• flutefrog commented on the post, truth 4 years, 2 months ago

    She looked into his eyes, searching in the blue, striving to feel the truth. What used to wade at the water’s surface was now buried deep into the blue. “what is the truth?” she thought to herself as she tried to read the boy’s eyes

  • flutefrog commented on the post, choose 4 years, 4 months ago

    The two roads spread out in front of her. So many possibilities for each, she thought. What should she choose? It seemed impossible to decide which way to go, so the girl closed her eyes and spun in place. Feeling disoriented and blind, the girl unseeingly placed a foot in one direction and walked on, having made her choice.

  • flutefrog commented on the post, speech 4 years, 4 months ago

    She forced her eyes into his and opened her mouth. The days of silence were done. She had to speak to him. He looked at her questionably, curiosity aligning his face as she spoke her first word. It was quick and unsure, but she spoke her second with more confidence. She told him what she had to say, each tumbling word gaining more purpose and…[Read more]

  • flutefrog commented on the post, compass 4 years, 4 months ago

    It swiveled and spun, shaking his hand. It suddenly stopped and the boy looked in the direction of the pointing red arrow. It was time to take the first step in the new direction.

  • flutefrog commented on the post, cry 4 years, 4 months ago

    A burst of emotional energy, so strong and unexpected. It spreads through her sea blue eyes and down her face, ruining her cheeks and crinkling her eyes.

  • flutefrog commented on the post, promise 4 years, 4 months ago

    He looked into her eyes, filling her heart with a sea of emotion. “Promise?” The words traveled softly and sweetly. The girl cracked a wide, earthly grin. “promise.”

  • flutefrog commented on the post, must 4 years, 4 months ago

    It was needed. They had to do it. Everyone was expecting it. The boy and girl stared into each others’ eyes, looking for emotion. The audience watched as the two embraced, arms and lips on top of one another.

  • flutefrog commented on the post, experience 4 years, 4 months ago

    Every sound, sight, and feeling all contributed to the experience, the select time that would be remembered.

  • flutefrog commented on the post, lord 4 years, 4 months ago

    He gives us a place in our lives, a way to live and a figure to look up to. He is inspiration, He is the guide, He is the light. He lives above us all, watching and loving.

  • flutefrog commented on the post, placed 4 years, 4 months ago

    She held the tea cup firmly in between her index finger and thumb. To keep her hand from skating, she tensed her hand. She had to look calm. She had to look controlled. The girl placed the tea cup gently on the table.

  • flutefrog commented on the post, amount 4 years, 4 months ago

    Sometimes there is never enough. Sometimes you can never get enough. When the amount needed is infinite, where you always need more. That is when times are tough. It could be love, wealth, time. We all need more. We must get over it.

  • flutefrog commented on the post, sure 4 years, 4 months ago

    She looked so sure, saying it was fine and continuing on. But she wasn’t. She was scared. What if things went wrong? But she had to look sure, to make the people around her feel safe.

  • flutefrog commented on the post, now 4 years, 5 months ago

    It is in the moment. The precise time. It moves like water, drifting and floating you farther away. It brings you to new places, times later on.

  • flutefrog commented on the post, season 4 years, 5 months ago

    They flaunce through the snow, cheeks blushed and fingers intertwined. They swing in their season, the snowy season of so said cheer and grace. They look back on this a year afterwards, seasons gone by. And they realize seasons could be just about anything.

  • flutefrog commented on the post, stir 4 years, 5 months ago

    There was a stir in the air. The hound pointed his muzzle upwards, reaching for the bent change. What was it? What could it be?

  • flutefrog commented on the post, determined 4 years, 5 months ago

    Her eyes narrowed as she approached the starting line. Everything around her vanished as she scraped the mudded ground with her fingers, getting into her starting position. Her whole body tensed, every muscle aching to compete. She was ready.

  • flutefrog commented on the post, available 4 years, 5 months ago

    She walks through the crowd and people see her anew. Somehow, there is a new glaze to her skin, a new twinkle to her eyes, and a new flowing to her hair. She walks differently, perhaps because of the new attention. They think that because her relationship has just ended, she is open to all. Available. Available. A new person to flirt with and love…[Read more]

  • flutefrog commented on the post, July 4 years, 5 months ago

    I am wishing to go back the days when the sun stained the earth, the days where there was warmth and laziness and an abundance of time. I could sit in the glistening grass with unguarded toes, the tips of the blades tickling my skin. I could daydream in a hammock, only wearing shorts and a tank, thinking of things beyond summer days. I could…[Read more]

  • flutefrog commented on the post, roof 4 years, 5 months ago

    The girl placed the wood above her head. It was to keep her sheltered, to save her from the rain and sleet from outside. She felt safer with this roof on her head but she also more trapped than before. Because of this protection, the girl was unable to experience the good things from above, the sun and wind and sky. The girl stayed trapped under…[Read more]

  • flutefrog commented on the post, higher 4 years, 5 months ago

    You tilt your head up. You are higher, thinking higher and seeing things from a higher point of view. You are above many of the people who try to bring you down. You must look over them then; tilt your head upwards and walk on.