Tuesday, February 13, 2007

The Flickr.com Sentences


3 comments:

Matthew said...

The snow, like pure heaven, was falling from the sky, muffling the buzz, an unearthly sound, from the lamp post, which lit up half the street.

The cars, frozen from long under use, sat in the road, there interior stiff from the cold, hoping to be unthawed.

Covered in snow, the trees, frozen to the core, sat in the snow, the white powder up to there trunk.

The road, unplowed for many days, sat untouched, the snow a thick sheet over the pavement, which was frozen a foot down.

The buildings, growing under the weight of the snow, sat still, unmoving in the still night air, the air cold as ice.

Mr. Stratton said...

Matt,

I'll cut you a break, because this was your first post (well, almost). This is a comment. Not a post. Post from now on. I'll comment. :)

-Mr. S

Mr. Stratton said...

Wonderful sentences, Matt. You've come a long way. Nice!

-Mr. S