auburn

May 12th, 2013 | 169 Entries

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169 Entries for “auburn”

  1. Her auburn hair wavered in the light breeze, her bright green eyes gliding aimlessly over the scene in front of her.
    “Hey, you gonna come up here, or what?” She smiles and offers a hand down to help me up. I suddenly realized that the only thing I was thinking was, ‘She’s beautiful.’

    By Neta Shikoba URL on 05.13.2013

  2. Her hair was flowing down her back. Auburn, like the leaves falling from the trees in autumn. It was thick and curly, covering her pale, naked body like a smooth, soft carpet. Then she turned and looked at me with burning blue eyes.

    By Celinda on 05.13.2013

  3. Auburn, famous name, favorite season…Kidding its not…its summer but what does that really matter. It doesn’t.
    I sometimes wish my hair color was auburn but then again, read heads don’t have souls…Isn’t that what they say?

    By Dorisday URL on 05.13.2013

  4. She is sitting in the park, on a bench 10 feet from me. I’ve been observing her for an hour now, fascinated by her long auburn hair, and the nuance of disdain on her face.

    By odhran on 05.13.2013

  5. audrey hepburn burns like fire through my eyes. her beauty burns the eyes of the auburn sun.

    By marianne lariviere on 05.13.2013

  6. autumn life. Livelihood. DEsturction in its purest form. Hair waterfalling. Dreams burning. I am here and now in the simplest of sensations. In the purity of it all. Blue. Relxing. Turning into something. New and perfect. I promise. I promise.

    By Maddy on 05.13.2013

  7. I am the one who created the universe. All of space and time. I will create planets, and a kryptonite for all of those planets, the sun. I will create humans and animals. I am not god or any high lord. I am the one with the auburn eye. with one eye, I can see what any human might see, but with the other,auburn eye, I can see through the fabric of space and time. I can see the future, I can see the past, I can see only the things that humans wish they could see, all through my auburn eye.

    By molly on 05.13.2013

  8. The girl with the auburn hair stopped and turned to him. She seemed to be flaunting her pearly white smile and perfect complexion; in fact everything about seemed flawless. She was teasing him, and he knew it.

    He’d been around many girls like this in his lifetime; his days at university were full of them. The fake personalities, fake white teeth, fake eyelashes- he’d seen it all before. But something about her, this auburn haired beauty, enticed him.

    By Mariel on 05.13.2013

  9. I am the one who created the universe. All of space and time. I will create planets, and a kryptonite for all of those planets, the sun. I will create humans and animals. I am not god or any high lord. I am the one with the auburn eye. with one eye, I can see what any human might see, but with the other-auburn eye- I can see through the fabric of space and time. I can see the future, I can see the past, I can see only the things that humans wish they could see, all through my auburn eye.

    By molly on 05.13.2013

  10. The aubern leaves fall down my face, as I turn around and revel in the glory of the season. The cool air, the crisp colors, and everything about this wonderous place makes me happy. I never had the time to spend much time outside as a young boy, and now, as an adult who does as he pleases, I love every second.

    By Taylor Maoman URL on 05.13.2013

  11. The sky was auburn and purple, like her hair. He knew what they said about gingers was true only more so when highlighted with purple.

    She took out her collar and put it on, and sat quietly naked in the corner.

    By Sir Profligacy URL on 05.13.2013

  12. femme fatal, insecure, not a color, in between, courageous, affirmation, choice of life, smile

    By Manon Breton on 05.13.2013

  13. My hair is auburn and it is pretty. I like to brush it and make it look beautiful. Often times I will put my auburn hair into a ponytail or a braid.

    By Kyla on 05.13.2013

  14. My hair is auburn. It is a very pretty color. I love to braid it on put it in a ponytail. My auburn hair matches my eyes which are hazel.

    By Sattgast URL on 05.13.2013

  15. The day was auburn. A late-summer day that didn’t want to end. I leaned on the balcony railing, stuck my dress-shoed feet through the gaps and waited.

    By Holden URL on 05.13.2013

  16. She had auburn hair. Beautiful, really. Something he liked to look at from behind the stacks when she stopped to peruse the book she had in her hand at the time. Pretty curls. He missed her when she didn’t come into the library for the day.

    By wonderwoundedh URL on 05.13.2013

  17. When I was younger, I tried to dye my hair an auburn color. I thought, “why not be up for a change?” Boy, was I wrong. My room mate had switched the labels (Happy April Fools Day) with a pink dye bottle, and my hair was the color of cotton candy for three months. Talk about having a hard time at work.

    By Megan URL on 05.13.2013

  18. She had auburn hair and green eyes, and reminded me of the woman Dolly sings about in ‘Jolene’. She was enchanting, and I never wanted her to leave. But she did, over and over again. I never quite figured out why. I guess she felt she had to. I hope I didn’t drive her away.

    By Beth on 05.13.2013

  19. auburn hair, auburn colour, auburn leaves, auburn sent.
    auburn sees, what aubur does but auburn burns fire in my tent.

    By Taylor Nanos on 05.13.2013

  20. Her auburn hair blew slightly in the breeze
    The day she turned me down
    And threw my grandmother’s ring into the ocean.
    She could not be bound.
    She was the girl on fire,
    Blazing through both day and night alike,
    Leaving only a trail of smoke in her wake,
    That was as beautiful as it was poisonous.

    By Siege URL on 05.13.2013

  21. auburn is not only the colour of one of the most unique hairstyles in the world it is also a life style than cant be taught, only lived. I Have the privilege of having not only this hairstyle but also this wonderful lifestyle thanks to one thing Auburn.

    By Alida on 05.13.2013

  22. Audrey Hepburn has been mixed up here. I think she was a writer, though I’m not sure.
    The word seems funny to me, probably because I know its origin, but I also think anyone would find it phonetically funny.

    By Ankit Prasad on 05.13.2013

  23. I glanced over my shoulder, my long, auburn hair flying into my face as I did so. Behind me, I could see two police cars coming fast. I prayed hard, “Oh Lord Jesus, help!” Eventually, four more police regiments closed in and forced me and my husband off the road.
    “Yes, officer?” my husband said politely, with trust in the Lord in his eyes.
    “You are under arrest!” the police screamed.
    “On what charge, sir?”
    “Being a Christian. Come with us.”

    “Oh Lord Jesus, help!”

    By Emma Travis on 05.13.2013

  24. I didn’t want to remember her. But the one thing I couldn’t get out of my mind was her hair. Always messy but always sexy. Soft and auburn, it lasted in my memory like campfire coals. I would find strands of it still, on my jacket, in the laundry, on the floor of my car. I knew them as hers by feel. Each strand was another turn of the screw that seems to slowly burrow in my heart.

    By Eric Herlihy URL on 05.13.2013

  25. Her auburn hair flowed elegantly in the golden rays of the afternoon sun. She stood still, right in the path of the forever wind. Every hundred years, she stood in this same spot, breaking the path of the wind around her in two. Tonight, was special.

    By molly on 05.13.2013

  26. her auburn hair flowed in the wind. It looked like sunrise around her turbulent eyes, what a contrast. What did her heart behold. The pain was etched in the creases in her forehead. He longed to hold her. He knew he couldn’t

    By Shen on 05.13.2013

  27. We all must think of auburn hair. I remember Anne of Green Gables and how she demanded to have auburn hair, and how eventually it came to her, that deep color I always imagine against cream-colored lace, probably because of Anne and her love for Lady Shallot.

    By Eve on 05.13.2013

  28. To escape from the prison of the south and that long red hair that does not belong on a girl who looks as she did and yet it made her one of the prettiest creatures ever to capture my attention. Alabama has her and Maine has me but I think of her and wonder if I had not told her how I felt, would we still be friends?

    By Katherine147 URL on 05.13.2013

  29. Do you remember the days when people were described by the color of their hair?
    EX: She is truly a beauty – with long auburn hair flowing in waves around her slender neck.
    And phrases like: a blond bombshell, a raven haired beauty or a firery redhead, you just don’t hear in general conversation these days.
    I suppose the invention of hair coloring put an end to that, but they are truly statements
    that inspire imaginative thoughts of ravishing beauty. Even the ‘silver haired mother’ has disappeared from our vocabulary thanks to Clairol coverups.
    And, I feel somewhat saddened that the images of great beauty that rush to our minds with these little suggested image thoughts are no more.

    By Vicki Buck on 05.13.2013

  30. Her hair was a deep shade of red, kind of like the way the leaves looked in the autumn. Her eyes were a chocolate brown, and seemed to be filled with warmth and a sense of home and family. Something about her drew me to her. I think it was her hair.

    By Brenna on 05.13.2013

  31. my hair is auburn, although i never specifically planned it that way. you might imagine from my statement that I plan the color of my hair rather than let the natural color be seen in public. it’s true. about twenty years ago, feeling a strong desire for personal design change after the appearance of one gray hair, i bought a box of hair color named “5N,” mostly because I liked the cut and color of the model on the box. Thus begun the next twenty years of sporting auburn-colored locks.

    By l on 05.13.2013

  32. trees
    autumn
    dark hair
    colors
    vintage
    old shoes
    leather jackets
    squirrels

    By janine on 05.13.2013

  33. her auburn hair tumbled down her petite head and collapsed on her grey coat. she skipped along the road covered with leaves of the fall colours. she picked up a leaf that resembled her hair colour, auburn.

    By opopopopopopopopopop on 05.13.2013

  34. her auburn hair tumbled down her petite head and collapsed on her grey coat. she skipped along the road covered with leaves of the fall colours. she picked up a leaf that resembled her hair colour, auburn.
    have a nice day.
    fun
    yolo tyms
    yayy
    aint nobody got time for that

    By opopopopopopopopopop on 05.13.2013

  35. An auburn mist coated the sunset. Nobody would have guessed what was to come. And this is the only memory I haven’t locked away in the vault of my mind of that ominous event that changed my life forever.

    By Morgan Hendrickson on 05.13.2013

  36. THe color of her hair was a rich auburn; the kind of color you’d see mixed in with the greens and yellows and browns of trees in New England. She smiled and her auburn hair blew in the sweet scented summer breeze. I wonder if I’ll see her again

    By thibault on 05.13.2013

  37. auburn feathers
    float across the rifts
    of wind whispers,
    and angel speak

    By Alison on 05.13.2013

  38. Her hair flowed through the sunlight
    Catching waves of amber
    She looked back at me and smiled
    Lips parting to show pearls
    Such perfect as she ran through that field
    The breeze swaying the tall grass
    The memories that still warm me.

    By Jordan Barker URL on 05.13.2013

  39. Her auburn hair blew wildly in the cold, February wind. Something about her beautiful blue eyes and tragic smile made me want to pull her close and never let go, reassuring her that everything was going to be okay. However, that was something I couldn’t do. That was something I could never do.

    By VanessaTechlan URL on 05.13.2013

  40. she stirs them up for battle
    but she never stays for the fighting
    (she’s seen it all before)
    not while there are men in the world
    with empty hearts and idle fists

    By h. b. URL on 05.13.2013