I delight in the pleasure of the delicious pain that is writing. I both yearn and am afraid to place my fingers to the keyboard in creative endeavour. Ah, writing!
it is such a delight to have you in my life. to wake up each morning and i know you will be there. to know that you are as much of a delight to me as i am to you. delight. there can be no dark or sadness in delight. just smiles :)
The delight it gave me to see my family again was overwhelming. I couldn’t believe how much Sara had grown and how much my grandmother had shrunk. she could barely stand upright even with the support of both a stick and my brother.
Afternoon with rockets skyward, mid-flight the action starts and your blood pumps. Delighted to meet you, delight me for you, and this afternoon shall be too true for the rockets in flight and our afternoon delight.
Cake is something that is normally met with delight. Something betweent he frosting and the childhood nostolgia lays a certain bliss brought about more by memory than by any formula of sugar and condensed milk. Cake was always about special occasions.
I take great delight in just absorbing everyting around me – the scents, the colours, the sounds. What a fabulous place we are in. If only I could paint what I see.
Thunder rolled over the sharp peaks of the mountains around them as, shivering, Rob and Tracey made their way slowly up to the dim light between the trees. A small shack, situated in a copse of pine trees just off the highway, stood warm and inviting ahead of them, the windows lit with golden light and smoke rising through the rain from the chimney. And when they asked if they could possibly warm up inside for just a bit and use the phone, the old woman that answered simply smiled, and told them she would be delighted to help.
When I was 13 years old I went to summer camp in Burton Ohio, It was called Firebird. The song of the summer was “Afternoon Delight” and I didnt have a clue what that meant. Loser.
My heart was filled with elation the moment I saw him step out of the airplane. My heart sailed thinking of all of the memories we had created and are going to create now that hes back… i love him…
Hey! Step away from there if you value your sanctity, little man. It would be my most solemn delight to wipe that smile off your face with a well-placed blow to your nostrils, and if you think I am joking you are in for a punch in the nostrils!
There is delight in me when I see your face. I pass by my room and I see a picture of you and I smile. You are truly the delight of my life. I love you dearly. Sweet delight.
As a kid, I used to be delighted when I was given a simple ice cream cone. These days, it’s not as easy to reach a euphoric state. “Happiness” comes in the form of money, and therefore, greed. Why has happiness become so unattainable?
What do you find delight in? Oh nothing. Small things. Unexpected things. Presents from children. New shoes. Funny shows on the tube. Teddy bears. When fat people are limber.
I was delighted. She was here. She actually showed up. Wow. I thought she was lying. Who knew? She was apparently delighted to see me as well. We haven’t seen each other in years after all!
As she sat in her own chair, a feeling of delight came over her. What a pleasure it was to be back home. Although it had changed somewhat since her departure, she delighted in
the delight in his father’s eyes
is he a father?
as he stepped onto the dock and out of reality
the white of his beard contrasts with the blue of the lake
who is this man
and where is his reality?
Delight is the feeling of pleasure as a response to a pleasurable event. Delight may result in physical pleasure, such as senses, or it may come from other happy feel
your fingers used to trace the lines in my palm so naturally, but they’ve lost their smooth grace, and your touches no longer drip with sparkling lust. every touch once felt like fireworks on the metaphors decorating my skin, but the delight has faded into the reality that we were never meant to last.
You sprung up with delight at the sight of the homemade cake I was bringing to you. It was nothing special, just some flour, eggs, milk, and icing. It’s okay though. It was from me to you, and that’s all that matters.
To my delight, it was blue! Blue, the color of peace, of freedom, of my own joy. The bird would be my friend. Uncaged, it would visit me only when it wanted to, when it needed to. Or when I needed it.
Thank you, Mother.
Delight is a form of joy. Or is it? What is delight? Is it the feeling you get when you see you got the part in the school play? Is the feeling you get the person you hate gets punished? Is the feeling you get when you bite in to one of your grandmother’s chocolate chip cookies? What is delight?
Delight. To summer nights away from the sounds of the city. To skies full of shooting stars with comet tails that streak through the darkness. To wishes that come true. The very next day.
“Oh my gosh!” I screamed, looking at the list on the wall.
“What? what? what?” asked my best friend Elizabeth.
“I got the lead!!”
“Oh, don’t sound so delighted,” said my worst enemy, Rachel as she walked by. “You probably only got it because they felt sorry for you.”
She startled herself with the amount of delight she felt when she saw it. Her heart was all porridge and applesauce, warm and sweet. She felt certain she could now die happy.
hmm, interesting that it’s been the same word, delight three times. Does it only change every day? I have been delighted by the notebook-maven and organize things in flikr. delighted.
“What a delight to have you here,” she said to me. She handed me a drink in a red glass after swirling it around with he straw.
Her words were less filled with posion.
well oddly enough the first thing i thought of was sadness. i don’t have a lot of delight right now i guess. a boy hurt me, and i have to get over that, so for now delight is in the distant future…but i will see it soon :]
Delight in seeing.
Delight in tasting.
Delight in delight itself.
Delight in feeling.
Delight even in crying, in pain, for that we can feel is a delight.
Don’t think of others who are worse off to force delight – delight in what you have – simply.
I delight in the pleasure of the delicious pain that is writing. I both yearn and am afraid to place my fingers to the keyboard in creative endeavour. Ah, writing!
it is such a delight to have you in my life. to wake up each morning and i know you will be there. to know that you are as much of a delight to me as i am to you. delight. there can be no dark or sadness in delight. just smiles :)
The delight it gave me to see my family again was overwhelming. I couldn’t believe how much Sara had grown and how much my grandmother had shrunk. she could barely stand upright even with the support of both a stick and my brother.
Afternoon with rockets skyward, mid-flight the action starts and your blood pumps. Delighted to meet you, delight me for you, and this afternoon shall be too true for the rockets in flight and our afternoon delight.
It goes up at the end, with a click.
It’s bright, and has a thrill.
Cake is something that is normally met with delight. Something betweent he frosting and the childhood nostolgia lays a certain bliss brought about more by memory than by any formula of sugar and condensed milk. Cake was always about special occasions.
I take great delight in just absorbing everyting around me – the scents, the colours, the sounds. What a fabulous place we are in. If only I could paint what I see.
Thunder rolled over the sharp peaks of the mountains around them as, shivering, Rob and Tracey made their way slowly up to the dim light between the trees. A small shack, situated in a copse of pine trees just off the highway, stood warm and inviting ahead of them, the windows lit with golden light and smoke rising through the rain from the chimney. And when they asked if they could possibly warm up inside for just a bit and use the phone, the old woman that answered simply smiled, and told them she would be delighted to help.
When I was 13 years old I went to summer camp in Burton Ohio, It was called Firebird. The song of the summer was “Afternoon Delight” and I didnt have a clue what that meant. Loser.
I am delighted to see that my life has turned out to be exacrly as I thought it would. Or, you could say no
the light was nice in the room. it was the light that was his inspiration, a light bulb above his head, delight of his mind.
My heart was filled with elation the moment I saw him step out of the airplane. My heart sailed thinking of all of the memories we had created and are going to create now that hes back… i love him…
Hey! Step away from there if you value your sanctity, little man. It would be my most solemn delight to wipe that smile off your face with a well-placed blow to your nostrils, and if you think I am joking you are in for a punch in the nostrils!
Truly.
There is delight in me when I see your face. I pass by my room and I see a picture of you and I smile. You are truly the delight of my life. I love you dearly. Sweet delight.
As a kid, I used to be delighted when I was given a simple ice cream cone. These days, it’s not as easy to reach a euphoric state. “Happiness” comes in the form of money, and therefore, greed. Why has happiness become so unattainable?
Not even close tonight, oneword. I wouldn’t use that adjective to describe much of anything that happened today.
What do you find delight in? Oh nothing. Small things. Unexpected things. Presents from children. New shoes. Funny shows on the tube. Teddy bears. When fat people are limber.
1delight = deconstructive (of nature) entities/entropy lead into gratuitous habituating thought
I was delighted. She was here. She actually showed up. Wow. I thought she was lying. Who knew? She was apparently delighted to see me as well. We haven’t seen each other in years after all!
As she sat in her own chair, a feeling of delight came over her. What a pleasure it was to be back home. Although it had changed somewhat since her departure, she delighted in
the delight in his father’s eyes
is he a father?
as he stepped onto the dock and out of reality
the white of his beard contrasts with the blue of the lake
who is this man
and where is his reality?
Delight is the feeling of pleasure as a response to a pleasurable event. Delight may result in physical pleasure, such as senses, or it may come from other happy feel
your fingers used to trace the lines in my palm so naturally, but they’ve lost their smooth grace, and your touches no longer drip with sparkling lust. every touch once felt like fireworks on the metaphors decorating my skin, but the delight has faded into the reality that we were never meant to last.
I delight
in the sights and sounds
I see all around.
You are truly delightful.
I love the way you laugh and
I love the way you live.
I hope everyone sees you,
as sunshine, like I do.
You sprung up with delight at the sight of the homemade cake I was bringing to you. It was nothing special, just some flour, eggs, milk, and icing. It’s okay though. It was from me to you, and that’s all that matters.
To my delight, it was blue! Blue, the color of peace, of freedom, of my own joy. The bird would be my friend. Uncaged, it would visit me only when it wanted to, when it needed to. Or when I needed it.
Thank you, Mother.
Delight is a form of joy. Or is it? What is delight? Is it the feeling you get when you see you got the part in the school play? Is the feeling you get the person you hate gets punished? Is the feeling you get when you bite in to one of your grandmother’s chocolate chip cookies? What is delight?
It’s such a delight
To be by your side
As we take flight
Into the night
As our dreams collide
Here by your side
Delight. To summer nights away from the sounds of the city. To skies full of shooting stars with comet tails that streak through the darkness. To wishes that come true. The very next day.
“Oh my gosh!” I screamed, looking at the list on the wall.
“What? what? what?” asked my best friend Elizabeth.
“I got the lead!!”
“Oh, don’t sound so delighted,” said my worst enemy, Rachel as she walked by. “You probably only got it because they felt sorry for you.”
She startled herself with the amount of delight she felt when she saw it. Her heart was all porridge and applesauce, warm and sweet. She felt certain she could now die happy.
I licked the frosting off the spoon.
“How is it?” He asked
“Positively…delightful!” I responded, taking another spoonful and grinning at him.
hmm, interesting that it’s been the same word, delight three times. Does it only change every day? I have been delighted by the notebook-maven and organize things in flikr. delighted.
“What a delight to have you here,” she said to me. She handed me a drink in a red glass after swirling it around with he straw.
Her words were less filled with posion.
well oddly enough the first thing i thought of was sadness. i don’t have a lot of delight right now i guess. a boy hurt me, and i have to get over that, so for now delight is in the distant future…but i will see it soon :]
Afternoon Delight!
That is all. :)
Coffee. And chocolate. And hugs. And snow. And weddings. And flowers. And words. Mostly words.
soft.
so soft.
touch.
taste.
feel.
there. right there.
so perfect.
delight.
Delight in seeing.
Delight in tasting.
Delight in delight itself.
Delight in feeling.
Delight even in crying, in pain, for that we can feel is a delight.
Don’t think of others who are worse off to force delight – delight in what you have – simply.