the vines harm them. Just like life meant for one outcome, then twisted into another.
Joy Cagil
i like to use heavy twine on my trot line,
celia
twine makes me think of the new popular website “twitter”. truth is, i don’t even know what twine means. Also makes me think of the word “twin”. but i have no clue what it means really. i think i need a new word.
lisa
a vine creeping up at its own pace. scaling the wall, inspecting every single crack. it wraps itself securely, as if afraid of the solid ground- where it can’t be appreciated for defying gravity.
g.
Her fingers intwined with her friends. They had been friends forever, and she had a small crush on him still. Through all these years, she watched him through his ups and downs, and she thinks she doesn’t deserve him. But in his mind, he thinks the same thing.
((Not about me/anyone I know, just random writing to get some inspiration.))
Kay Zee
with the twine wrapped around her finger, she slowly made her way towards the front of the room until she reached the podium, then bit by bit she unraveled it as she spoke telling the story of forgiving.
lisan h.
Intertwined lovers unable to escape each other’s psasionate grip. There’s nothing to be said, but much to be gained. For when only two come together, their bond is unbreakable by common attempts.
Rihanna Townsend
im sitting in my living room wishing i had twine. maybe i coud make an eiffel tower. maybe i could make a dog. maybe i could hang from the rafters. oh how i wish i had some twine.
kali
this word makes me think about gardening. twine helps to control and train the plants as they grow wild. it makes me think of a nice big crazy garden with lots of vegetables to eat.
She lay staring at the ceiling of the room, musing at how this had come to be. How she had come to be here, in his bed, this morning. They had spent an amazing night together, finally settling down to sleep, arms and legs twined.
I wrap it around the vegetable vines. I like to roll it on the ground so my cat can play with it.
The little gnomes waited patiently for the sun to slowly dwindle. When the last drop of light had disappeared under the horizon the emerged from their petrified state and began work on their victims. Taking the tough green twine, they tied her hands and feet, before reaching for the sharpened axe.
Rough, fuzzy, brown, hay, strong, scratchy, yellow
The twine twines around the stake. It’s holding up that little vine, much like I hold up you. Am I your twine? A word almost an onamonopoia, that it brings to mind the banjo? I don’t really like the banjo. I hope I don’t do that.
rope
mom used to use it on packages and presents
i had orange and red twine to give out this past christmas
it’s rough but home-y
it’s baby rope
Her hair twined around her fingers as she stared at him thoughtfully. “I don’t know,” she said, “You tell me.”
“Life is only what you make of it, dear,” he replied, as he leaned in close to touch the hair she was twirling.
together, that’s us, smooth tangle, layers of life winding together, unable to find the end of one strand, the start of another. rough. necessary.
Twine is kind of like string, but more ghetto. It reminds me of hay for some reason I cannot fathom. It is probably available in hobby/knitting stores, but no one really cares.
The cat rolled onto his back and started to play with the twine. Suddenly, the twine tightened and the cat was ensnared. The man holding the other end of the twine smiled slyly. Now, there would be one less cat to bother his little mice friends.
I want to be intertwined with you. Why can’t we be married?
Rapped, tightly warm against your finger, slowly unraveling as you move away. Sometimes it’s just so you can feel the sensation, other times it’s for the gruesome satisfaction of watching your finger turn blue then black then slowly regaining its form and fleshy life again.
the twine scratches at my neck. cat scratch fever’s got me running and ruining my last 9 lives. how irregular, our gaze intertwines like the limbs of lovers. if you would just take my hand, i would cross the ocean just for this forbidden romance and live out my life, but this is just another hallucination of madness. don’t worry, this withdrawal will fade one day and i’ll stop longing for this.
i want to intertwine my fingers with yours. twine swine. i don’t like swine. twine. i can’t think. i am writing about twine. string me up with twine. string me together with some twine. twine. its time to use twine. meow! i’m running out of time to write about twine. i’m freaking you out. love me. dont leave me.
Hands that interwtine, hearts that grwo distant. We could not be a more perfect antithesis, could we? Maybe it is because our looks are so different…
a yellow notecard, hole punched and tied with a granny knot on the front porch of steve’s hut. happy hour, buddy? said the note. twine trailed off to the bushes, past the electric box and laundry service, wrapped once around the gate to the pool area, again around a chaise lounge and coiled around a sweating brown bottle of sierra nevada pale ale. his smile just under the shadow of the brim of his hat was the first thing i saw from the hot tub.
I held the ball in my hand, winding the loose edge of twine around my index finger. It was too bad it hadn’t been enough twine to keep the mattress tied to the roof. Now the mattress lay in the middle of Rt 15, blocking both lanes of traffic.
twisting & folding. Connecting one to another, join them.
COMING TOGETHER INTERTWINE LONG DON’T REALLY GET TO MUCH. LOVE PASSION AS SOULS COMBINE MY LOVE HIS LOVE FOR EVER MORE TILL THE END OF TIME
Soft kiss and wine, what a pretty friend of mine. We’re finally intertwined…
I can’t believe that I got this. First of all twine rhymes with wine. which i want some of right now. Twine is used for a lot f stuff. tying things and such. I really don’t know. I just want to go lay down and take a nap. My life makes no sense anymore. I don’t like it.
twined down with love, twined round with hate. if the world were twined together by the string of our souls would we still be prone to warring?
the twine was unwinded for the please of the mouse, the mouse was at house in the home of the monster. the monster frowned downd on the pest but secretly it was his friend of the best
covered in a layer of ash from smoked stacked embers. I stare horizontally and watch them fall. Bound by twine and lack of air, i’ve fallen for the last time for sure. My skin begins to glow.
He took the bundle of twigs that his son had painstakingly gathered from the woods behind their house and with a length of old twine bound them tightly together. The smile on his son’s face when he gave it back to him made so many bad things worth it.
Twine; rhymes with wine. People use it to tie chickens up when they cook them. 60 seconds goes by fast. :/
Twine kinda reminds me of ribbon. Not sure why.
Intertwined, twine, wrapping around one another, the perfect moment that will last forever in my mind.
It wasn’t long before she was soon gone, all that was left was a memory. I love her, I miss her.
twine, used to make fires, i used it once to build a bridge. it can be used in multiple ways depending on the situation at hand. YOu could make jewlery out of it, you could tie something up, you could burn it. you have to burn the rope.
in the evening I twine about you, a living, breathing vine that wraps about to hold you close to me. i become your veins, twisted about your flesh and blood; your heartbeat beats through me. you can never leave.
connections. a way from one to another. macrame. creating a bigger thing from something simple. creativity
To twine with another, to interlace, like vines twining around trees their buds popping all over. That will mean spring as the trees get ready to explode into light unless the vines harm them. Just like life meant for one outcome, then twisted into another.
i like to use heavy twine on my trot line,
twine makes me think of the new popular website “twitter”. truth is, i don’t even know what twine means. Also makes me think of the word “twin”. but i have no clue what it means really. i think i need a new word.
a vine creeping up at its own pace. scaling the wall, inspecting every single crack. it wraps itself securely, as if afraid of the solid ground- where it can’t be appreciated for defying gravity.
Her fingers intwined with her friends. They had been friends forever, and she had a small crush on him still. Through all these years, she watched him through his ups and downs, and she thinks she doesn’t deserve him. But in his mind, he thinks the same thing.
((Not about me/anyone I know, just random writing to get some inspiration.))
with the twine wrapped around her finger, she slowly made her way towards the front of the room until she reached the podium, then bit by bit she unraveled it as she spoke telling the story of forgiving.
Intertwined lovers unable to escape each other’s psasionate grip. There’s nothing to be said, but much to be gained. For when only two come together, their bond is unbreakable by common attempts.
im sitting in my living room wishing i had twine. maybe i coud make an eiffel tower. maybe i could make a dog. maybe i could hang from the rafters. oh how i wish i had some twine.
this word makes me think about gardening. twine helps to control and train the plants as they grow wild. it makes me think of a nice big crazy garden with lots of vegetables to eat.
a fist sized ball of papryus coloured fun