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plum wine, stained soaked, and dark
the whiskey, amber, jeweled, you frozen inside
the beer, deep oak, charred wood
By vividexpression URL on 01.01.2013
The barrel sat at the edge of the room. Illuminating from its core. What could be in this barrel? It called to Mary. It pulsed with radiating light. She starred at it for a long while, questioning its existence. She had never seen it before, until now.
By Kim M URL on 01.01.2013
A barrel of fun is a rather peculiar phrase considering that fun is not something that one can easily put into a container of any shape or size. It must come from the Germans who keep fun in the form of bier!
By Joe Carey URL on 01.01.2013
Full of a plum sea, an intoxicating fluid. Can’t see straight, speak straight I am drowning in this alcoholic reverie. It’s so purple like an ocean, like an ancient sunset.
By F on 01.01.2013
A slow escape from the bottom;
It crept and climbed through wood
And wine stains
Only to end in a touch
Of skin stuck on skin and
A kiss on the lips.
By sonneillon URL on 01.01.2013
Of moonshine. Yeah it was illegal but the feeling of rebellion was too much for Ol’ Country Jack to resist. He loved it. Sneaking off in the woods, alone with nature, creating the strongest shit that’ll burn your tonsils out of your throat. Big cash too.
By Colton Adrian URL on 01.01.2013
With a barrel of ale and a barrel chest.
By Shakuntala URL on 01.01.2013
I walked through the front door of the little store. The display case was full of old-fashioned candy, and there were barrels full of popcorn by the register. I picked up a pack of
gum and approached the cashier to check out. He was a young man, early 20s, with blue eyes the color of the sea. “Peppermint. Good choice.” He said to me, flashing a crooked, boyish smile.
By Kate on 01.01.2013
The barrel had been so cleverly hidden behind the bookshelf Papa told me not to go near. But, he had never said anything about the barrel. No, the barrel was open for me to discover, and I did.
I remember playing many of games, by myself, while hiding in it.
By Chloe URL on 01.01.2013
Last night there was a wooden barrel with wine bottles in it–very festive and lots of people at the bar. We even saw a couple we knew and people wore glitter dresses
just to usher in the new year with festivities and hope.
By Robin on 01.01.2013
Keep rollin’. 2013. The best is yet to come.
By Liam Johnson URL on 01.01.2013
He was hiding. His mother had told him to go hide and to not make a sound. “Like a game of hide-and-seek?” he had asked her.
“Sort of,” she’d said. “Except no seeking. Just hiding.”
Sort of a useless game, he thought, but here he was anyway, tucked inside the close darkness of the inside of a barrel.
By Gwyn_Paige on 01.01.2013
Fish in a barrel or a barrel of pickles, it doesn’t matter. They are both in a barrel. Barrels can kill, they can fight and the can be your best defense, all depending on who you are.
By Chandell on 01.01.2013
of monkeys? going over the falls? racing? of ale? to barrel through and get it done!
By Lucinda on 01.01.2013
Barrel makes me think of parties. The goofy ones where they play the Beer Barrel Polka. Must have celebrating on my mind because it’s January 1. New Year’s Day. I’m working a little and screwing around on computer games a lot.
By Jean URL on 01.01.2013
Barrel ahead. Go on, you can do it. When you just go and don’t think about it, almost everything is possible. Don’t be frightened. Have a great time doing it. Get over the fear, put yourself out there, and make the most of all that comes your way.
By Audrey on 01.01.2013
head first, i will barrel through the walls i’ve created.
i will grasp change by the horns and let it carry me to new adventures.
i will go places i have never been before.
By sarah marie URL on 01.01.2013
The barrel was round. Of course it was. What other shape would it be? No matter what shape though, I’m hiding behind it. I can’t be found. The men aboard this ship have no idea I’m here, and I intend on keeping it that way for a while. I surely would be keel-hauled if they knew.
By Elsie on 01.01.2013
barrels are fun. and you can store pickles in them. yaaaay barrels
By Rach Valdez Styles on 01.01.2013
different from a crate, it rolls, you shoot the fish in it.
By faye on 01.01.2013
She smiled the same seductive grin that won him over in the first place. She had forgotten how easy it was to manipulate him. Like shooting fish in a barrel.
By Grace URL on 01.01.2013
The barrel toppled over, spilling out its contents for all to see. A collective gasp rose from the audience. Children darted behind their fathers’ legs or turned in their mothers’ arms.
By Amanda on 01.01.2013
The barron owned a barrel, it was filled with mead. The barron sold this mead to all the whores in town for a good keep. He kept the whores as pets.. and he would give them mead from the barrel they were being good at selling themselves on the streets. The barron had a daughter and he did not want her to beome a whore but alas, she did. And then he sold her in slave trade.
By Christopher Sawyer on 01.01.2013
It seemed simple enough. Just get out the gun, aim and shoot. But no matter how many times I squeezed the trigger, I jut couldn’t hit a single fish.
By John on 01.01.2013
oh fuck how do i write about a barrel, the only experience i’ve had with one was when i was like 10 and my brother and i would play this video game called thrillville and there was a pirates one and there were barrels you could open to get coins but that shouldn’t count should it? i need to go out and be more involved.
By Abby URL on 01.01.2013
(sadly not, completely humourless)
By Chris Glynn URL on 01.01.2013
At the bottom of the barrel, there was a surprise that Emily did not expect to see: her stuffed teddy bear from when she was five. It was a Christmas present her father gave to her. It was the last thing from him that she remembered. Emily was now seventeen.
By Vanyda URL on 01.01.2013
I drank for a barrel and I got drunk. It is something that hold liquid normally. You can use half of one for a flower pot.
By Britta on 01.01.2013
A short board and that makes a barrel. Holds water and other things. can be sealed and Donkey Kong can throw it at Mario. It is an excellent tool in some cases. There are Legos in the shape of barrels. I use them to make games.
By LOLpop URL on 01.01.2013
A short stubby barrel held all the secrets of the world. Odin’s Mead, some called it. All the secrets could be yours. Of course, it came at a cost. It was kept in a small town, secluded, and quite nice. No one knew where the barrel was, except the Keeper of the Church. No one dared ask. No one wanted to pay the price of ultimate knowledge.
barrel cascading down a waterfall Niagra Falls, Canada. Somewhere I’d like to go for fun one day. See lots of moose and/or are they called elk? I don’t know. I also think wine when I see this word. Like in California.
By Rebecca Frances on 01.01.2013
A farmer is rolling barrels of apples into the back of his pickup truck, where he will then drive it into town. In town the baker will buy the apple barrel to make apple pies.
By olivia on 01.01.2013
Can the barrel of fun be passed to the next generation? Might we see the light through the staves? One thin ray of light.
By Billiemae URL on 01.01.2013
Barrels they just hold what ever is poured into them together. Theyask no question about what it is they are holding together. They are not biased or judgemental they just simple hold whatever it is inside of them to the best ability. Even if it is acis that eventually will destroy them.
By Monique on 01.01.2013
I was once a little girl, well of course we are all young at some point. One day I was on my grandpa’s porch and thought I’d do some exploring, so I walked around his yard and in the back behind the shed and I found this 4 foot tall barrel, I decided to open and what I saw in their completely changed my life.
By Miranda on 01.01.2013
there is a child on a barrel in the street.
he sits, swinging his legs over the side,
looking round the corner to the
it is a cold day,
and no sun shines.
there is a child on a barrel in the street
he looks alright,
but he can’t feel a thing.
By Barebriar URL on 01.01.2013
A barrel. Don’t you put bear and stuff in those? Haha, what kind of word is this? It’s a barrel, Darrel! Wow, I cannot type today. Barrel. Darrel. Sharrel. I waaaaaaaaaaant candy!
By Journi on 01.01.2013
barrel of a gun
dark deep depression
By Julia on 01.01.2013
“You are les fn than a barrel without any monkeys.”
“I think you got phrase that just a tad wrong.”
“No, I got it just right, because your fun-level when equated with monkeys in barrels is zero, Tobes. ZERO.”
“I’m very sorry. I’ll buy a monkey. Will that help?”
“Maybe, Tobes. Just maybe.”
By Felix URL on 01.01.2013
there’s a bar at the end of the road. it’s known for serving whiskey and wine out of large barrels in the back. Each barrel has been there for years, filling with flavor and fermenting to a juicy produce. people gather from across the world for this exquisite drink. all because of old barrels.
By Fouad Hammoud on 01.01.2013
a division of Identity Crisis, Inc.