She was adorned in a variety of gold and jewels, and the haughty smirk on her face seemed to make her glitter all the more. She looked at me as to say, “you can never be me,” and, possibly worse, “you can never have me.”
“Adorned” is akin to “worn”, yet brings with it a sense of regality, and beauty. “he wore a crown” could be written much more poetically and appropriately as “A crown adorned his head”.
Moonlight clings like a garland to her hair as she flits her way across the grassy knoll. “Good little girls don’t go out after dark,” her papa preaches. But Dark is where the fairies fly, just before the first morning’s light, and she so longs to join in their dance. Dewdrops hold fast to her gown and mud to her bare feet as she hurries on, dolled-up in youth and blazing Summer and the endless Night. Dark could never cause a good little girl any fright.
dressed up, pretty, nice it is a word that reflects caaring about the adorned object – that is enhancing it because it is precious. It reflects confidence in that object, love, adoration – also a form of the word “adorn
I adorned you. And you adorned me. But that could only last for so long, until it dwindle away. But if things cannot be created, nor destroyed–where did my adornment go? Was it stolen by the teenage kids in the park? Was i absorbed into the lake we used to go visit? Are we responsible for the birth of a new fish, frog, salamander?
The princess stood at the top of the crowd, adorned in all the delicacies that declared her rank. She overlooked them, trying to feel something more than apathy for each of the moon-shaped faces turned eagerly toward her. All she felt was tired. How could it be that she was appointed to this position by the Gods?
i am adorned with a rose, a red, magical rose with thorns that can prick, and also thorns that can heal. they heal the body, heart, and soul. they also prick the body, heart and soul. pick your thorns carefully, bc you may not know which one you are getting. it’s an adventure in love and trust. some painful thorns are good for you, though it doesn’t feel that way.
The room was amanzingly adorned by the christmas tree. Tha made all the kids happy and thrilled, because now the had a place to recieve Santa!
She was adorned in a variety of gold and jewels, and the haughty smirk on her face seemed to make her glitter all the more. She looked at me as to say, “you can never be me,” and, possibly worse, “you can never have me.”
“Adorned” is akin to “worn”, yet brings with it a sense of regality, and beauty. “he wore a crown” could be written much more poetically and appropriately as “A crown adorned his head”.
she wanted to be adorned, adored, ornated because she was loved
she stood tall and lovely, prettier because she was loved
Moonlight clings like a garland to her hair as she flits her way across the grassy knoll. “Good little girls don’t go out after dark,” her papa preaches. But Dark is where the fairies fly, just before the first morning’s light, and she so longs to join in their dance. Dewdrops hold fast to her gown and mud to her bare feet as she hurries on, dolled-up in youth and blazing Summer and the endless Night. Dark could never cause a good little girl any fright.
dressed up, pretty, nice it is a word that reflects caaring about the adorned object – that is enhancing it because it is precious. It reflects confidence in that object, love, adoration – also a form of the word “adorn
dig up webster’s bones
tell him how he got it wrong
because guilt and regret
are not the same thing
you aren’t feeling guilty
for all the things we did
your only crime (in your eyes)
was enjoying it
dig up webster’s bones
tell him how he got it wrong
because guilt and regret
are not the same thing
you aren’t feeling guilty
for all the things we did
your only crime (in your eyes)
was enjoying it
carefully you constructed a fantasy
you were the keeper of the secrets
and you knew it all, even what was unsaid
it was magic you would say
you adorned them in fabrications
and you let them sit there
full of dread
I adorned you. And you adorned me. But that could only last for so long, until it dwindle away. But if things cannot be created, nor destroyed–where did my adornment go? Was it stolen by the teenage kids in the park? Was i absorbed into the lake we used to go visit? Are we responsible for the birth of a new fish, frog, salamander?
The princess stood at the top of the crowd, adorned in all the delicacies that declared her rank. She overlooked them, trying to feel something more than apathy for each of the moon-shaped faces turned eagerly toward her. All she felt was tired. How could it be that she was appointed to this position by the Gods?
i am adorned with a rose, a red, magical rose with thorns that can prick, and also thorns that can heal. they heal the body, heart, and soul. they also prick the body, heart and soul. pick your thorns carefully, bc you may not know which one you are getting. it’s an adventure in love and trust. some painful thorns are good for you, though it doesn’t feel that way.