A light bulb just reminds me of how messy my house is. How we can forget about something for so long. When a light bulb goes out, we stop paying attention to that room, and then that room gets abandoned for months. I hate how messy my life is.
Liz
kindergarten field trip to the garden in my backyard where everyone thought my dog was a dalmation and forgot all about planting seeds. the bus driver wouldnt get out of the bus so we took him a drink. my best friends mom was my teacher
emily
A light bulb appeared over her head.
“I know! A surprise party!”
“Too old.”
“Celebration at MacDonalds?”
“Too common.”
“Hmm… oh I know I know! How ’bout…”
“Let’s just give her a normal birthday okay?”
Shin
im wearing a brown shirt today. i had it for 5 year and its one of my favorite shirt. Its brown in color and has a light bulb as its main print design by the chest. beside it is text that reads “150 watts”. this is my statement tee.
dreddfool
Light bulbs are so important when you don’t have one. I like the frosted white ones best, & in a large enough wattage so that they don’t cast any yellow glow. I wonder who figured out that the vacuum system
bixa
the bulb hummed through the night as the insects flew to and from it.
gary
the bare bulb was crushing his thoughts. It was overpowering, a creature of that power needs to have the extent of its abilities shielded. But alas it was bare, and it was creeping through his closed lids and moving its way through his eyes, tearing apart everything it came across. He was sitting alone on a stool speckled with eggshell blue, and the unforgiving light was making its way back through to his grief riddled mind, taking from him the thoughts he now understands he never wanted.
Brendan R. Creed
it is a light bulb, or a flower bulb, you know, the ones what grow in to plants and stuff, but hte light bulb is a glass sphere like object with membranes inside producing electronic light, the plant on grows in to a plant…. what else can i say? theres no other bulb that comes to mind, and im not supposed to think so ill jstu write about light bulbs and plants bulbs, isnt 60 seconds up yet?
shea
Why are they giving me the same word again?
Give me a different word, dammit! I want a different word! Bulb is such a boring word. Switch things up a bit! Come on, I’m a writer. I need diversity!!!!!!!!!
And unnecessary exclamation points!!!!
Mallori
A light bulb is on the ceiling. I wonder who bought it.
It’s not fair that bulbs aren’t alive…they do so much for us. They help keep our lives alight with happiness, and allow us to stay active when it’s dark.
Shouldn’t they get something in return? I think they should. But of course, life isn’t fair.
Mallori
light. and what a great invention light is… for without it we cannot enjoy the luxuries of the 21st century and the modern world. however how incredible is it that a tiny glass partical can contain so much power and at the same time be so fragile? but the again is that not the metaphor of life. for the bulb is itself the perhaps the best man-made metaphor of who we are.
ray
light comes from within it makes me warm and happy i like to see light on other people bulb also is a plant with thrives on light from a bulb it is a baby plant not unlike a mini electric plant that generates lite for the bulb that is in the incubator that give light to the bulb in the incubator to make it grow
John Luskey
the light bulb walked into the room, seeing no one there it removed its clothes and waited for the end to come. when the bleeding subsided, it sent a letter to the church of rome for the grievous misunderstanding
Benjo
ONION
LIGHT
BOOBS
FILAMENT
25W
EYES
NOSE
BUTT
C
I think bulb is a lamp. we use it for enlighten a room in our house
andrew
“Damn, Gina! Change the light bulb!”
“Why don’t you change it fool?!”
“Cause you’re the one who turned on the light when the bulb when out!”
“Well I only turned it on cause you told me to, now get off your lazy ass and change that lightbulb yo damn self!”
LISSA
lights go on in the house and light fills the room so you enter and go about looking for somewhere to get comfortable and turn on the television then look for a chanel to watch.
Debbie Nutch
Lights on in the dark, where before there was nothing and all there is now is the brilliance of pervasive thought and scrutiny, and all is seen under the light and those hidden secrets are out there, and is it right, is it just, is it what we want? Secrets are made to be broken. All we have is lack of shadow
BB
The light bulb burned into her eyes, her head. It flashed, illuminating and eliminating. It gave her a terrible headache. But, it intrigued her – its shape, its intensity.
anonymouse
the light flashed, flickered, and then with a tinkering smash, the bulb shattered. she could hear him breath in the silence that followed, and she knew that there was no going back. it was just the two of them now, no light, nobody, nothing but the bare truth that they would have to face together.
Carla
Sally looked up at the light bulb and could feel the tears forming in her eyes. Her husband used to be the ones to change all of the blubs. She started to remember the accident that took place over a year ago. The accident that she still hadn’t fully recovered from. The accident that took her husband away from her. And the anger she felt was returning.
Laurel
light bulbs are quite useful. they light up places that were dark and make everything clearer. and when Edison was asked why he didn’t give up when he failed, he said, “I haven’t failed, I’ve just found 99 ways that didn’t work.”
vamps
I miss the bright tulips that were of such a pure inexplicable red that it took your breath away. They’d sway in the breeze to the rhythm of my peddling that day when I learned how to ride a bike. I was in a light blue dress and I had just decided, then and there on my dry gravelly driveway, that I would learn to do what so many others had learned before me, and never forgotten. I barely scraped my knees, you know. But when I did, eventually, after many minutes of teetering and timing practice, the blood which dribbled lightly down my scarred knees mimicked so sweetly the pigment which the tulips greedily harbored. Often imitated, never duplicated; there was nothing of a truer red than those tulips. Tulip bulbs, folks.
Ama
The light bulb flickered as she sat tied to the chair. It seemed there was no way out. So she just sat, waiting for salvation. He entered…the light bulb blew out, and all there were were screams.
Laylaa
The bulb sat on that stalk, sagging a little under the weight of its awkwardness. It stared out into the garden from the window… such a large sunny space. Healthy flowers stretched their petals as if awaking happily next to the warmth of a lover’s body. The bulb sighed. Or, rather, would have sighed. Damn lack of lungs.
Jez
he doesn’t mean to do break it – a slip of fingers and the bulb comes crashing to the ground, glass shattering in a thousand directions all at once (but not fast enough). ‘ow,’ he hears a voice ring out but he has never seen her before. (what has he done?)
jess
lightlighting my way into the streets insects and rain cloudling the bulbs of street lamps the bulbs of market vendors piercing my eyes shattered bulbs the sound of bulbs burning out, the shape of bulbs, round curvescent heat from a bulb burning.
mston
There was a day when the world had ceased to exist. This did not concern Emile, she had taken the day off of work to tidy up her home. There was naturally many things she had neglected to do for sometime. Her trash needed taking out, she had papers everywhere and every light bulb in the place was out. It is safe to say that Emile wasn’t tidy enough.
a bulb of light. a bulb that grows into a magnificent lily. a bulb that protrudes from the back of that hairy man’s neck and makes you nauseous. bulbousness in a nose, in a fruit, in an easy-to-spot swelling of your boyfriend’s pants.
sancho
You know I often think about what was going through Edison’s head when he was thinking of the name for his new light. Bulb? What the hell? He looked in his garden and thought, “glowing veggies? BAMF!” so now we take glowing vegies and have fights with them and attack unsuspecting cars in parking garages…my poor lexus.
Leowen
His eyes glanced upwards to the plant above him. Lying on your back, the word always looks different. Lying. Humans never lay; they always lie. Maybe He wasn’t really there at all. And how do we know who He is? If pride is a sin, why must He always capitalize His name to set Himself apart? He’s like a flower with gaudy decoration; not content to only have a green bulb.
Spencer Kane
A part of the plant, a light, bulbish buffoon, oh god, anyway, blub, bub, Bubs, Sbu, jorb, bjorn, bjork, bork, jerk, I think I lost my point here. Is this really about bulb anymore? Is it supposed to be? I need some help.
Washington Irving
I had to change a bulb once. this reminds me of the family guy joke. how many dirty stinkin apes does it take to change a light bulb? 3. one dirty stinkin ape to screw it in, and 2 dirty stinkin apes to throw feces at each other. yo, they call me AK. i guess im gonna write about bulbs today.
Andrew
There’s a daffodil just outside my window. It’s lumped in a cloudy, cracked old glass, sitting on the concrete just next to the sprouts of grass that are seeping up through the cracks. The yellow above the brown bulb is so bright looks almost rude.
moge
It creates a spot in my vision as it lights up the room. The small glass appliance is tightly wound into its holder, controlled by a simple flip of a switch; one of the things in life that is. It glow on before sputtering out.
K
A bulb. What do I think of first, a bulb on a flower or a light bulb? The answer, is that i thought of a light bulb first, and then the actual bulb shape, like on a flower. I suppose it is because they are so common. When we refer to the bulb shape, we are always referring to the electrical light one. Man has spread their technology so much over this earth, haven’t they? It is so pervasive. It is sad. And yet, it is triumphant. for without it, life would be so much more difficult, thus, you have to be thankful for what we have.
Jason
like turnip only grosser. Backwards is blub, and it’s pretty much the same. sick. It’s actually looking at me like deranged Furby. The two B’s are the eyes and the weird eyebrows that move and judge and photo top secret government documents.
Ben Hilt
like a light bulb or tulip, the light goes off and wham, there is life.o r somthing.
who lknows.
i think about my ex-lover who now i can’t smile out.
A light bulb just reminds me of how messy my house is. How we can forget about something for so long. When a light bulb goes out, we stop paying attention to that room, and then that room gets abandoned for months. I hate how messy my life is.
kindergarten field trip to the garden in my backyard where everyone thought my dog was a dalmation and forgot all about planting seeds. the bus driver wouldnt get out of the bus so we took him a drink. my best friends mom was my teacher
A light bulb appeared over her head.
“I know! A surprise party!”
“Too old.”
“Celebration at MacDonalds?”
“Too common.”
“Hmm… oh I know I know! How ’bout…”
“Let’s just give her a normal birthday okay?”
im wearing a brown shirt today. i had it for 5 year and its one of my favorite shirt. Its brown in color and has a light bulb as its main print design by the chest. beside it is text that reads “150 watts”. this is my statement tee.
Light bulbs are so important when you don’t have one. I like the frosted white ones best, & in a large enough wattage so that they don’t cast any yellow glow. I wonder who figured out that the vacuum system
the bulb hummed through the night as the insects flew to and from it.
the bare bulb was crushing his thoughts. It was overpowering, a creature of that power needs to have the extent of its abilities shielded. But alas it was bare, and it was creeping through his closed lids and moving its way through his eyes, tearing apart everything it came across. He was sitting alone on a stool speckled with eggshell blue, and the unforgiving light was making its way back through to his grief riddled mind, taking from him the thoughts he now understands he never wanted.
it is a light bulb, or a flower bulb, you know, the ones what grow in to plants and stuff, but hte light bulb is a glass sphere like object with membranes inside producing electronic light, the plant on grows in to a plant…. what else can i say? theres no other bulb that comes to mind, and im not supposed to think so ill jstu write about light bulbs and plants bulbs, isnt 60 seconds up yet?
Why are they giving me the same word again?
Give me a different word, dammit! I want a different word! Bulb is such a boring word. Switch things up a bit! Come on, I’m a writer. I need diversity!!!!!!!!!
And unnecessary exclamation points!!!!
A light bulb is on the ceiling. I wonder who bought it.
It’s not fair that bulbs aren’t alive…they do so much for us. They help keep our lives alight with happiness, and allow us to stay active when it’s dark.
Shouldn’t they get something in return? I think they should. But of course, life isn’t fair.
light. and what a great invention light is… for without it we cannot enjoy the luxuries of the 21st century and the modern world. however how incredible is it that a tiny glass partical can contain so much power and at the same time be so fragile? but the again is that not the metaphor of life. for the bulb is itself the perhaps the best man-made metaphor of who we are.
light comes from within it makes me warm and happy i like to see light on other people bulb also is a plant with thrives on light from a bulb it is a baby plant not unlike a mini electric plant that generates lite for the bulb that is in the incubator that give light to the bulb in the incubator to make it grow
the light bulb walked into the room, seeing no one there it removed its clothes and waited for the end to come. when the bleeding subsided, it sent a letter to the church of rome for the grievous misunderstanding
ONION
LIGHT
BOOBS
FILAMENT
25W
EYES
NOSE
BUTT
I think bulb is a lamp. we use it for enlighten a room in our house
“Damn, Gina! Change the light bulb!”
“Why don’t you change it fool?!”
“Cause you’re the one who turned on the light when the bulb when out!”
“Well I only turned it on cause you told me to, now get off your lazy ass and change that lightbulb yo damn self!”
lights go on in the house and light fills the room so you enter and go about looking for somewhere to get comfortable and turn on the television then look for a chanel to watch.
Lights on in the dark, where before there was nothing and all there is now is the brilliance of pervasive thought and scrutiny, and all is seen under the light and those hidden secrets are out there, and is it right, is it just, is it what we want? Secrets are made to be broken. All we have is lack of shadow
The light bulb burned into her eyes, her head. It flashed, illuminating and eliminating. It gave her a terrible headache. But, it intrigued her – its shape, its intensity.
the light flashed, flickered, and then with a tinkering smash, the bulb shattered. she could hear him breath in the silence that followed, and she knew that there was no going back. it was just the two of them now, no light, nobody, nothing but the bare truth that they would have to face together.
Sally looked up at the light bulb and could feel the tears forming in her eyes. Her husband used to be the ones to change all of the blubs. She started to remember the accident that took place over a year ago. The accident that she still hadn’t fully recovered from. The accident that took her husband away from her. And the anger she felt was returning.
light bulbs are quite useful. they light up places that were dark and make everything clearer. and when Edison was asked why he didn’t give up when he failed, he said, “I haven’t failed, I’ve just found 99 ways that didn’t work.”
I miss the bright tulips that were of such a pure inexplicable red that it took your breath away. They’d sway in the breeze to the rhythm of my peddling that day when I learned how to ride a bike. I was in a light blue dress and I had just decided, then and there on my dry gravelly driveway, that I would learn to do what so many others had learned before me, and never forgotten. I barely scraped my knees, you know. But when I did, eventually, after many minutes of teetering and timing practice, the blood which dribbled lightly down my scarred knees mimicked so sweetly the pigment which the tulips greedily harbored. Often imitated, never duplicated; there was nothing of a truer red than those tulips. Tulip bulbs, folks.
The light bulb flickered as she sat tied to the chair. It seemed there was no way out. So she just sat, waiting for salvation. He entered…the light bulb blew out, and all there were were screams.
The bulb sat on that stalk, sagging a little under the weight of its awkwardness. It stared out into the garden from the window… such a large sunny space. Healthy flowers stretched their petals as if awaking happily next to the warmth of a lover’s body. The bulb sighed. Or, rather, would have sighed. Damn lack of lungs.
he doesn’t mean to do break it – a slip of fingers and the bulb comes crashing to the ground, glass shattering in a thousand directions all at once (but not fast enough). ‘ow,’ he hears a voice ring out but he has never seen her before. (what has he done?)
lightlighting my way into the streets insects and rain cloudling the bulbs of street lamps the bulbs of market vendors piercing my eyes shattered bulbs the sound of bulbs burning out, the shape of bulbs, round curvescent heat from a bulb burning.
There was a day when the world had ceased to exist. This did not concern Emile, she had taken the day off of work to tidy up her home. There was naturally many things she had neglected to do for sometime. Her trash needed taking out, she had papers everywhere and every light bulb in the place was out. It is safe to say that Emile wasn’t tidy enough.
flash bulb. Randal, music, techno, cat, Angerfist, Sabrepulse, light, darkness, satan, lucifer, evil, good, hearts, carebears, happy fun time, imagination, stupid people, alalalalalalalalalalahahahahahahahalalalalala,
a bulb of light. a bulb that grows into a magnificent lily. a bulb that protrudes from the back of that hairy man’s neck and makes you nauseous. bulbousness in a nose, in a fruit, in an easy-to-spot swelling of your boyfriend’s pants.
You know I often think about what was going through Edison’s head when he was thinking of the name for his new light. Bulb? What the hell? He looked in his garden and thought, “glowing veggies? BAMF!” so now we take glowing vegies and have fights with them and attack unsuspecting cars in parking garages…my poor lexus.
His eyes glanced upwards to the plant above him. Lying on your back, the word always looks different. Lying. Humans never lay; they always lie. Maybe He wasn’t really there at all. And how do we know who He is? If pride is a sin, why must He always capitalize His name to set Himself apart? He’s like a flower with gaudy decoration; not content to only have a green bulb.
A part of the plant, a light, bulbish buffoon, oh god, anyway, blub, bub, Bubs, Sbu, jorb, bjorn, bjork, bork, jerk, I think I lost my point here. Is this really about bulb anymore? Is it supposed to be? I need some help.
I had to change a bulb once. this reminds me of the family guy joke. how many dirty stinkin apes does it take to change a light bulb? 3. one dirty stinkin ape to screw it in, and 2 dirty stinkin apes to throw feces at each other. yo, they call me AK. i guess im gonna write about bulbs today.
There’s a daffodil just outside my window. It’s lumped in a cloudy, cracked old glass, sitting on the concrete just next to the sprouts of grass that are seeping up through the cracks. The yellow above the brown bulb is so bright looks almost rude.
It creates a spot in my vision as it lights up the room. The small glass appliance is tightly wound into its holder, controlled by a simple flip of a switch; one of the things in life that is. It glow on before sputtering out.
A bulb. What do I think of first, a bulb on a flower or a light bulb? The answer, is that i thought of a light bulb first, and then the actual bulb shape, like on a flower. I suppose it is because they are so common. When we refer to the bulb shape, we are always referring to the electrical light one. Man has spread their technology so much over this earth, haven’t they? It is so pervasive. It is sad. And yet, it is triumphant. for without it, life would be so much more difficult, thus, you have to be thankful for what we have.
like turnip only grosser. Backwards is blub, and it’s pretty much the same. sick. It’s actually looking at me like deranged Furby. The two B’s are the eyes and the weird eyebrows that move and judge and photo top secret government documents.
like a light bulb or tulip, the light goes off and wham, there is life.o r somthing.
who lknows.
i think about my ex-lover who now i can’t smile out.
smile at.
bulbs break. light bulbs break. tulip bulbs grow.
Light bulb, tulip bulb… bulb, bulb, bulb.