Here is a word I don’t hear a bunch. Lamp, or candle, you still hear those a lot in 2010. Lantern? First thing that comes to mind is someone on horseback, riding through some colonial town. And I imagine one breaking, and setting the land on fire. Depressing, huh?
the boy walked towards the lantern at the end of the ally. the glow of the light hovering like an orb in the light of the winter night. he could hear the people inside the tavern as he approached.
the boy walked down the path towards the lantern hanging at the end of the ahall. the glow of the light looking like a floating orb in the dingy light of the winter night. the boy could here the people inside of the tavern laughing and the clink of the glasses of ale
flickering, reminds me of summer time and camping, and melanie, on new year’s eve..although that was in the winter time. perhaps i remember her becasue i have memories of playing with her in the summer months, and getting bubble gum flavored sno cones
The lantern glowed with a ferocity that mirrored her purpose. She hurried to the door, not pausing to think about what she was about to do. How horrible it would be when they found out.
He walked past the ornate Chinese lantern hanging off the post on the dock. It had an ethereal, orange glow that complemented the eerie singing coming from the under the wooden planks.
The lanter’s lined the ominous corridor, but still I couldn’t make out more than the shadow’s thrown across the stone. There had to be a door somewhere, had to be an end. But maybe some light was too much to hope for now.
gimme some light light
up my life life
is too short not to be happy
give it your best shot
a hit
a drive
strive
hold onto your feelings like
they’re unfortunate glue
glue me to you
even though i knew it might draw attention…i chose to light the lantern. he might not come this way, but even if he did…well, we had to keep moving. forward.
The soft glow of the lantern filled the corner of the room. It was propped upon Amelia’s bed in front of her legs that were pulled up to her chest. The power had gone out for 2 hours now. Amelia was curled up on her bed waiting for Demitri, who had gone to find the breaker to see if a switch had been thrown. A flash of lighting filled the room as the heavy wooden door swung open illuminating Demitri in the threshold of the door holding his own lantern looking a tad annoyed. Then following the lighting a loud crack of thunder filled the room causing Amelia to squeal in horror and squeeze her knees tighter to her chest.
Blue, pretty blue light, a light of life, start me off, start me going, set me going on a sail, a sail, a journery to another world, the next world, the rebirth, born of a light, born of me, I must go. Into the blue, the white, the pure, Heaven as it is on Earth, the best way to go.
I remember my best friend used to have an oil lantern. We would sit in the basement late at night and pretend like we were stranded in the woods. I loved that game.
the lantern used for camping was turned on. the silloutte of people inside could be seen moving by anyone passing by. the night was a cool crisp darkness. the la
it shined as bright as the sun the lantern was the only light for 50 years of traviling to mars but it was there and all was well. ben tim and sue got out of the spacship and stood still staiting at the light
There is a lantern, you know its there,
above the door. Will you take it out into the night?
I think there is something waiting. Something very good,
You just need a little light is all,
Can I come with you?
The light was flickering – much like you would expect from a nineteenth century gas lantern. Unfortunately this wasn’t the nineteenth century, and the flickering was something much more sinister.
As I walked through the cavern, I couldn’t help but wander what was around me. Were there bats above my head? Perhaps worse. Had I stumbled into the lair of some unknown beast?
the lantern provided warmth in the cold deluge of the thick night. if he knew he would never see this lantern again he would die of despair on the very spot where he was dripping rain
I found a lantern once, I didn’t know where it came from, but I took it home anyway. I brought it into the garage and left it there for ages. One day, maybe three to four years later, I found it. I didn’t think anything of it, until i tried to light it. I wish I hadn’t…
i went camping and i brought my lantern. I have had this lantern since i was just a little girl. I remember when i went camping with my father and his drinking buddy we brought this latern with us and they got drunk and dropped it, it caught the floor of the cabin on fire. thankfully the whole cabin didn’t go up in flames. the end.
suspended above the ground. flicking orange yellow and red over its own small universe. bobbing over the glistening water as the boat slowly moved through the fog.
There was only one single lantern left after everyone went home. The guests each too one and left me one that was tattered and torn. But it was YELLOW, so I kept it for myself.
Lighting up the outside of the house, moths circling around it. Guiding the tired old sailor through the mist towards his home, where his wife is awaiting.
IT sheds light . it is a symbol of hope. I like lanterns.In a forest resort where you do not want modern world intruding, having a lantern would be nice
I once held people in my eyes and ears like they were lanterns.
lanterns used to light up the rooms in the dark during the medieval stages. Especially in Asian countries, lanterns are known as its speciality.
Here is a word I don’t hear a bunch. Lamp, or candle, you still hear those a lot in 2010. Lantern? First thing that comes to mind is someone on horseback, riding through some colonial town. And I imagine one breaking, and setting the land on fire. Depressing, huh?
i like lantern. penis is cool. lanterns are used for light. they are yellow. and remind me of fireflies.
the boy walked towards the lantern at the end of the ally. the glow of the light hovering like an orb in the light of the winter night. he could hear the people inside the tavern as he approached.
Lanterns glow,
radiating warmth,
softly glowing in the night.
Crickets chirping,
lanterns glow
radiating warmth,
sotfly illuminating the night
the boy walked down the path towards the lantern hanging at the end of the ahall. the glow of the light looking like a floating orb in the dingy light of the winter night. the boy could here the people inside of the tavern laughing and the clink of the glasses of ale
flickering, reminds me of summer time and camping, and melanie, on new year’s eve..although that was in the winter time. perhaps i remember her becasue i have memories of playing with her in the summer months, and getting bubble gum flavored sno cones
The lantern glowed with a ferocity that mirrored her purpose. She hurried to the door, not pausing to think about what she was about to do. How horrible it would be when they found out.
The lantern was the only thing we could see in the enveloping darkness of the night. It burned with all of our hopes. It will go out sometime though.
He walked past the ornate Chinese lantern hanging off the post on the dock. It had an ethereal, orange glow that complemented the eerie singing coming from the under the wooden planks.
The lanter’s lined the ominous corridor, but still I couldn’t make out more than the shadow’s thrown across the stone. There had to be a door somewhere, had to be an end. But maybe some light was too much to hope for now.
gimme some light light
up my life life
is too short not to be happy
give it your best shot
a hit
a drive
strive
hold onto your feelings like
they’re unfortunate glue
glue me to you
even though i knew it might draw attention…i chose to light the lantern. he might not come this way, but even if he did…well, we had to keep moving. forward.
Gay gay lantern, how colorful you are.
You bring tears to my eyes, though you are far.
I wondered about this site,
And thought I just might
take the time to see,
And then to believe.
That this is lame
And i’m so not game.
i strol through the evening chill and pass the dim beams of a *lantern* without even thinking about the darkness lost to the light.
The soft glow of the lantern filled the corner of the room. It was propped upon Amelia’s bed in front of her legs that were pulled up to her chest. The power had gone out for 2 hours now. Amelia was curled up on her bed waiting for Demitri, who had gone to find the breaker to see if a switch had been thrown. A flash of lighting filled the room as the heavy wooden door swung open illuminating Demitri in the threshold of the door holding his own lantern looking a tad annoyed. Then following the lighting a loud crack of thunder filled the room causing Amelia to squeal in horror and squeeze her knees tighter to her chest.
When I was younger, my family went camping quite often. We always had one lantern and several flashlights.
Lanterns are full of light. They light your path. Glowing and yellow, fire and soft
Blue, pretty blue light, a light of life, start me off, start me going, set me going on a sail, a sail, a journery to another world, the next world, the rebirth, born of a light, born of me, I must go. Into the blue, the white, the pure, Heaven as it is on Earth, the best way to go.
I remember my best friend used to have an oil lantern. We would sit in the basement late at night and pretend like we were stranded in the woods. I loved that game.
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the lantern used for camping was turned on. the silloutte of people inside could be seen moving by anyone passing by. the night was a cool crisp darkness. the la
Lanterns. They give a glowing light in the pitch dark, they can make everything clearer, or just shine a little light on it.
“She was like, like a lantern that had never been lit inside of me before.” He said, distantly.
it shined as bright as the sun the lantern was the only light for 50 years of traviling to mars but it was there and all was well. ben tim and sue got out of the spacship and stood still staiting at the light
There is a lantern, you know its there,
above the door. Will you take it out into the night?
I think there is something waiting. Something very good,
You just need a little light is all,
Can I come with you?
The light was flickering – much like you would expect from a nineteenth century gas lantern. Unfortunately this wasn’t the nineteenth century, and the flickering was something much more sinister.
As I walked through the cavern, I couldn’t help but wander what was around me. Were there bats above my head? Perhaps worse. Had I stumbled into the lair of some unknown beast?
If only I’d brought my lantern.
the lantern provided warmth in the cold deluge of the thick night. if he knew he would never see this lantern again he would die of despair on the very spot where he was dripping rain
I found a lantern once, I didn’t know where it came from, but I took it home anyway. I brought it into the garage and left it there for ages. One day, maybe three to four years later, I found it. I didn’t think anything of it, until i tried to light it. I wish I hadn’t…
Light up the night, show me your might.
Take my plight as you begin to take flight.
As you float up in the night, I’ll watch you leave from sight.
i went camping and i brought my lantern. I have had this lantern since i was just a little girl. I remember when i went camping with my father and his drinking buddy we brought this latern with us and they got drunk and dropped it, it caught the floor of the cabin on fire. thankfully the whole cabin didn’t go up in flames. the end.
suspended above the ground. flicking orange yellow and red over its own small universe. bobbing over the glistening water as the boat slowly moved through the fog.
There was only one single lantern left after everyone went home. The guests each too one and left me one that was tattered and torn. But it was YELLOW, so I kept it for myself.
Lighting up the outside of the house, moths circling around it. Guiding the tired old sailor through the mist towards his home, where his wife is awaiting.
I held up the lantern to look at the old paintings but ended up burning the whole barn down.
IT sheds light . it is a symbol of hope. I like lanterns.In a forest resort where you do not want modern world intruding, having a lantern would be nice
hold me up. let me show you, keep you, warm you, exist for you.