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After dinner, we nestled up together in my grandfather’s armchair, our stomachs slightly swollen from the binge of turkey, mashed potatoes, and casserole. I could still smell marshmallow in your hair after your petulant brother had flung a mushy yam onto your head with his fork, but in the kitchen, I knew pie would be waiting, but only after we had gotten over the initial food coma.
By Belinda Roddie URL on 11.28.2013
The armchair was beautiful and significant. It held the memories of a long gone grandfather. Happier times watching movies. Loves lost and won. Countless holidays. The chair meant more than the world.
By Liz on 11.28.2013
I wanted an armchair for my room
one from Walmart, white with blue
door handles, hinges solid black.
It could attain
that my chamber did posses
souvenirs, movie tickets
memories you could not
laid lightly, on
Sweedish imprint, rather
export. to show it has class,
The room, that is.
By Jason Ohono on 11.28.2013
As i sat in the living room, pondering the dilemma that had my wheels turning all evening, i heard drops hitting the ceiling. It was raining. Now this wouldn’t be a problem any other day except that there was a hole in the kitchen ceiling. So as i stood up from what seemed like rags of an armchair i saw it. I saw the answers to all my problems. Sitting on the dining table was an ad. This ad had a blonde woman pointing to what looked like a small building. She wore a blue dress and she was very slim vor her height.
By theangrybean5 URL on 11.28.2013
it’s the arm of a chair where mu arm can rest, i like to put it on the theater chairs. There are a lor of shapes and figures of armchairs
By it on 11.28.2013
Lean back. Grab your beer. I will be right there, sitting across from you on the other armchair. We’ll talk of the material, the ethereal and the abstract. We’ll make meaning of meaning and then discard it for the love of everything.
By Abhineeta URL on 11.28.2013
She leaned forward in the armchair, willing him to look up at her. “When do you think we’ll be done here? I have somewhere I need to go,” she said.
By sharon URL on 11.29.2013
“Dad?” I said, nudging the door open with my shoulder as I stepped fully into his study. “Jenkins said you wanted to see me?”
The leather armchair swiveled at the sound of my voice revealing not the stoic, graying, fifty-six year old man I’d been expecting but, rather, a young woman. With lightly tanned skin, hair gold from genetics rather than a bottle, and a smile that nearly took my breath away, I found myself at a loss for words.
“Hello, Skylar,” she said cheerfully, heedless of my near slack-jawed reaction to her presence. “It’s nice to finally meet you,”
By S.C. Lovelace URL on 11.29.2013
There are no arms on this chair
On which I am sitting
Spending my every waking moment on this
I wonder what it sees
At the back of my head
Is it blank?
By Trine URL on 11.29.2013
Fine. Everything is fine today. It’s relaxing, it’s a Sunday, and my favourite TV show is on. Nothing could be much better than being here, for the whole day.
By Emkiu URL on 11.29.2013
The chair was deep and he slipped back into its depths marvelling at how comfortable it felt. Around him the Christmas music jangled in his ears. He wished the season was over. This false joviality was wearing a bit thin.
By Alyson on 11.29.2013
Archie and Rose threw a bedspread over the Mantle’s armchair then propped it open on one side with the wonky dining chair. A tent, Archie announced. This is where we can make our plans.
By pip333 URL on 11.29.2013
What a lovely man. One of my favourite pictures is of him sitting in his lovely old armchair smoking his pipe. How I miss him…..
By Alexandra URL on 11.29.2013
My grandmother needed help to get out of the arm chair. My mother would put them out in the garden. One day, as a child, I turned the tap on them. The old lady in the chair.
By Bartok URL on 11.29.2013
She was resting there, her arms languidly open in a pose reminiscing me of countless fantasies.
She had been doing so for countless years, her skin withered and dry, her eyes two black holes.
By Guillaume URL on 11.29.2013
the armchair is smooth, but because it is attached to my wheelchair, i hate it. It is a constant reminder of my crippled status, even though it is only my lower half that is twisted and damaged, it is as if my top has to be reminded of this fact.
By jolisa brown on 11.29.2013
The armchair was red, with plush material covering the comfiest of cushions. It was solely inhabited by a marmalade cat, a regal mog.
By e on 11.29.2013
Armchair for my kingdom! For whether it be a quarterback or lay-z-boy, I will sell my entire kingdom for a moment in an armchair. I will tell everyone what they need to do and what they need to think and be a generally terrible person in the entire process.
By Rover URL on 11.29.2013
The old black cat sat in the armchair as if it were his. All day he perched there looking and dozing enjoying the sun on his warm dark fur.
By marylou wynegar URL on 11.29.2013
He sat in the armchair, not doing anything, not saying anything, he just sat. And for the briefest moments he forgotten everything, where he was who he was. He had forgotten that he was living. He forgot that he was breathing. He forgot that he was a live, functioning creature and he was thankful for it.
By Jade on 11.29.2013
something that offers comfort to rest when we are tired or a nice place to catch up a story or chat or movie
By mathu URL on 11.29.2013
I wish for the comfort of an armchair in my old age. A luxury I’m too poor to afford. I would love to curl up on it with a blanket and wait till my breathing slowing stops and all that is left is stagnant air in my lungs.
I want to grow old and die old. A luxury I am too poor to accept.
By paridhirustogi URL on 11.29.2013
So basically, as i sat on the chair, i swayed along, like the leaves with the light breeze, that makes your hair flow, and as i swayed, the grandfather clocks arms moved along, tick tock tick tock, the seconds became minutesd and minutes hours, my heart beat got louder and louder…
By Mads URL on 11.29.2013
The old armchair provided more than physical comfort. It transported her back to a simpler happier time, time that she had spent enveloped by her grandmother’s love.
By Tracey URL on 11.29.2013
it helps you. granny’s. it is comfy. it can be oldie. it is beautiful. a chair with arms. creativity burts. thank you. it relaxes you. it helps you to concentrate. an armchair. I have one too
By Sophie on 11.29.2013
a division of Identity Crisis, Inc.