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Beatle bones and smokin' stones the dry sands fall.
Beer bottles, whiskey bottles, brown glass, green. They fell to the lawn and I'd feel serene. Adam was king to my stilted queen.
Stones of protection; amethyst, emerald, turquoise, lapis lazuli, and a male ruby.
Balls, balls, balls! I am sick to death of balls!
The greatest artist has no conception which a single block of white marble does not potentially contain within its mass, but only a hand obedient to the mind can penetrate to this image.
Five balls! Five bright brass balls!
To juggle with, my love, when the sky falls.
What are they called? Sprackles, shakums, edible sequins, glossy sugar deedeebobs, I don't know. Instead of sprinkling them on a cookie, I sprinkle them on Angel de la Guarda.
The ocean and I have many pebbles To find and wash off and roll into shape.
He'd seen a lot of bizarre items left at gravesides, like a carton of eggs, a pair of reading glasses, a bag of licorice, smooth stones, a spoon.
Let me just say that, if you ever have the choice of putting your words in powerpoint or having them carved into 30-foot high marble, I'd say go for the marble.
batch. They were stones. She's always doing that sort of thing. Protecting the city from the demons in her head.
Such was the texture of her marble.
[In a description of Laura Trevelyan.]
I found Rome built of bricks; I leave her clothed in marble.
Everybody's got a sack of rocks.
stones are hard everywhere.
Blessed be Death, that cuts in marble What would have sunk to dust!
Tears. They're like seeds in a watermelon. Good for spitting out.
Ashes. Ashes, and blood, and nothing more.
It was of grey stone, huge block set on block;but it caught the sunlight like a dolphin's back at dawn.
Figurines and souvenirs and kickshaws and mementos and gewgaws and bric-a-brac, everything either useless to begin with or ornamented so as to disguise its use; acres of luxuries, acres of excrement.
If someone took the finest marble and knew how to shape it artfully: Prometheus' material was lowly clay, but his statues walked.
Little stones, pebbles," urVa said. "Big stones, boulders. Even bigger, Thra itself. Stones come in all shapes and sizes. All things are connected. What we surrender, we may be given. What we lose, we may find again. For every one there is another." "Well,
What precious drops are those, Which silently each other's track pursue, Bright as young diamonds in their faint dew?
Chocolate, something salty, and a box of hag rags gave
Then they would roll these handfuls of cloud in their fingers until they turned into what looked like large white marbles. Then they would toss the marbles to one side and quickly grab more bits of cloud and start over again.
Footballs, basketballs, microphones, gas and grass ...
Just some of the few things that J-Ro likes to pass.
Powdered doughnuts I will look for powdered doughnuts in the wilderness here doughnuts
Cat piss and porcupines!
There are two kinds of stones, as everyone knows, one of which rolls.
Jesus's bloody tears.
Statues to great men are made of the stones thrown at them in their lifetime.
I got balls the size of grapefruits!
They collected balls
And even childhood was no good any more - not the way it was. No worry then but how to find a good stone, not round exactly but flattened and water-shaped, to use in a sling pouch cut from a discarded shoe. Where did all the good stones go, and all simplicity?
What's in that pipe that he's smoking?
All us Youngs could throw. I used to kill squirrels with a stone when I was a kid, and my granddad once killed a turkey buzzard on the fly with a rock.
Flamingo necks, peacock brains, pike livers, lark tongues, sow's udders, elephant trunks and ears extravagantly frilled with parsley.
Much rain wears the marble.
Peanuts/Peanut Butter
Everything from a lifetime's worth of collecting things. You know as we go through life, and something stays and ends up on your shelf and lives there until you die? Just those little things.
She was partial to emeralds; she said they were the single thing that remained constant, always green, always the same ... My mother had been right, it was one thing that lasted, the one thing we could depend on. Other than our love for each other, it was all we had right now.
Some questions cannot be answered. They become familiar weights in the hand, round stones pulled from the pocket, unyielding and cool.
A rich man's soup - and all from a few stones. It seemed like magic!
The best of artists has no conception that the marble alone does not contain within itself.
All the oxygen of the world was in them.
All the feet of the babies of the world were in them.
All the crotches of the angels of the world were in them.
All the morning kisses of Philadelphia were in them.
You find me at work; excuse the dust on my blouse. I sculpt my marble myself.
The floors were like marble chessboards, and the ceilings were like cakes.
If throwing coins into a fountain made wishes, what did the tears of a broken-hearted girl make? The
A pair of black Louboutin's ... and that's it!
For men use, if they have an evil turn, to write it in marble; and whoso doth us a good turn we write it in dust.
When everything else is gone, balls are all any of us really have left. The question is: are yours made of flesh and blood, or steel?
Paper balls? You were throwing balled up paper at an alligator?
Lip. I have a sudden vivid picture of the earth as flat, a tray, covered in marbles, and someone is tilting it, and the marbles are rolling, cascading, from east to west.
Behind stone, with stone, carrying stone
Some time ago, a man filled with sorrow handed me a bag filled with hope. Those stones were in that bag,
In every block of marble I see a statue as plain as though it stood before me, shaped and perfect in attitude and action. I have only to hew away the rough walls that imprison the lovely apparition to reveal it to the other eyes as mine see it.
In 2009, novelty toymaker Maxfield & Oberton released Buckyballs, sets of curiously powerful magnetic marbles that became the most popular cubicle toy since the Rubik's Cube, selling more than 2 million units in 15 countries.
Marble statues, engraved with public inscriptions, by which the life and soul return after death to noble leaders.
The Parthenon without the marbles is like a smile with a tooth missing.
I saw an angel in the block of marble and I just chiseled until I set him free.
Statues with beating hearts.
a bag of wet farts. But
these days of exotic splendour may stand out
in each lifetime like marble
mileposts in an alluvial land
crystals that stung your
Night. Wind. Stars. Sea. Stones.
Gray stones for Abnegation, water for Erudite, earth for Amity, lit coals for Dauntless, and glass for Candor.
Who is that blond child laughing as he runs after his colored marbles? [my marbles]
It's me
And who is the poet writing this poem?
That blond child who laughed as he ran after his colored marbles
And what can still delight an inert stone except to become, once more, the bed of a raging torrent?
A substance so far beyond their ken that they might have been carrion birds pecking at the eyes of god.
Coins from half a hundred distant cities, silver and gold, copper and bronze, square coins and round coins, triangles and rings and bits of bone
Rough diamonds may sometimes be mistaken for worthless pebbles.
Emerald as heavy as a golf course, ruby as dark as an afterbirth, diamond as white as sun on the sea ...
Rocks whereon greatest men have oftest wreck'd.
The Stone the Builders Rejected.
#3 pencils and quadrille pads.
Gallimaufry of ices and trifles and toasts, supervised
I used to not be into the fancy ones. I used to eat goo balls all the time.
That's it. Curtains. Off to the races. Treetops. Seashells and balloons.
Cheap, sentimental things
rolling eye balls
My mind: a thousand hungry daughters,
my harlot heritage.
Marbles: lost, no rescue search.
Your heart: blooming thorns,
and a stolen grocery cart.
Deep in the heart of the infinite darkness, a tiny blue marble is spinning through space. Born in the splendor of God's holy vision, and sliding away like a tear down his face.
At the front of my home, in the garden, is a huge piece of clear quartz.
Milk, blood, tears, urine, semen.
stuff and nonsense
Footballs, basketballs, mic<>rong>rorong>phones, gas and grass ...
Just some of the few things that J-Ro likes to pass.
He that sows his grain upon marble will have many a hungry belly before his harvest.
It's always the scuffs in the marble that make its inner light seem to glow more brightly.
the glass. The sergeant put
play with whatever the day brought in.
What are men compared to rocks and trees?
Food for the body, milk for your bones, ice for the bleeding, a belly of stones.
a fistful of crayons or a few pots of
I am carving myself into a shape
that no one will recognize
because it is better being the marble
than the monster.
cards. Twenty-four
Just snow and sapphire and ink.
Jewels! It's my belief that when woman was made, jewels were invented only to make her the more mischievous.
My mother used to rock me - and she used big rocks.
Twelve shillings for your sister's skates, and two shillings for your dreams.
Jewels, lies, slips of paper, dried flowers, memories of thing long past, useless quotations, idle hands, beads, buttons, and mischief.