Telling stories and painting imageries through words. . .

  1. See if you get my drift. . . .
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    If you are a nurse, and are male, proudly hold your head up high!

    (Pause) . . . .
    Narrator looks to the right and sees his co-worker.


    "Hey, dood! I mean the 'head' between your shoulders!"


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    I love imagery through words. Some writers, here, have a wonderful command over the english language.

    I guess I'm asking anyone to post a story (can be as little as a sentence or two) that will evoke strong imagery of some sorts. . . .

    It can be funny or it can be serious. . .


    No matter what. . . . Have fun!

    Ted
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  2. 38 Comments

  3. by   semstr
    Ted, I am pretty sure, you didn't have me in your (very creative) mind, LOL
    could tell you stories to no end though, but another language would be more comfortable!
  4. by   Ted
    Originally posted by semstr
    Ted, I am pretty sure, you didn't have me in your (very creative) mind, LOL
    could tell you stories to no end though, but another language would be more comfortable!
    Actually. . . that would be way cool! Go for it!



    Ted
  5. by   MelRN13
    I have just spit my Mountain Dew all over my monitor
  6. by   Ted
    Originally posted by TeleNurse_02
    I have just spit my Mountain Dew all over my monitor
    Great imagery! :chuckle :roll

    Ted
  7. by   MelRN13
    At least it was Mountain Dew and not...(insert imagery here)
  8. by   semstr
    na, that would be too .........don't know, but I guess it wouldn't be to sticky, (LOL, that word is the same all over the world, now that I think of it) for people not really interested.

    On the other hand, Rusty, please, this is just a translation-problem being discussed here, ok?

    Blow-job, dear, it is just the expression........................
    (translation: Einen Blasen)

    sixty-nine= neun und sechsig= soissante-neuf(???)

    foot= Fuss
    Fut= femal genital region, Puy is nice, it is a "very bad word" (pronounciation is the same as in foot)
    better stop, before I get banned here!
  9. by   Ted
    To paint a "scenery" through words.

    To express an image of a person's love for another. . . through words. . .without actually saying, "I Love You".

    To describe a field of flowers without once saying "field of flowers".

    And, semstr, to mention a part of the human anatomy, or a favored action between two people, or even mention a number without saying. . . . well . . . you know. . . . :chuckle

    Cheers!

    Ted

    Let the creative juices flow, folks . . . . .
    (Caution! Wet Spot! !)
    Last edit by Ted on Mar 18, '03
  10. by   Ted
    Soft. Warm. Round. Pairs of Life. Pairs of Pleasure. Always moving forward pointing to the way of the next destination as each step is made. To be held. To be caressed. To sustain life. To delight. To Respect. To Love. Always with my soul mate. Always love my soul mate who works "to lift", "to support", to keep warm that which is a part. . . not the whole. . . not the "end all" . . . but a part of what makes my soul mate unique.

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    There. My modest attempt to telling a story or painting an image through words.

    Have fun!

    Ted
  11. by   baseline
    A playtex 24 hour bra?
  12. by   Ted
    Originally posted by baseline
    A playtex 24 hour bra?
    :chuckle :roll :chuckle

    Not the bra . . . but the. . . .

    Oh, come on! Must I spell it out?!?

    There are people here who I know can do a much more creative and clever job of doing what I just attempted to do. Please! Join in!

    Ted

    (Breasts, Baseline!) :kiss
  13. by   Ted
    Round as round. Warm and yellow. Fill the sky. Feed the plants which feed our mouths. Providing life through rays unseen. Here today. Gone tonight. And hides when rain falls when all seems gray. Rise each day, so round so warm. And we look up. . . and marvel. . .
  14. by   Ted
    Wafting through the air unseen. Maybe heard like a trumpet or maybe not heard at all! But this time heard like a warning hissssss. And like sulfa. . . or decay. . . or eggs gone bad. . . the foul presence causes my nose to run and my eyes to tear.

    And someone says, "Excuse me".

    I politely ignore the offence and smile unknowingly. . . knowing full well . . . .

    They did.

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