“With all the strength of a great typhoon~”
“SHUT UP!” she screamed from where she was weeding the garden.
“Goddammit! If you have time to become a Disney Princess you have time to help do your chores!”
He winced and got down from where he was singing on the fence. “Yes mother.”
The typhoon was huge. Monstrous. Bigger than life. I swallowed up everything in its sight. Screaming. Horror. My feet pounded the ground. Running. No use. I felt cold as I was swallowed up.
Salisha
Well of course you just think about what happened in the Philippines and the destruction. There are a lot of charities helping out and giving aid such as Oxfam and Red Cross. I would like to donate but I have little money, as I have no job. I can only send my thoughts and prayers. But I hope people are helped and supported, and that missing people are found safely. My regrets and condolences go out to those who have suffered or lost their lives or have lost relatives or friends. Natural disasters are the injustice of nature, which is as destructive as human injustices like war, prejudice, murder, inequality and lack of human rights, although nature cannot be controlled. The typhoon in the Philippines was an awful, shocking and devastating disaster…
anon
You are still that same whirlwind that came to visit me once in a far off land. You’re the storm rider, storm shaker – you’re breaking down my walls with those grey-green eyes like sea foam turned angry under a slowly blackening sky.
If we had another moment, maybe I’d break, but that’s what’s so wonderful about the single touch of eyes in a crowd – that we never have a chance.
Waves lap at her feet and she dives into the water, swimming out farther and farther until the shore is nothing but a speck in the distance. She can’t see the bottom of the water anymore. Cheryl lies on her back and stares up at the sky. It was light when she had started but now the sky had turned a smoldering gray and clouds thundered in the distance.
Why your teacher wanted you to find words that rhymed with ‘typhoon’ you have no idea; you’d call him a bafoon – to his face, too – if you weren’t already in trouble for writing drawing a pornographic cartoon on the blackboard before class.
Not another typhoon! I wish the word changed after it had been written about. Maybe it changes at the same time each day. I don’t always look at the same time….
“With all the strength of a great typhoon~”
“SHUT UP!” she screamed from where she was weeding the garden.
“Goddammit! If you have time to become a Disney Princess you have time to help do your chores!”
He winced and got down from where he was singing on the fence. “Yes mother.”
The typhoon was huge. Monstrous. Bigger than life. I swallowed up everything in its sight. Screaming. Horror. My feet pounded the ground. Running. No use. I felt cold as I was swallowed up.
Well of course you just think about what happened in the Philippines and the destruction. There are a lot of charities helping out and giving aid such as Oxfam and Red Cross. I would like to donate but I have little money, as I have no job. I can only send my thoughts and prayers. But I hope people are helped and supported, and that missing people are found safely. My regrets and condolences go out to those who have suffered or lost their lives or have lost relatives or friends. Natural disasters are the injustice of nature, which is as destructive as human injustices like war, prejudice, murder, inequality and lack of human rights, although nature cannot be controlled. The typhoon in the Philippines was an awful, shocking and devastating disaster…
You are still that same whirlwind that came to visit me once in a far off land. You’re the storm rider, storm shaker – you’re breaking down my walls with those grey-green eyes like sea foam turned angry under a slowly blackening sky.
If we had another moment, maybe I’d break, but that’s what’s so wonderful about the single touch of eyes in a crowd – that we never have a chance.
Waves lap at her feet and she dives into the water, swimming out farther and farther until the shore is nothing but a speck in the distance. She can’t see the bottom of the water anymore. Cheryl lies on her back and stares up at the sky. It was light when she had started but now the sky had turned a smoldering gray and clouds thundered in the distance.
Typhoon me. Hurricane me. Tornado me. Let’s be natural disasters, baby.
“I’ll have a typhoon,” she said.
He looked up from the glasses and bottles, and smiled.
“What could a woman like you possibly want with a drink like that?”
“It has nothing to do with the drink. It has everything to do with the effect.”
“You know you have to sign a waiver first, right?”
She smiled back. “You may want to sign one too.”
Why your teacher wanted you to find words that rhymed with ‘typhoon’ you have no idea; you’d call him a bafoon – to his face, too – if you weren’t already in trouble for writing drawing a pornographic cartoon on the blackboard before class.
Typhoon, typhus, two-faced.
‘Twas the reason we split.
Not another typhoon! I wish the word changed after it had been written about. Maybe it changes at the same time each day. I don’t always look at the same time….