flock

July 26th, 2015

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48 Responses to “flock”

  1. “Com’on! Time to go!” It echoes through the house and it isn’t until he sticks his head into the office and sighs “You’re not even dressed yet?” she realizes the intention was for her to accompany them.

    He tugs at the blanket swaddling her feet and she bats at him reflexively. “I’m not going, you guys have fun.”

    His eyebrows jump as if he couldn’t imagine having fun without his girlfriend’s gloomy and anti-social roommate. He actually looks concerned.

    “Go. She’s waiting.”

    “Yeah, on you, silly.”

    She shoves him in the shoulder and he leaves, if not without pausing at the door and glancing back at her.

    Even if she doesn’t want it to be, something inside is cracking. Can’t keep up with the thought maybe, just maybe, she belongs somewhere.

  2. In the dead of the night, when the city was sleeping, she tip-toed out the backdoor, slipping past her security. The crisp air was like a shot of adrenaline, and she stretched out her hands as if she to hug the world. Someone behind her gasped and she heard the click of their cell phone flash. Within a minute, a flock of adoring fans were chasing her back to her luxurious prison-hotel.

    by on 07.27.2015
  3. His cough echoed loudly in the large empty room. He paid 350 dollars a month to rent this old warehouse out Sunday mornings, a waste considering no one had ever shown up for service. His dream of being a cult leader was slowly drifting away. How can you lead a cult without a flock to lead? He wuld have to take drastic measures.

  4. Like a flock of sheep we follow society trying to fit in, while forsaking our happiness and real goals.
    Foolish we are.

    by Pearl on 07.27.2015
  5. here it is

    by Andrea White on 07.27.2015
  6. There is a flock of geese in our neighborhood. The mom and dad had 11 babies. They like the side of the street that my house is on. They will start at the end of the street eating in the yards. They make their way to my house via the side walk. They have left a mess on our driveway.

    by Andrea White on 07.27.2015
  7. most of the animals live in flock for example sheep cow buffalo.

  8. for tigers and other big cats it is easy to them to kill their prey.

  9. A flock of swans, their white feathers shiny, dewy with lake water. Their necks are long and slender, curled over their young, and you wonder how their babies will grow up to be so beautiful.

    by Anna Paulson on 07.27.2015
  10. together,
    buzzing through the sky like
    V-shaped musketeers.
    One for all,
    slicing through the clouds,
    honking like rush hour
    or big rigs
    chugging down a highway
    making sure that everyone
    stay out their way.

  11. They walked into the restaurant like a flock of sheep, each one hoping the other would take a lead and find a table that suited everyone where they could all sit safely and graze.

    by Steve O on 07.27.2015
  12. Defenseless grey clumps on the ground powdered with thin early snow. From above, the probably looked that – a flock of migrating birds who’d lost their way, resignedly landing on the edge of a winter they hadn’t been able to escape. Dragan, who was walking ahead, turned and looked back at the group as they were approaching the base of the hill where the forest started – emaciated faces, sunken eyes, old raggedy clothes hanging off thin, tired bodies.

    by tirlich on 07.27.2015
  13. There was flock of birds at my feet. Just standing there and waiting for me to fly with them. They knew-as I did-that if I wanted to fly that I could…and I did.

  14. They gathered like a flock of sheep, scrambling,scratching, pushing their way towards the knocking of teeth and the flailing of limbs.They watched on.Eyes shone like wolves;hungry, waiting; like wolves they wouldn’t stop until they saw blood.With the prey taken down,the wolves dispersed, returning home, leaving the prey to bleed out on the stone cold floor;dead.

  15. “Ah, what the hell?” Leo ducked out of the way as the flock of pigeons flew out of the door.
    “Oh, sorry. They come and go.” The older woman stepped away from the frame and back into the house. “Come on in.”
    “OK…” He shook his head and stepped in. “Didn’t know you could own that many pigeons in Wyoming…”

  16. Perhaps the consolation he would get from all this is that he tried. But there are days when nothing comes through her head and heart. Nothing could penetrate into her–figuratively and literally. These are the days he hates, and these are the days where his personal demons flock into his head.

  17. Doyle pulled into the driveway of the house in Bethesda. It was a large, old-money mansion. The Puppeteer had told him to go around to the poolhouse in the back, so he let himself through the fence at the side and walked into the back garden. As soon as he saw the pool he knew he should have suspected that things might develop this way. The body was floating face down, with two bullet holes seeping blood into the white bathrobe the victim wore. He tried calling the Puppeteer, but the phone he dialed was lying on the poolside table. He let it ring for a few minutes, looking down at his own number on the caller ID. The sound of a car door closing made him jump, and with the recovery of his wits he realised he should not stay around here too long. Returning to his car, he tried to dial Lucy, but got no answer. He gunned his car towards the interstate, and called the Justice Department, asking for Special Agent Lucy Collins, only to be told that they had no agent by that name. He knew that once the police found his number on that dead man’s phone, they would flock to his office and home. He needed time to figure things out; he needed somewhere to hide!

    by tonykeyesjapan on 07.27.2015
  18. A flock of birds came towards me as i sat dumbfounded on a rock by the river. I looked beyond them deeper into the woods on the other side of the water. There I would find Jessica Ross. Alone. Waiting for me.

    by Josh Warfd on 07.27.2015
  19. no more denials
    assert that i love you
    broken bells nights
    know that it’s all true
    whisper desires
    why can’t you trust me
    familiar attire
    open your red sea
    fake flock focused on forgetting
    make mock appeals for regretting

    by matt on 07.27.2015
  20. This word got me thinking of clouds. A group of clouds aren’t called flocks but that’s what I can think of.

  21. A flock of geese passed overhead just as Jack drove into the parking lot. He drummed his fingers on the wheel before sighing heavily, exiting the vehicle. Today whether he liked it or not he was going to tell Hannah that he was in love with her. And he just hoped that everything would work out in his favor.

  22. Play to your strengths.
    Do not hesitate.
    Do not hesitate.
    Do not hesitate.
    Do you understand?
    Do not hesitate.
    Do not flock to your fears first.
    Play to your strengths first.
    Observation, intuition, cognition.

  23. On Sunday afternoons Mr and Mrs Fuller held court at the old green picnic table beside the swimmers club at Battersey Beach. Drinks at 4pm to watch the sun go down had started as a small get together with one or two other couples and the occasional blow in from New York, but had become something of an institution with the locals. Any given Sunday might see a crowd of thirty or forty assemble, all to relish the warmth and charm of Juliet who was generous and spectacular. The single women, and the married ones with wandering eyes, all came for Michael and the would circle him like a hungry flock of seagulls. He had a specific way of greeting and touching each of them, all so subtle, but just so that they would feel chosen and delighted.

  24. Are we all sheep? Contained or captured within the universe? I never believed in god, but I feel being crusified would ease the world’s sins.

    by emma fleet on 07.26.2015
  25. Everyone always seemed to approach //Elsa. Conversation was almost always ‘Elsa this’ and ‘Elsa that’, and it only made Anna more and more upset.

    Not because she didn’t think Elsa deserved the popularity (because she did. She was the nicest, warmest, brightest person in the whole community), but just because it really…

    It outlined their differences. How did Anna manage to get such a wonderful friend?

  26. The priest at my church called the youth group the “new flock,” which felt so odd and awkward to me. It was like we were all impressionable lambs, ready to be religiously molded into bleating, compliant sheep. I know what Father Hendricks was attempting to do; he was trying to bring Jesus’s own words into our activities. He was the shepherd of his people, after all. But I still didn’t like the idea of being shaped into an obedient cattle animal.

    by Belinda Roddie on 07.26.2015
  27. i like birds. i can watch a flock of birds zigzag and dip and dive and rise and turn on a dime. just as well – a bird wouldn’t know what else to do with a dime. what would you do with a dime if you had one? don’t throw it at the birds; they’re busy flocking.

  28. How many birds in the sky could fill a basket. – one of the dumbest quotes ever

    ” Hey I’m Troy Mcure, you might remember me as Ken in ‘barbie goes to get a nose job’ or Drake in ‘ Don’t hug me brother ‘.”
    ” Today I wanted to talk about pyschology, is it something for snobs to boost about understanding

    by Veronica on 07.26.2015
  29. I was flocking with my homies down the street because we just wanted to chill before another brother get killed by police because life sucks. We just want to live and give each other a hug and some food because it’s good and supports the body. Why does this have to happen?

    by on 07.26.2015
  30. I flock with my gs down the street cause we just wanna chill before the man kills another one of my brothers. Cause we continue to suffer from the oppression of our race years ago. And even thought it was years ago, it continues to happen today. When will it end.

    by Rejjia on 07.26.2015
  31. flock of chickens were attempting to cross the road asmtheu often do at this time of day..Charlie
    the lead chicken thinks he has thge best and rightest ideas but other s doubt they dont speak up they just takie it time after time. why do we have to do things your way all the time

    by Kathryn taylor on 07.26.2015
  32. When the tiny birds flock together in the sky and make the twisting, twirling patterns of shadowy motion. When you’re in the car on a long journey, and you’re twelve, and you’re sleepy, and you’re watching them.

  33. They followed him like they were his flock, he led them like he was his shepherd, he pointed, they followed, without question, without thinking twice, without realizing that he was leading them off a cliff, they don’t know any better.

    by Chaos on 07.26.2015
  34. They followed him like they were his flock, he led them like he was his shepherd, he pointed, they followed, without question, without thinking twice, without realizing that he was leading them off a cliff.

    by Chaos on 07.26.2015
  35. A flock of birds landed on the ground. I observed them and wondered if I could be as calm and peaceful as them.

    by badassbookhugger on 07.26.2015
  36. Flock. At first I should be sure, what does this word even mean, shouldnť I. Let’s giuve it a try with no help of webtranslators and easy stuff. I know Birds of a feather. Hence that should mean the natural tendencies of birds to make an air-based society. Do I like to flock? No I don’t. I guess I like to do the total opposite of that. Is that even true? Not entirely. I like my flocks too. I like having them exactly on the spot I expect them to be. Mum and Dad..My partner and our dogs alltogether in our bed… the football guys in the pub where I buy my daily weeds..All of these bunches of people are flockish, I would say. Tied up to the exact places, places where I feel homey. That’s even more flocky /funny thing, as I play with suffixes and my f word, I realize I have no clue what could they mean in all these dialects…just in case – no offense given/ Well, I assume I’m a flockily creature at the end of the day. A swan of a flock. An element of a tribe.

  37. There was a flock of sheep grazing on the hillside. At least I thought there was. When I looked closer I saw that it was really clumps of snow. Just separate clumps. Sitting there. Doing nothing.

    by Linda on 07.26.2015
  38. My thoughts are scattered.

    by Alexandra Bell on 07.26.2015
  39. Can you tell where the birds go when they smell the freedom of the endless sky downward \. The bees are humming together like a hive mind that creates the corpses of the their brethren. I cnan call across the maze of people to the one that flies beside me in the havoc that blinds the world before it falls to smoke and ash and polluting round the sun that burns and burns and smokes out our thoughts through the bushes trees and mist.

    by Alexandra Bell on 07.26.2015
  40. There was a single flock of ten geese in the field. I counted them seven times that morning, seven because six was unlucky and eight was too many. I hoped they couldn’t see me all the way on the swing set.

    by Leina on 07.26.2015