Clear, much like a Scientologist reaching the ultimate level, the apex of his or her existence, only to realize that their life has been a lie, their savior a fraud, their beliefs a sham. Clarity. Reasonable.
Ryan Patton-Degenstein
When we spend time with ourselves in solitude, things will become more clear to us which way to go in our lives. It gives us a chance to see our true selves in a better light.
Morgan didn’t know what to make of the silence. Other than the gentle wheezing of the coffee perculator, the muffled morning routine of his upstairs neighbor, the mildly pleasant view of a neighborhood under construction. For once, he pulled his head down from up in the clouds.
I can see for miles. I taste the cigarette smoke of the couple beside me. I feel the bite of December and the ashy piles of old dust beneath my feet. On the mountain peak, the old Appalachian trail’s end, the hard winter earth, I am in the midst of transparency.
abigail
The wedding day had a clear sky it was a very nice day
mackenzie
She sat down and exhaled. Clear mind. Clear thoughts. Let’s write. Eyes open. Blank page.
Nothing.
She angrily threw the pencil from her hair across the room. Damnit. There wasn’t enough time for this. She had to think of something. The clock was ticking merrily, unaware how much she loathed it’s existence.
It is clear that nothing is ever going to be clear when everything is uncertain. Valley Malt is in turmoil but we are sticking with it and persevering. It is not easy to live with the ups and downs of running a malthouse.
Andrea
She was all in the clear, and thought she could slip away to the bathroom, but heard a familiar nasally tenor in the background. She wasn’t sure how far away he was, but she felt the hairs on the back of her neck sticking up, as if it were a bear instead of a human. Her dress glided with her soundlessly as she went around the corner, and found the edge of the terrace.
Holden
as crystal?
Everything breaks, so everything is precious.
Eliza
It has been years since I last saw you – six years since college and ten since high school. I wasn’t going to come back but I heard you were and I couldn’t stay away.
I still don’t know if it will all be for naught, but I suppose the attempt has its own purpose.
I can’t imagine you now, the you that I’ve only dreamt of. Your face is harsher maybe, your smile softer. Are your hands calloused at the edges, at that junction between finger and palm?
Or are they softer now that you know the ease with which flesh separates from the skin?
Medical school has been good to you I think.
Do you still have the letters I sent? Or did you instead throw them in the bottom of some drawer or other, lost and forgotten for our apartment’s next tenants?
transparent, tidy, correct, if I understand something it get’s clear to me. I can cross the street if it is clear I mean without snow. the window is clean I can see clear
Maria
It was clear to him that the snow was falling at a faster rate than the previous night. He knew it was only a matter of time before it piled up in his drive-way and it would be near impossible to leave his home for supplies. He’d have to clear it soon.
(yeah, I just wrote this, but now I signed up, so I wanted to re-post it, haha)
It was clear to him that the snow was falling at a faster rate than the previous night. He knew it was only a matter of time before it piled up in his drive-way and it would be near impossible to leave his home for supplies. He’d have to clear it soon.
Kasey Verrett
The clear night sky filled me with hope as I stood under the stars.
Maggs
She longed for the day when her skin would be clear and her tits would graduate from the K-Mart training bra that her mom had gotten her in a 3 pack for her 13th birthday. Then, she would know the meaning of bliss.
clear is like translucent like glass. although glass mirrors and ripples, can bend the light making it wobble. wobble-clear is glass, blown and full, voluptuous glass makes mockery and inflates the light.
so yeah, lets make it clear
you don’t care
and i always will
so maybe you should be happy?
but i don’t know i mean
haven’t you heard, nothing lasts forever
so why should i care?
i lost someone who didn’t even love me
but you
dang you,
lost someone who loved you.
so i hope its clear
but what happening is for the best
but i’ll always remember you
mimi
that crystallizing moment when you have a glimpse of clarity,
when you see what you know to be true but have always been denying.
Clear your head now, pull the fog aside. The day’s break tomorrow brings changing lights, changing air. You’ll go on a journey and emerge stronger. But not without a fight. Power it. Learn it. Become it.
Kim
why do i treat my body like a freezer?
i know I can’t keep these thoughts fresh for long
How do I clear my mind. I am clearly an over thinker and it is so difficult to clear my mind. I always have things running in and out of my mind and I just want peace and quiet. To clear my mind would be Heaven.
Nichole
It used to seem so clear. She would grow up, go to an Ivy League school, become a politician, have a bunch of money and live her life alone. The Brent came along. He changed it all. Everything she was sure of was wrong, was confusing, was incomplete and unfulfilling. Except…so was he. Disappearing for days at a time, stating sentences and never finishing them. None of the pieces of him fit together. Painter, sniper, charmer, loner…..none of it-or him-was clear. What was she going to do?
It was clear to him that this was the only path now. There was no turning back. “The road ahead, is all we have.” He said clearing his throat as he approach his comrades.
It was clear as day. I could see it coming straight for me. I never had a chance to avoid it. Never had a chance to run away. Never. Had. A. Chance.
Elizabeth Ware
There were clear skies all around the mountain. Clear, unnatural, skies. Not a single cloud was in sight and the inhabitants of the mountain were starting to think that they would never come back. After a week it was hard to tell if they’d ever get to see the clouds ever again or forever be haunted by clean, clear skies.
Alexandra
I like clear my house on saturdays because claering is cool!
DEISE CRISTINA DA SILVA SANCHES DE SANTANA
It’s clear what he needed to do now. He glanced back at the trail of bodies that he had just dispatched in a fury of rage. The Skeleton King wiped his brow and grinned. He finally had his army.
Everything was meant to be crystal clear. Everything was meant to make sense. If that were the case, how the f*** did I end up in a literal ditch on the side of the road? I don’t remember the faces of the people who hit me with their fists, who kicked me with their feet. I don’t remember where they dumped me at all. I think that my legs are both broken, and of course, it has to rain so I get drenched to the bone. So f***ing cliché. Where’s that Good Samaritan when I need ’em?
Belinda Roddie
It bottles up in me
All capped &
fizz
Pressurized &
bubbles brewing
bursting banging
against
it all.
We fight.
We wake the
neighbors
distant
relatives…
and whoosh
the path is clear –
carbonation
depleted.
The sky over the lake in the middle of summer, toward the end of the day when the sun is shining through the leaves. Golden green, so beautiful. And remembering that, what seems like an impossible amount of time ago, the only thing you wanted to be clear was that space between your eye brows that was so broken out, there was no way you could go out without a bag over your head.
nyla
cool and clear
after a tyranny of rain
slick sheets of sharp damp
but still finding warmth in your
candor
i kissed you first
before the champagne
past the last drop of rain
and well into morning
and for once
i was utterly there
in that moment
with you
Once upon a time, there was a dusty window and a girl named Dusty. Dusty wanted to clean the dusty window. She was so upset because she couldn’t see through it. She wanted it to be clear. She had a pet dragon named Fire. He melted the glass for Dusty so she wouldn’t have to spend time cleaning it. She was so happy that she could finally see what was going on outside.
Krizzanda Eagle
SOMETIME
What a surprise you turned out to be. You’d told me that you might like to come around and see me sometime, but I never expected you’d turn up with those things in the middle of the night. I had to think about it twice you know, whether to let you in or not. And when I did, I certainly never expected you to do what you did. Now there are tracks across my skin marking the places that you’ve been and my friends are asking questions. Its a little awkward to be honest.
The ocean was clearer than a scrubbed window pane. The air tasted like honey on my lips as you kissed every inch of my frame. I never thought salt could be so sweet between my teeth.
Clear, much like a Scientologist reaching the ultimate level, the apex of his or her existence, only to realize that their life has been a lie, their savior a fraud, their beliefs a sham. Clarity. Reasonable.
When we spend time with ourselves in solitude, things will become more clear to us which way to go in our lives. It gives us a chance to see our true selves in a better light.
Morgan didn’t know what to make of the silence. Other than the gentle wheezing of the coffee perculator, the muffled morning routine of his upstairs neighbor, the mildly pleasant view of a neighborhood under construction. For once, he pulled his head down from up in the clouds.
I can see for miles. I taste the cigarette smoke of the couple beside me. I feel the bite of December and the ashy piles of old dust beneath my feet. On the mountain peak, the old Appalachian trail’s end, the hard winter earth, I am in the midst of transparency.
The wedding day had a clear sky it was a very nice day
She sat down and exhaled. Clear mind. Clear thoughts. Let’s write. Eyes open. Blank page.
Nothing.
She angrily threw the pencil from her hair across the room. Damnit. There wasn’t enough time for this. She had to think of something. The clock was ticking merrily, unaware how much she loathed it’s existence.
Okay. Breathe. Relax. Clear mind. Go.
It is clear that nothing is ever going to be clear when everything is uncertain. Valley Malt is in turmoil but we are sticking with it and persevering. It is not easy to live with the ups and downs of running a malthouse.
She was all in the clear, and thought she could slip away to the bathroom, but heard a familiar nasally tenor in the background. She wasn’t sure how far away he was, but she felt the hairs on the back of her neck sticking up, as if it were a bear instead of a human. Her dress glided with her soundlessly as she went around the corner, and found the edge of the terrace.
as crystal?
Everything breaks, so everything is precious.
It has been years since I last saw you – six years since college and ten since high school. I wasn’t going to come back but I heard you were and I couldn’t stay away.
I still don’t know if it will all be for naught, but I suppose the attempt has its own purpose.
I can’t imagine you now, the you that I’ve only dreamt of. Your face is harsher maybe, your smile softer. Are your hands calloused at the edges, at that junction between finger and palm?
Or are they softer now that you know the ease with which flesh separates from the skin?
Medical school has been good to you I think.
Do you still have the letters I sent? Or did you instead throw them in the bottom of some drawer or other, lost and forgotten for our apartment’s next tenants?
I hope it’s the latter.
Mind, body, soul. Clearing these will lead to a happier life.
It was never quite clear why all this events had happen to him. The only truth he could hold on to was, horrible thing are going to happen.
funny that not only I had the snow in my mind..
transparent, tidy, correct, if I understand something it get’s clear to me. I can cross the street if it is clear I mean without snow. the window is clean I can see clear
It was clear to him that the snow was falling at a faster rate than the previous night. He knew it was only a matter of time before it piled up in his drive-way and it would be near impossible to leave his home for supplies. He’d have to clear it soon.
(yeah, I just wrote this, but now I signed up, so I wanted to re-post it, haha)
It was clear to him that the snow was falling at a faster rate than the previous night. He knew it was only a matter of time before it piled up in his drive-way and it would be near impossible to leave his home for supplies. He’d have to clear it soon.
The clear night sky filled me with hope as I stood under the stars.
She longed for the day when her skin would be clear and her tits would graduate from the K-Mart training bra that her mom had gotten her in a 3 pack for her 13th birthday. Then, she would know the meaning of bliss.
clear is like translucent like glass. although glass mirrors and ripples, can bend the light making it wobble. wobble-clear is glass, blown and full, voluptuous glass makes mockery and inflates the light.
so yeah, lets make it clear
you don’t care
and i always will
so maybe you should be happy?
but i don’t know i mean
haven’t you heard, nothing lasts forever
so why should i care?
i lost someone who didn’t even love me
but you
dang you,
lost someone who loved you.
so i hope its clear
but what happening is for the best
but i’ll always remember you
that crystallizing moment when you have a glimpse of clarity,
when you see what you know to be true but have always been denying.
Clear your head now, pull the fog aside. The day’s break tomorrow brings changing lights, changing air. You’ll go on a journey and emerge stronger. But not without a fight. Power it. Learn it. Become it.
why do i treat my body like a freezer?
i know I can’t keep these thoughts fresh for long
A white light
Blinding light
Light invades me
Intrinsic
Opaque light
Transparent light
Blurs my vision
But also gives it
Clarity
Good.
How do I clear my mind. I am clearly an over thinker and it is so difficult to clear my mind. I always have things running in and out of my mind and I just want peace and quiet. To clear my mind would be Heaven.
It used to seem so clear. She would grow up, go to an Ivy League school, become a politician, have a bunch of money and live her life alone. The Brent came along. He changed it all. Everything she was sure of was wrong, was confusing, was incomplete and unfulfilling. Except…so was he. Disappearing for days at a time, stating sentences and never finishing them. None of the pieces of him fit together. Painter, sniper, charmer, loner…..none of it-or him-was clear. What was she going to do?
It was clear to him that this was the only path now. There was no turning back. “The road ahead, is all we have.” He said clearing his throat as he approach his comrades.
It was clear as day. I could see it coming straight for me. I never had a chance to avoid it. Never had a chance to run away. Never. Had. A. Chance.
There were clear skies all around the mountain. Clear, unnatural, skies. Not a single cloud was in sight and the inhabitants of the mountain were starting to think that they would never come back. After a week it was hard to tell if they’d ever get to see the clouds ever again or forever be haunted by clean, clear skies.
I like clear my house on saturdays because claering is cool!
It’s clear what he needed to do now. He glanced back at the trail of bodies that he had just dispatched in a fury of rage. The Skeleton King wiped his brow and grinned. He finally had his army.
Lies
clear?
the difference between touch and touching
a pure noun
and a dangerous verb
if this grey bubble suddenly went clear
Everything was meant to be crystal clear. Everything was meant to make sense. If that were the case, how the f*** did I end up in a literal ditch on the side of the road? I don’t remember the faces of the people who hit me with their fists, who kicked me with their feet. I don’t remember where they dumped me at all. I think that my legs are both broken, and of course, it has to rain so I get drenched to the bone. So f***ing cliché. Where’s that Good Samaritan when I need ’em?
It bottles up in me
All capped &
fizz
Pressurized &
bubbles brewing
bursting banging
against
it all.
We fight.
We wake the
neighbors
distant
relatives…
and whoosh
the path is clear –
carbonation
depleted.
Cap left
a-teetering.
The sky over the lake in the middle of summer, toward the end of the day when the sun is shining through the leaves. Golden green, so beautiful. And remembering that, what seems like an impossible amount of time ago, the only thing you wanted to be clear was that space between your eye brows that was so broken out, there was no way you could go out without a bag over your head.
cool and clear
after a tyranny of rain
slick sheets of sharp damp
but still finding warmth in your
candor
i kissed you first
before the champagne
past the last drop of rain
and well into morning
and for once
i was utterly there
in that moment
with you
Once upon a time, there was a dusty window and a girl named Dusty. Dusty wanted to clean the dusty window. She was so upset because she couldn’t see through it. She wanted it to be clear. She had a pet dragon named Fire. He melted the glass for Dusty so she wouldn’t have to spend time cleaning it. She was so happy that she could finally see what was going on outside.
SOMETIME
What a surprise you turned out to be. You’d told me that you might like to come around and see me sometime, but I never expected you’d turn up with those things in the middle of the night. I had to think about it twice you know, whether to let you in or not. And when I did, I certainly never expected you to do what you did. Now there are tracks across my skin marking the places that you’ve been and my friends are asking questions. Its a little awkward to be honest.
The ocean was clearer than a scrubbed window pane. The air tasted like honey on my lips as you kissed every inch of my frame. I never thought salt could be so sweet between my teeth.