orb

June 2nd, 2017 | 15 Entries

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15 Entries for “orb”

  1. Carry me alight, glowing: orb
    Orient me to the last position
    Cardinal or otherwise
    Knowing those eyes I register the greeting

    By Sunset URL on 06.02.2017

  2. Their hands all shriveled up like weeds in summer once they touched the orb. The glowing bauble sucked away their youth like slurping down a soup – and a cold soup at that. As what remained of their bodies dropped to the ground like dried up husks, the orb remained suspended in the air, and somewhere, we could hear laughter. Laughter that was effervescent, like sparkling water. It rippled across the sphere’s shiny, glassy face.

    By Belinda Roddie URL on 06.02.2017

  3. In looking the eye circles and moves constantly. It controls what you see, favoring contrast and movement. The eye is an orb focusing and honing in on details, collecting and collating images from the outside without meaning.

    What the eye has seen must be put into words before the universe is revealed and we put meaning to what we see. We are trained to interpret and see only what we can name, what we can explain. What we think we know, what we understand of the outside world, includes only a small part of the information received through the eye.

    By Meredyth URL on 06.03.2017

  4. Life isn’t something to just choke down and get through.

    By Danielle1 URL on 06.03.2017

  5. An orb is a glowing ball of light, usually spherical and often has paranormal connotations

    By Janet Wilkinson on 06.03.2017

  6. Round and full of life, swirling through each layer, thick meaty fruit, sweet nectar juice, hanging off the branch, surrounded with green foliage.

    By Margaret Burgeon-Swine URL on 06.03.2017

  7. Glowing on my camera screen, I saw them in the bottom right corner. They sat in a cluster on the chair.
    It had to be dust. Something.
    I went to the next image.
    The little orbs became a line in front of the chair, a mismatched, messy line, closer to my lens.
    I went to the next image.
    It was just dust I said.
    But in this image, the orbs weren’t there anymore and instead I saw a smoky figure, disfigured, mouth wide open and large, jagged teeth. It was screaming at me, whatever it was.

    By Ian URL on 06.03.2017

  8. round and smooth
    encased in my hand
    soon launched and traveling silently
    until impact bursts

    By tones8 URL on 06.03.2017

  9. The orb shone in the distance. “Can we reach it?”
    “No one ever has,” he answered.
    “I will, daddy. One day, I will.”
    “I believe you, sillyjeans.”
    “Do you really daddy?”
    “I do. You can do anything you set your mind to.”
    “Anything?”
    “anything.”

    By Zhelana on 06.03.2017

  10. It began to glow underneath the then white garment draped over it, haphazardly hiding it from view. It wasn’t until the orb vibrated off the pillar with a solid thunk, though, that Collin noticed it. He warily nudged it with his staff remembering the last time he touched something belonging to the mage.

    By Sarah URL on 06.03.2017

  11. The missing eye made me realize how beautiful eyes are.

    By Danielle1 URL on 06.03.2017

  12. The orb seemed to mock me as it sat obviously on the shelf. Then as if by a miracle there was a flash and my whole world went black.

    By Sydney Martin on 06.03.2017

  13. Orbs. It’s a cliche way to describe his eyes, and yet I can’t think of anything better – blue orbs, glistening just so in the light as he looks up at me. Stares at me. Looks right through me, like he can see something nobody else can. Something beyond the surface, so intimate and terrifying all at once.
    I reach in front of me instinctively, brushing a strand of blond hair behind his ear, and he shivers.
    “Is this okay?” I ask.
    He kisses me in reply.

    By Emma URL on 06.03.2017

  14. It glows defiantly in the distance. Dancing and shimmering. I stood in awe. Heard nothing, saw nothing else. Every sound, emotion, worry, memory-all of it gone as I became more and more entranced. All I knew was it was cold. That beautiful orb shone in the distance-and I was too far away to capture its glow.

    By beautybeyondstars URL on 06.03.2017

  15. Stuck in this bubble. I look through the watery glass around me. I can hear laughter, I can see memories being made. I can participate in conversation, make logical decisions, even joke and laugh and dance and sing and live. Or what others think it living. I’m so tired. I walk around purposeless. Making money, spending money. Meeting people, saying goodbyes. Too nervous to open up, dying inside from keeping it in. I asking to take on his burden, thinking I had the tools to get through it…this battle is far more costly than I realized. This strange orb has engulfed every aspect of my life. Is this depression? Is this anxiety? Whats wrong with me?

    By beautybeyondstars URL on 06.03.2017