buzzing

July 5th, 2015

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53 Responses to “buzzing”

  1. The music of his whisper buzzing in her ear like a sweet symphony, smiles etched in both of their faces. Neither of them expecting the end was soon, too soon.

  2. buzzing
    those annoying loud bees
    humming in an octave too high for my ears to
    tolerate
    to withstand the noise of the bees
    the noise inside my head

    annamarie
  3. The sidewalk to his house had been recently deconstructed and remade into a winding pathway. At least, that’s what her vision told her. A few shots of vodka always screwed with her vision though. She walked on, laughing to herself. The concrete pathway reminded her of how their friendship had once started off straight and simple, and then suddenly shifted to something disorientating.

  4. The bees were buzzing.
    That was one thing I remembered about summer. That was what I remembered when everything was happy. I would sit outside with my sister, eating popcicles and drinking lemonade and watching fireworks, and we would be so, so happy.

    Emily
  5. It was so silent, so eerily quiet inside. White curved walls padded with supple foam tiles, not a door or window in sight – as if J’s office was completely impervious to the outside world, a sort of self-contained futuristic bubble. Only if you listened very intently – almost holding your breath – you could hear the faint buzzing of the highway far below.

    tirlich
  6. What’s that buzzing?
    I don’t hear it.
    Really? It’s so loud to me.
    You’re crazy.
    I don’t think so. Damn, that’s loud.
    Just keep it to yourself. I don’t want to hear about your buzzing.
    Ok

  7. outside was buzzing. not the normal buzz of the streets and lights, and people, and things—but something entirely different. this buzz was intense–intentional. she knew it was directed at her but she hesitated to pursue it. the buzz was violent.

  8. my mind is buzzing with thoughts that are cruel, sharp-edged swords. some are blunt knifes. they don’t cut deep but they draw blood, the blood that runs close to the surface of skin, lighter, dilute.

    Anu
  9. “Dammit! What is the buzzing noise?” Walter stood up and looked around the room. “That is the most annoying thing I have every heard.”
    “Yeah, sorry. The register is on the fritz. It’s been making that sound for a week.” Rachel smirked with the gum between her teeth. “They keep saying they’re going to get it fixed, but I think it’s a lost cause.”

  10. Doyle had kept on some other lobbying work so that people would not wonder what he was really doing with his time, and this was what brought him to the Capitol Building today. Working his way through the maze of corridors that led to the Senators” private offices, he listened carefully to the snippets of conversation that passed him in the corridor. The place was buzzing about the death of Congressman Willis, as it now seemed there was some kind of smoking gun, that proved his death was not a suicide.

    tonykeyesjapan
  11. It buzzes in the back of your mind, nothing but white noise that eventually fizzles away and you zone out. You see but you don’t, hear but don’t make out what it is making those sounds. You’re in your own world, impenetrable, locked away and safe in your state of nothingness.

  12. bzzzzzz. that’s the first memory that comes to mind, when I read my speech to the entire middle school at mentor college. I don’t know how or why I did it, but I did it. I was terrified, still am, of giving speeches. I always wanted to be that person that could just get up there, without a single shake in their voice or a single shiver in their body.

    farah
  13. the cars are buzzing outside. my alarm clock buzzed way to often this morning. my head is buzzing with all the noise. i have a headache and need to go home. bye

    Pei Pei
  14. night sky buzzing
    alive with love
    i am staring
    into the skies above
    wondering where
    my lover sleeps tonight
    wondering if
    things will ever be right
    i fall into thought
    my mind is distraught
    however, if nothing,
    I’ll still have the buzzing night sky
    and that is reason enough to survive

  15. “It usually happens when I’m reading,” he said, putting down his cup of black cheap-shit coffee from around the corner. “It starts in the back of my head, sort of builds, and at first the buzzing is just noise, but after a while,” he paused here to sip again at the foam cup, “I start to feel it too.”

  16. All the buzzing made it look like it was the fall of the empire. Everyone left whatever it was they were doing and went outside to see the miracle.

    Stef
  17. Time was ticking, and the phone was doing everything to annoy me besides buzzing, which actually might have been a godsend. I needed this call, I needed this boy. It overtook my hearing suddenly and it was all I could hear, all I could think…the ring. The buzz.

  18. the secadas were buzzing. the time of night was strange and hot as any July in the middle of the summer. we were buzzing too; my hand was shaking so badly i had to grab his, and he smiled because he was just as drunk as i was. i was going to remember this night though, i had to.

    Abby Goodwin
  19. My eyes flitted up to the TV screen. There was an incessant ringing, almost like a buzzing in my ear and I hadn’t been able to rid myself of it. I moved past Tyler to grab the remote, turning up the episode of Friends that was playing. The buzzing did get a little softer, but it didn’t completely stop. I groaned in annoyance. Maybe I needed to see a doctor.

  20. Buzzing. Chaotic. Circling like flies. Pervading thoughts, like static. How did you get in here? You distraction. You pest? But you won’t leave my ear.

    Yamuna
  21. The buzzing in my ear won’t stop. It’s been years now, and you might think I’d have gotten used to it, but I haven’t. Every morning, I wake up with a strange tingling sound. And it’s bothering me.

    E
  22. The bee buzzing around me. I bet everyone writes about a bee. But have you ever seen the really big ones, the hairy ones, that look like small mammals, with wings/ THey are scary. Extremely scary. And when they hit you, theres impact. Splashy, thudding impact.

  23. She screamed and jumped, swatting at her ears and head.
    He glanced over at her. “Problem, Hayley?”
    “YES! These damn bugs won’t leave me alone! They keep flying by my ears.”
    “Ooooh. That’s why you freaked. Okay. I thought you were having mini-seizures or something.”
    “Don’t be an ass, Phil. You know I hate bugs.”

    grace
  24. The sound. Something in my ear. A happy memory of a playful child living in a day dream. The heat of the sun, the thick air, the stench of the sea. A hot place where children come to learn and be. Secrets reveled in a humorous tryst, a smile still on their face as they speak of inevitable sadness and sorrow.

    Kelsey Smith
  25. There are dozens of mosquitos buzzing above our heads, as we slather on repellent and pass around cans of cold cider as we look out over the crest leading to the lake. The earth here is so unstable, but we’ve found a patch that holds our weight. I sip from my can and you sip from yours, and then we switch and giggle when we taste each other’s spittle. When I reach for your hand, a bug settles on my wrist, ready to dig in. And you swat it, hard, making my fingers tremble.

    Belinda Roddie
  26. Her phone kept buzzing and she tried to ignore it, but eventually gave in to its call. Her boyfriend watched from the bed as her eyes widened and he briefly worried that something might be wrong.
    “Whoa..” she said,”It’s from the Guild.. They want me to join their next meeting..”
    “Whoa is right.” He said as he stood and walked over to her.” I know you’re an Elite, but you’re only Rank 1..”

    Nicole M.
  27. Sam was typing furiously in office, he was working late at night again. ‘Buzz… buzz…’

    Josef Haas
  28. Bees were the first thing that came to mind. But of course, that would be too easy, wouldn’t it? Because bees are the obvious answer, but it was not bees. It was… something else. Something darker. Eerie. As the sound grew louder, my fear intensified.

  29. The door shut with a gentle bang. I took one last look at her through the water-potted car window before driving off. I was the buzzing with a feeling I hadn’t felt in a long time. The combination of excitement and hope was enough fuel to make my smile last all night.

    Ian
  30. Too late and the bees are going to nest. a baby fuzz buzz like my fuzz buzz brain. Can honey spill downhill? where’s my trickle down effect? Can bees fill out my resume? this tired capitalist life gets me low

  31. it’s like this buzzing in my brain incessant, not as if playing the piano or a moment in peace. as I am putting my feelers soft out into the hard world plane. As my limbs squish further into the earth.

    Fawn
  32. laying beside a brand new him, the lucy he gave me tickling my intestines, the ground becomes holy geometric covenants, my human skin is melting, the soft bee flesh consuming me, everything turning to honey, to honey, to honey, to honey

    Rune
  33. The buzzing woke me up too soon. I was supposed to sleep for another hour. Fat chance now. I slap the annoying box, setting it to snooze and closing my eyes. It goes off again. No way was that five minutes. I glare at the clock. I sigh.

    Drew
  34. The buzzing woke me up too soon. I was supposed to sleep for another hour. Fat chance now. I slap the annoying box, setting it to snooze and closing my eyes. It goes off again. No way was that five minutes. I glare at the clock. I shigh.

    Drew
  35. The buzzing of the bees were the only thing that I could hear. The tank was soundproof, but I could see through all the yellow and black that my sister was screaming and tearing at her hair. It wasn’t something that I could help with or control. I was stuck and my insides were churning with guilt.

  36. The world around me
    Buzzing with life
    The sky so green
    The sea so high
    I’m not really sure
    If I got that right
    But I’m just foretelling
    What’s in my sight
    It certainly is a
    Blissful night
    So much beauty
    Ought to give me a fright
    But not tonight, darling
    Not tonight.

  37. It seems that everything is buzzing around me and it is so hard to get away from it all. I wish it would just stop so I could enjoy the small things around me. When will I escape the noise that seems to never cease. I wish I would breathe again.

  38. sweet summer skies
    lovers buzzing like flies
    take me back to
    the year 1965
    the year we truly felt alive

  39. It was buzzing like a chainsaw. So damn loud, I thought my ears were going to quit working. Why was it so loud? Why couldn’t it be quiet? Why why why. If I were going to die, at least I should be able to die quietly.

    Genevieve
  40. Bees are buzzing in my head right now, the bees of blissful music. Now I hear a tick and a tock. Why do I always lock my door? What I am afraid of? The Queen Bee is back, eating away at all that we lack.