The walk. A walk in the park. No, it was a busy roadside footpath. Well, there was not even a footpath. but there was a lot of love. and the walk was so worth it!
Ellen
It was a nice walk. with his hand in my hand. we had never done that before. it was a fresh experience. i felt so much love flooding my heart… i miss him now, and the walk… can i have us back, please?
Ellen
Two feet placed side by side contemplating the direction one’s heart leads them to. One step makes all the difference but never the choice, that is left up to the mind.
i used to wal in the early morning with my grandma…… walk is the best excersise to keep the body fit…..
shashi kiran
i want to go for a walk outside, in the fresh air. the sky looks blue out there. puffs of cloud and bright, eye watering sunshine but instead i’m stuck in a borin grey office with nothing to do but work work work
Time to strap on those trainers and get outside! It’s time for a walk! Careful, there were a few dogs walking just a few minutes ago so you may need to tread carefully to protect those pretty white runners!
You must walk, don’t run. I hear that all the time at the school. It no sooner comes out of a teachers mouth than you see another kid break loose and run across the lawn or down the sidewalk by the buses.
One of these days someone is going to fall down and get hurt! Yea, and you know what? Then they will get up and get on the bus and go home. Maybe they’ll think twice about running next time, but if not who cares? They’re the ones hurting themselves by not listening.
Walk. Er walkte. Das kann heißen, dass er so komisch gehend durch den Wald lief. Es ist nicht gehen. Es ist nicht laufen. Es ist walken. Oder Wäsche kann man auch walken. Oder Teig. Durchkneten. Einmal so richtig, drücken und drehen und …
Walking is a great excercise. I love to walk. And especially in the evenings when the sun has set and a reddish glow has spread through the sky. The fresh air can make anyone jubilant.
csha
the old boy pontificated as he walked—more like puffed—round and round the weary yellow dog that was tied to the tree.
Es dauerte nicht lange. Es war ein langer Gang. Schließlich gelangte die Gemeinschaft an den Rand des Berges und blieb stehen. Schließlich hatte ihre Reise ihr Ende genommen und die Trennung stand bevor.
Galinor
When you walk towards me my heart stops
I can’t walk towards you
I fall flat on my feet
I can’t walk to you anymore
I just can’t
Lisa
Yesterday when I walked I felt alone. Walking is something that we do when we don’t know what else to do. When you walk, you put one foot in front of the other but actually you don’t even think about it. When he walked that day his mind escaped and he turned into a swan.
They walked, arm in arm. In shorts and thongs under a canopy of slick, sun bleached hair. Their feet fell in a drone of million drums missing a conductor. They were drawn down the street, by the golden sun.
That was all she could hear and she took the plunge. Th
risk
They walked, arm in arm. In shorts and thongs under a canopy of slick, sun bleached hair. Their feet fell in a drone of million dums missing a conductor.
Camminavo lungo un viale alberato, forse ero in un lungomare, forse a Parigi, non mi ricordo quando ero partito, né quando ero arrivato. Ma mi trovavo lì e in fondo mi bastava.
Il Recidivo
Walking down the alley one night, I saw a poor boy crying. I said to him, “Don’t cry.” He then smiled and was happy that I was there.
I went walking. I thought of you, of how we once walked together. I miss you, the way the dry fields miss the rain. I wish that you were here, that you had not walked away. But you did. You always did.
Lauren
Walking down the road one day, squirrels killed countless people. Without hope, people died in agony and pain, as well as sorrows overwealming all people.
echuaco
Move your body in a walk that refreshes your mind, in the cool of Autumn, warmed by sunshine.
gino
walk the talk if you may. do not only talk and don’t walk the talk cos this will let other look down upon you.
I’ve been walking for too long. You walk when you aren’t in a rush to get somewhere, when you don’t know where you’re going. I don’t want to walk anymore.
Rob
Walking through the park she noticed lots of things…flowers. Trees. Blue skies. Clouds. Kids playing on the jungle gym. The park bench with one man on it, feeding the squirrels. The mitten that someone had lost. The trash can that had been graffittied with “LOVE” in bright red.
U should walk a lot if u want to stay fit !
Walking should become a part of your life,instead of using escalators use stairs!
Rajul
To walk…Walk around the truth that athen seems to follow you every where you go. Walk away walk away…screw it just RUN!!!!!!!!!
aprilhi
as I walk down the memory lane I find that I can still feel the warmth of my new born son as I held him in my arms, a young nineteen year old wondering and marveling .I can still see my young daughter holding on to the scruff of my neck refusing to go to school. As i walk down the twining quagmire of my grey cells that make up this thing called memory I find in the nooks and corner strange realms, there is still the whiff of the roses in the garden of my high school, roses of all hues and colors that grew on a single bush, there is the bewildered little girl who wonders why her mother is not putting her off to sleep after the birth of her little brother, there is the skeptic young woman who wonders at the subtlety practiced by grown ups ,and then there is the embittered woman grappling with a troubled marriage .And thus I fear this walk, the walk that can open up old festering wounds but there is also the refuge as the overpowering element was the feel of beauty, scattered all over, the beauty of a heart wrenching tune, the beauty of a splash of color – color on the canvas, on the cheek of the young bride, on the farmlands, on the ferocious skies ready to subject the world with a deluge , in fact color in each and every thing that had touched my life one way or the other.However I still prefer to walk towards fulfillment, towards doing something productive for the society rather that walk down this lane that is called memory.
smita
walking down the street, noticed something different today, it was just another day, down the same street i walk down every day.
Katie Turrentine
Now really this is getting silly. How on earth is anyone supposed to come up with something remotely interesting with a word like ‘walk’? It’s as bad as ‘building’. Come on oneword and cxome up with more provocative words like fu
Sie liebte Spaziergänge. Häufig lief sie den Küstenstreifen entlang und schaute in die Ferne. Wellen, nichts als Wellen. Wohin das Auge reichte, Wellen und Wasser. Sie war wahrlich auf einer einsamen Insel gestrandet.
I walk down the sidewalk. Not knowing where it ends. Walking without aim. Just to get somewhere. Anywhere. Better than here.
Christina
To walk in my shoes you need to have faith in the one slight thread through the maze of reality that I build. You cannot have my story that bridges the thin ice that stretches between me and everything else and is what I follow.
Kurt’s pace is brisk, and he’s sure of his destination. The wind whips at his cheeks, giving them a rosy stain against his pale complexion. His nose upturned, his demeanor off-putting, he enters the school, ready.
Rachel
Not only did i walk into the grand ballroom. i frolicked and in that manner i was greeted by the prince of my dreams. he looked upon me with dazed eyes as if he almost got hit by a car.
I walk around the clock in my new clogs until my feet sweat. I must walk a straight line or I will fall into the quicksand. Slippery….
The walk. A walk in the park. No, it was a busy roadside footpath. Well, there was not even a footpath. but there was a lot of love. and the walk was so worth it!
It was a nice walk. with his hand in my hand. we had never done that before. it was a fresh experience. i felt so much love flooding my heart… i miss him now, and the walk… can i have us back, please?
Two feet placed side by side contemplating the direction one’s heart leads them to. One step makes all the difference but never the choice, that is left up to the mind.
i used to wal in the early morning with my grandma…… walk is the best excersise to keep the body fit…..
i want to go for a walk outside, in the fresh air. the sky looks blue out there. puffs of cloud and bright, eye watering sunshine but instead i’m stuck in a borin grey office with nothing to do but work work work
Time to strap on those trainers and get outside! It’s time for a walk! Careful, there were a few dogs walking just a few minutes ago so you may need to tread carefully to protect those pretty white runners!
I didn’t have to walk away, but it was all I could do. She looked at me with eyes that said she didn’t care, she wouldn’t be there for me anymore.
To walk or not to walk that is the question? Save your bus fair and keep fit. m
You must walk, don’t run. I hear that all the time at the school. It no sooner comes out of a teachers mouth than you see another kid break loose and run across the lawn or down the sidewalk by the buses.
One of these days someone is going to fall down and get hurt! Yea, and you know what? Then they will get up and get on the bus and go home. Maybe they’ll think twice about running next time, but if not who cares? They’re the ones hurting themselves by not listening.
I mean no harm; I come in peace. I come from a place where ‘walk’ rhymes with ‘pork’.
A walk in the park on a summer’s day was just what the doctor ordered. How could she resist? One handsome companion and an ice cream – heaven.
Walk. Er walkte. Das kann heißen, dass er so komisch gehend durch den Wald lief. Es ist nicht gehen. Es ist nicht laufen. Es ist walken. Oder Wäsche kann man auch walken. Oder Teig. Durchkneten. Einmal so richtig, drücken und drehen und …
Walking is a great excercise. I love to walk. And especially in the evenings when the sun has set and a reddish glow has spread through the sky. The fresh air can make anyone jubilant.
the old boy pontificated as he walked—more like puffed—round and round the weary yellow dog that was tied to the tree.
Es dauerte nicht lange. Es war ein langer Gang. Schließlich gelangte die Gemeinschaft an den Rand des Berges und blieb stehen. Schließlich hatte ihre Reise ihr Ende genommen und die Trennung stand bevor.
When you walk towards me my heart stops
I can’t walk towards you
I fall flat on my feet
I can’t walk to you anymore
I just can’t
Yesterday when I walked I felt alone. Walking is something that we do when we don’t know what else to do. When you walk, you put one foot in front of the other but actually you don’t even think about it. When he walked that day his mind escaped and he turned into a swan.
They walked, arm in arm. In shorts and thongs under a canopy of slick, sun bleached hair. Their feet fell in a drone of million drums missing a conductor. They were drawn down the street, by the golden sun.
‘Walk !’ he said.
“walk to the edge and jump”.
That was all she could hear and she took the plunge. Th
They walked, arm in arm. In shorts and thongs under a canopy of slick, sun bleached hair. Their feet fell in a drone of million dums missing a conductor.
Camminavo lungo un viale alberato, forse ero in un lungomare, forse a Parigi, non mi ricordo quando ero partito, né quando ero arrivato. Ma mi trovavo lì e in fondo mi bastava.
Walking down the alley one night, I saw a poor boy crying. I said to him, “Don’t cry.” He then smiled and was happy that I was there.
She was walking.
and so talking.
But now
is braking.
What?
The Heart?
I went walking. I thought of you, of how we once walked together. I miss you, the way the dry fields miss the rain. I wish that you were here, that you had not walked away. But you did. You always did.
Walking down the road one day, squirrels killed countless people. Without hope, people died in agony and pain, as well as sorrows overwealming all people.
Move your body in a walk that refreshes your mind, in the cool of Autumn, warmed by sunshine.
walk the talk if you may. do not only talk and don’t walk the talk cos this will let other look down upon you.
I’ve been walking for too long. You walk when you aren’t in a rush to get somewhere, when you don’t know where you’re going. I don’t want to walk anymore.
Walking through the park she noticed lots of things…flowers. Trees. Blue skies. Clouds. Kids playing on the jungle gym. The park bench with one man on it, feeding the squirrels. The mitten that someone had lost. The trash can that had been graffittied with “LOVE” in bright red.
U should walk a lot if u want to stay fit !
Walking should become a part of your life,instead of using escalators use stairs!
To walk…Walk around the truth that athen seems to follow you every where you go. Walk away walk away…screw it just RUN!!!!!!!!!
as I walk down the memory lane I find that I can still feel the warmth of my new born son as I held him in my arms, a young nineteen year old wondering and marveling .I can still see my young daughter holding on to the scruff of my neck refusing to go to school. As i walk down the twining quagmire of my grey cells that make up this thing called memory I find in the nooks and corner strange realms, there is still the whiff of the roses in the garden of my high school, roses of all hues and colors that grew on a single bush, there is the bewildered little girl who wonders why her mother is not putting her off to sleep after the birth of her little brother, there is the skeptic young woman who wonders at the subtlety practiced by grown ups ,and then there is the embittered woman grappling with a troubled marriage .And thus I fear this walk, the walk that can open up old festering wounds but there is also the refuge as the overpowering element was the feel of beauty, scattered all over, the beauty of a heart wrenching tune, the beauty of a splash of color – color on the canvas, on the cheek of the young bride, on the farmlands, on the ferocious skies ready to subject the world with a deluge , in fact color in each and every thing that had touched my life one way or the other.However I still prefer to walk towards fulfillment, towards doing something productive for the society rather that walk down this lane that is called memory.
walking down the street, noticed something different today, it was just another day, down the same street i walk down every day.
Now really this is getting silly. How on earth is anyone supposed to come up with something remotely interesting with a word like ‘walk’? It’s as bad as ‘building’. Come on oneword and cxome up with more provocative words like fu
Sie liebte Spaziergänge. Häufig lief sie den Küstenstreifen entlang und schaute in die Ferne. Wellen, nichts als Wellen. Wohin das Auge reichte, Wellen und Wasser. Sie war wahrlich auf einer einsamen Insel gestrandet.
I walk down the sidewalk. Not knowing where it ends. Walking without aim. Just to get somewhere. Anywhere. Better than here.
To walk in my shoes you need to have faith in the one slight thread through the maze of reality that I build. You cannot have my story that bridges the thin ice that stretches between me and everything else and is what I follow.
Kurt’s pace is brisk, and he’s sure of his destination. The wind whips at his cheeks, giving them a rosy stain against his pale complexion. His nose upturned, his demeanor off-putting, he enters the school, ready.
Not only did i walk into the grand ballroom. i frolicked and in that manner i was greeted by the prince of my dreams. he looked upon me with dazed eyes as if he almost got hit by a car.