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This week's words;

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Word of the Day
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1  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / Child on: Today at 12:01:31 PM

Running away from home was - in my eyes - the coolest and most independent thing a child could do, so of course I had to give a try at least once. I think I was about 11 years old and very angry with my father. I don't remember what our fight was about, but I do remember how I felt after he finished yelling at me. The grief rose to my head, my brain pounded, and it felt as if I would vomit if I didn't start crying to let something out. My father stormed back into his home office and I ran up to my room, where I decided I was going to run away. I grabbed a pillow and I sneaked out the door.

We lived on the edge of the forest in a sparsely populated area. Sobbing and unseen, I could walk into the forest along the high sun. With my pillow I huddled against a large tree in a feudal position, about a hundred meters into the forest. I intended to remain there until they were going to miss me, but the fact that I could just leave without anyone noticing made me even more sad. But, under the tall trees and the green-lit foliage, on the soft surface of dead leaves and soft sand, I relaxed a bit. Mountain bikers rushed by, the buzzing sound of the studded tires so close that it surprised me that they had not seen me. Or maybe they did, but they weren’t all that worried.
2  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / Re: Collar on: September 12, 2019, 07:14:05 PM
3  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / Re: Collar on: September 12, 2019, 07:30:17 AM
Beautiful! Love that mango sky!
4  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / Collar on: September 12, 2019, 06:34:07 AM
Our dog Lundi never wore a collar. Several times we received a fine from the forester because she was not on a leash. My stepmother didn't care about the fines.

Whether we were in the dense forest or on the open purple heath; a whistle was enough for Lundi to know where we were and to report back to us.

In the sultry warmth on the open heath, she chased after butterflies, while always leaving little rabbits alone. In the cool forest she trotted with her nose to the ground. I always wondered what she smelled at the time. I got no further than the overwhelming scent of pine.
5  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / Re: Umbrella on: September 12, 2019, 06:01:36 AM
Thank you so much! That's really nice to hear
6  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / Umbrella on: September 11, 2019, 07:51:37 AM

I am king in my castle of bright coloured nylon and metal rhythmic patterns. The inside of my umbrella tent is like in the middle of a dandelion that is ripe to be blown out. I squeeze the thick, healthy grass in our backyard in my 10-year-old fist, while my chin rests on my knees.

I want to stay here forever, looking at the colour spectrum that the different sorts of umbrella’s and the sun make together, listening to the sound of happy chicken conversations in the background. My mother calls, once, twice. The sound of her trouser legs touching each other is getting closer. "Merel, why don't you respond?" "Oh, just.", I say. 

I imagine how I can ascend with the umbrella tent folding around me like a big ball, carried on the wind on a journey to a magical land, where I cannot hear my mother calling.
7  Prose, Poetry, Music & Lyrics / Prose & Poetry / By a Minnesota lake - James Wright (1960) on: September 11, 2019, 07:34:46 AM
‘By a lake in Minnesota’ (James Wright 1960)

Up shore from the cloud,
the slow whale of country twilight,
the spume of light falls in to valleys full of roses
and below, out of the placid waters,
two bevers, mother and child, wave out long ripples to the dust of dead leaves on the shore.

And the moon walks,
hunting for hidden dolphins behind the darkening corners of the ground
and down shore from the cloud, I stand
waiting for the dark.
8  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / Re: Lagoon on: September 10, 2019, 06:22:33 PM
cool, I especially like 'I lounged in the lagoon of your eyes' .. awesome
9  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / Re: Lagoon on: September 10, 2019, 06:29:49 AM
10  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / Lagoon on: September 10, 2019, 06:28:38 AM

I recently discovered the beauty of listening to music while walking on the beach. With Tokyo Hotels 'Monsoon' popping through my headphones (say whatever you want, I love that song) it feel like I am star in a videoclip, while walking quietly against a soft late summer breeze with my feet discolouring the wet sand with every step I take.

I made it a habit to pick up on plastic when I'm  on the beach. The pocket of my denim dungarees is already full of crumpled straws, caps and lolly sticks when I arrive at a medium-sized lagoon. I roll up my pipes and feel the water; it is wonderfully warm - a lot warmer than the sea. I see something sparkle in the water, and I step closer. In the shallow water a huge, elongated piece of white agricultural cover is gracefully floating just under the surface - like a haute couture over the top wedding dress in an underwater photo shoot. I sigh, of course I can't ignore this.

The romance of my walk is long gone when I arrive completely dirty and wet at the one trash can at the small parking lane at the start of the beach. With all my strength I push the
cover in the trash, while I wonder who the hell throws something like that overboard. My music stopped without me noticing. Time to go home.
11  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / Re: Boutonničre on: September 10, 2019, 05:57:21 AM
12  Metaphors & Similes / Metaphors & Similes / Re: Not understanding this on: September 09, 2019, 05:57:38 PM

In my experience my combinations don't always work either, but I think they don't have to. The point is finding some that you like, which you can save and use in songwriting later.

13  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / Re: Boutonniere on: September 09, 2019, 08:42:08 AM
Hey Mikeal,

You've posted your writing as a reply to mine. In order to have it listed among the other writers you must press 'start a new topic' on the page where you see all the submissions listed. There you put the word of the day in the subjectline, et voila!
14  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / Re: Calendar on: September 09, 2019, 05:32:17 AM
Cool Smiley

And a fellow Dutchie! Grin
15  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / Boutonniere on: September 09, 2019, 05:30:00 AM
For a European teenager looking at American MTV on rainy afternoons, the 'high school prom' stands for the pinnacle of happiness. I imagined what it would be like: not being able to sleep with excitement the night before, going to the hairdresser on the corner of the street in the morning, the warm smell of blown hair and beautiful curls hugging my face. A glossy, shiny dress and of course the moment when the prettiest boy in town and my parents stand at the bottom of the stairs with a beautiful boutonniere. And then the party, in a dark canteen with glow-in-the-dark balloons and laser lamps, where people dance exuberantly and of course that prettiest boy in town who comes to shuffle with me.
My high school prom was a mockery. We didn’t do dates, no boutonnieres and hardly any dancing. However, we did drink, because we were allowed to do that from 16. It's 18 now though.
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