Hang man’s knot used to lynch without probable reason such as in the salem witch trials. Knotting your hair back to keep it out of your face. Knot you shoe laces so you don’t trip. Use a knot to keep a boat at the dock
ich habe einen knoten im kopf. ich weiss ni cht, wann er sich lösen wird. ich hoffe, dass er sich lösen wird. es fällt mir schwer. aber ich gebe die hoffnung nicht auf. ohne hoffnung kann man nicht leben. wann sind die sechzig sekunden vorbei?
it’s like
knuckles-tied-together,
hair-tickling-your-cheek,
dreams-casting-into-reality,
the experience of
being much too good for this
and never being good enough
losing themselves to simply
letting yourself be.
you leave it alone
and let it lie in shapeless heaps
across the linoleum,
and still you’re gasping
in the afterglow
of being nameless
and yet,
still being recognized.
and the knots of love
are tangled ’round your heart
like his name is caught up in your veins
and if you could only savour time
for just another kiss,
the world would combust
and you’d be happy.
I see a knot at the top of the page. I tie knots in my shoes. Isaac isn’t very good at tieing knots. The word knot reminds me of not. I am not a mean person. I’m thinking of a knot in a rope. Pirates of the Carribean has ropes with knots in it.
the pieces stuck together. no one understood it. no one cared to. some say it had a lot to do with love. that love that knots together all things, whether associate with the other or not. but i think it was just time.
That’s what they were like, a knot. They became more and more tangled up in each other, going every which way, until they realized too late that they couldn’t undo, couldn’t get out, and the knot was stuck forever.
tying knots is not a great gift of mine. sailors are really good at it. I do get tied up in knots a lot. my stomach feels like a huge gangled-up mess of knots a lot of the time. it’s likely not a very productive thing, but it’s a gift of mine that i”ve
a tie
a rope a not can be in my harui
i have to get knots out of my dogs hair,
I had a hard time learning to tie a knot for girscouts
A not caqn be q difficult enta=glement idf you can not figure how it is tied
Around your head and in between cause the world ain’t flat the people ain’t round, frogs cant sing cause birds cant jump, but your hair can split and tie a knot around your ankles, around your knees, around my neck, in your ears keep the frogs, the world in your eyes, and the people on your tongue.
this is how my stomach was when she told me and i didn’t know how to undo it. watching myself unravel it in my mind made me a little nauseated with impatience, like i wanted someone else to do it for me but who was there? she can’t because she did it. i can’t because it’s all i have left of what we were.
i have a friend tying the knot soon. i’m so happy for her, though i wasn’t for quite a while. i have learned to trust her judgement about this man though, not because i trust him but because i trust her.
another friend is embarking on a new romantic adventure, she confessed to this yesterday on the phone. i’m so excited for them, but when is it my turn?
My chest is in a knot because I am at a fork in the road. I was just told I am getting bumped from my awesome job to do something much less appealing. Having to decide something like my future never gets easier.
its a place of harmony and peace.accepting of all people regardless of race and spirituality. An international love affair with no remorse or conciseness fufiling
knotting around the trees
that don’t deserve these
bugs who don’t know what they
say and when I hear them I go
go
a little
hysterical because
they’ll give me the
fever.
i don’t know how to knot the yarn. if I was a boyscout, I would understand, but instead I do the same stupid knot each time and then usually watch the yarn fall apart because I don’t know what I should be doing.
She looped the climbing cord just how he liked it, across the wrists and ankles, and used a couple of new knots shed gleaned from a book. And she made them good and tight, tighter than he really liked, but what was the harm in that? Shed tired of his games, the rough handling and this was payback. He protested, but she ignored it. And blew him a kiss as she walked out the door, just as the TV crew shed alerted pulling into the parking lot.
if you don’t stop barking i will tie a knot around your neck with this rope, hang you from the balcony and shoot at you with my bow and arrow from the front yard.
The knot in the necklace represented the feeling I had in the pit of my stomache . No matter how careful I was to antangle the delicate strnds, they continued to rub and chaffe against one and other binding my anxiety up tighter. so tight in fact, I couldn’t breathe properly.
people tie their lives, their connections to other people, their memories, their experiences, in knots. why? so we have something to do in our old age. to try and untagle the knots.
The sticky stiuation that I always seem to get into when I speak before I think about what to say, then my stomach gets tied up in knots wondering how to extract myself from this dilemma.
knot. my stomach in knots. knots made of ropes, ropes made of threads. each thread tied in a knot. irrevocable, confused, tiny pieces of tissue and fibre and fabric, tied together. anchoring themselves firmly to what they no longer love, twisted together. strung along. threads and coarse fibres that graze my hand with abrasive beauty, calloused hands and a lack of happy endings.
Hang man’s knot used to lynch without probable reason such as in the salem witch trials. Knotting your hair back to keep it out of your face. Knot you shoe laces so you don’t trip. Use a knot to keep a boat at the dock
ich habe einen knoten im kopf. ich weiss ni cht, wann er sich lösen wird. ich hoffe, dass er sich lösen wird. es fällt mir schwer. aber ich gebe die hoffnung nicht auf. ohne hoffnung kann man nicht leben. wann sind die sechzig sekunden vorbei?
it’s like
knuckles-tied-together,
hair-tickling-your-cheek,
dreams-casting-into-reality,
the experience of
being much too good for this
and never being good enough
losing themselves to simply
letting yourself be.
you leave it alone
and let it lie in shapeless heaps
across the linoleum,
and still you’re gasping
in the afterglow
of being nameless
and yet,
still being recognized.
and the knots of love
are tangled ’round your heart
like his name is caught up in your veins
and if you could only savour time
for just another kiss,
the world would combust
and you’d be happy.
Pirates.
Titanic.
Knot just a bar.
Classy people who are to rich for there own good and generally eat at places like knot just a bar in ay harbor.
You got my heart tied in knots, and my stomach in a whirl.
-Nevershoutnever:)
x
I see a knot at the top of the page. I tie knots in my shoes. Isaac isn’t very good at tieing knots. The word knot reminds me of not. I am not a mean person. I’m thinking of a knot in a rope. Pirates of the Carribean has ropes with knots in it.
the pieces stuck together. no one understood it. no one cared to. some say it had a lot to do with love. that love that knots together all things, whether associate with the other or not. but i think it was just time.
That’s what they were like, a knot. They became more and more tangled up in each other, going every which way, until they realized too late that they couldn’t undo, couldn’t get out, and the knot was stuck forever.
it curved in many ways. can secure something, sometimes hard to undo. make them in shoelaces. have many different uses.
knot in my stomach.
self employment is liberating, but I fear where the next job is coming from.
I will choose growth and uncertainty, though, over complacency and boredom.
Drat. I’ve really done it this time, throwing my headphones into my bag, and lookit: tangled wires in a permanent knot, I just want to kick myself.
rope boyscouts tree celtic
rope boyscouts tree celtic
tying knots is not a great gift of mine. sailors are really good at it. I do get tied up in knots a lot. my stomach feels like a huge gangled-up mess of knots a lot of the time. it’s likely not a very productive thing, but it’s a gift of mine that i”ve
yes it is, whether it wants to be or knot. Only time will tell how things will pan out. So why knot go for it, while there’s still time.
a tie
a rope a not can be in my harui
i have to get knots out of my dogs hair,
I had a hard time learning to tie a knot for girscouts
A not caqn be q difficult enta=glement idf you can not figure how it is tied
Around your head and in between cause the world ain’t flat the people ain’t round, frogs cant sing cause birds cant jump, but your hair can split and tie a knot around your ankles, around your knees, around my neck, in your ears keep the frogs, the world in your eyes, and the people on your tongue.
this is how my stomach was when she told me and i didn’t know how to undo it. watching myself unravel it in my mind made me a little nauseated with impatience, like i wanted someone else to do it for me but who was there? she can’t because she did it. i can’t because it’s all i have left of what we were.
tie, strong, secure, rope sailing, slip, string,
i have a friend tying the knot soon. i’m so happy for her, though i wasn’t for quite a while. i have learned to trust her judgement about this man though, not because i trust him but because i trust her.
another friend is embarking on a new romantic adventure, she confessed to this yesterday on the phone. i’m so excited for them, but when is it my turn?
My stomach is in a knot. The agonizing pain and the fear makes me want to escape fast. How to get rid of this.
My chest is in a knot because I am at a fork in the road. I was just told I am getting bumped from my awesome job to do something much less appealing. Having to decide something like my future never gets easier.
its a place of harmony and peace.accepting of all people regardless of race and spirituality. An international love affair with no remorse or conciseness fufiling
knotting around the trees
that don’t deserve these
bugs who don’t know what they
say and when I hear them I go
go
a little
hysterical because
they’ll give me the
fever.
salvage divers
used to tie ropes or strings together to hold something in place. It is useful for ships to hold differnt masts together.
i don’t know how to knot the yarn. if I was a boyscout, I would understand, but instead I do the same stupid knot each time and then usually watch the yarn fall apart because I don’t know what I should be doing.
There was this big bag placed outside the door. I wonder who left it there.
I went out, open it and there it were. A bunch of strings with tied knot at each of them.
She looped the climbing cord just how he liked it, across the wrists and ankles, and used a couple of new knots shed gleaned from a book. And she made them good and tight, tighter than he really liked, but what was the harm in that? Shed tired of his games, the rough handling and this was payback. He protested, but she ignored it. And blew him a kiss as she walked out the door, just as the TV crew shed alerted pulling into the parking lot.
Knot, I’m all in knots. Trying to make it work, tangeling myself up into a knot. I can’t unravel it. I must walk away from my knot….
A knot is a tying, a binding, a stop in the flow. knots are meant to halt but can also be unexpected, a hindrance to be removed.
if you don’t stop barking i will tie a knot around your neck with this rope, hang you from the balcony and shoot at you with my bow and arrow from the front yard.
The knot in the necklace represented the feeling I had in the pit of my stomache . No matter how careful I was to antangle the delicate strnds, they continued to rub and chaffe against one and other binding my anxiety up tighter. so tight in fact, I couldn’t breathe properly.
couple, join, white, sea, long.
All of a sudden, there was a knot in my throat. I could speak. Something was holding me back. What is it that you do to me?
A tie.
A pretty little bow,
a single thought
a memory.
I’m knotted to you. only forever
only always
String keeps me here
people tie their lives, their connections to other people, their memories, their experiences, in knots. why? so we have something to do in our old age. to try and untagle the knots.
The sticky stiuation that I always seem to get into when I speak before I think about what to say, then my stomach gets tied up in knots wondering how to extract myself from this dilemma.
knot. my stomach in knots. knots made of ropes, ropes made of threads. each thread tied in a knot. irrevocable, confused, tiny pieces of tissue and fibre and fabric, tied together. anchoring themselves firmly to what they no longer love, twisted together. strung along. threads and coarse fibres that graze my hand with abrasive beauty, calloused hands and a lack of happy endings.
i cannot tie a knot in my shoe but i would like to tie the knot in my shoe when i tie the knot at my wedding