• eleanormorrice commented on the post, clue 7 years, 8 months ago

    Clues could be a star in the sky, a twig on the ground, a spot of blood on the clean ream carpet. But clues can also be hidden, kept a secret by the people who should never have made this pointer to destruction.

  • eleanormorrice commented on the post, chief 7 years, 8 months ago

    a leader among all of us that need guidance. a reminder of that person that we want to be, a person that has earned the status that any of us can achieve. we all respect that chief. but, despite all of this, any […]

  • This word is slightly tricky for me, however, it would be extremely easy for others. It is srange, because I am never at a loss for words, and this is such a simple example of literature, I feel embarrased that I have not much to say on this one.

  • eleanormorrice commented on the post, bulb 8 years, 2 months ago

    I saw the light bulb burst into a shower of electricity above his head. He was so self-centered, I could tell he could see it too. But he had reason to be full of himself. He was a scientist, and a very accomplished one at that!

  • eleanormorrice commented on the post, lock 8 years, 2 months ago

    Lock can be a really depressing word, if you think of it as that. Lock out everything. A lock is for a person that needs to be away from others. Away from life itself. Sometimes it is necessary, other times, not so much. What that person needs to do, when locking themselves out, in find […]

  • eleanormorrice commented on the post, level 8 years, 2 months ago

    I cannot stay in a level state of mind in a situation when I cannot see a way out if I needed it. I need to stay sane when these times happen. But I am not stupid, I can work it out – I just don’t let myself keep a level head, and a level […]

  • eleanormorrice commented on the post, level 8 years, 2 months ago

    I was standing level on a rocking boat, staring into the depths of the water skimming alongside me. And I felt peaceful, my whole body level and connected. I was compleatley present, ignoring usually distracting sounds; because I was level.
    And I realised

  • I failed. I failed. It made me so miserable my heart sunk lower into my ribcage trying to hide the same of my failiar. It always makes me think of sadness, misery and disappointment I do not want.

  • intense. Bounderys can’t stop this word from developing. So many things in our life and surroundings are intense. The food we eat, the colours of the landscape we see on a beautiful country walk. The smell of cow dung!!!!!!!!