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circling the green. She
The earth turned on the pivot of her mouth.
Something is not right,' Weavyr announced. She crouched lower over one spot in the Wyrd and tugged, redirecting the threads. In the moments that followed, throughout the world, hearts were broken, brilliant careers were launched and dreams were dashed. A volleyball serve also went awry.
The creature spun, tumbling, then twisted round to face its attacker, rage blazing in its skull.
Mist devils spun in the air, dispersed then reassembled, gyrating above the ground, vapor-gamboling.
The wheel weaves as the wheel wills
As she fled fast through sun and shade The happy winds upon her play'd, Blowing the ringlet from the braid.
he ducked his head around the corner he saw that he
Before you drown, the spinning just feels like a dance.
It flew towards the roof of the net like a Wurlitzer
Saypur says, 'Dance,' you say, 'How many turns?
This is how looseLoose-- Gary Keller
Just as a dancer, turning and turning, may fill the dusty light with the soft swirl of her flying skirts, our weeping willow
now old and broken , creaking in the breeze
turns slowly, slowly in the winter sun, sweeping the rusty roof of the barn with the pale blue lacework of her shadow.
...the breeze twirled in on itself, picking up the cut grass on the road, spinning a confused chicken around a few times, then straightening back out.
He was a bit like a corkscrew. Twisted, cold and sharp.
You, Aaron, are a revolving SOB.
Doesn't she mean revolting? Harlan leaned in to whisper.
Afraid not, Travis said. You'll see.
You're a son-of-a-bitch no matter which way you turn.
closed behind Anne
Tigerclaw flicked his tail. How who were?
Her heart ruffled like a wind torn sail, held, yet ripped.
I am worn to a raveling.
Each person seemed to have a destination, but Val was a piece of driftwood, spinning down a river, not even sure in what direction she was moving. But she knew how to make herself spin faster.
He wore a candy-cane scarf and a red pom-pom hat. Every time the wind started up, his pom bounced on the air like a bobber.
Vaulted with such ease into his seat, As if an angel dropp'd down from the clouds, To turn and wind a fiery Pegasus, And witch the world with noble horsemanship.
fishhook. It's squiggly like a worm. Something's
Shook and Verble, Managing to Learn.
She knew what was coming next. The most beautiful sound there was - that elegant whoosh of the love of her life
The mist hung in the air like a prancing unicorn.
Threw you the obvious and you flew with it on your back,
A name in your recollection, down among a million same. - A Perfect Circle.
That spin became so violent, it was hard to know how to get out of it. I was able to get it under control and break the speed of sound ... I could feel myself break the speed of sound. I could feel the air building up and then I hit it.
twirling in his fingers the mummy of a cigar,
I spin on the circle of wave upon wave of the sea.
Her hair was down. It was real long. He hadn't known that. It hung down the front of her josie and kind of curled around those ... those big round places that he tried not to think about. Her ... her round places were really round. And they had points on the end of them.
whoopdie-friggin-doo, fooled you!
Off the tilting world like thread off a
Round and round they went with their snakes, snakily ...
The wheel is come full circle.
Slowly, very slowly, like two unhurried compass needles, the feet turned towards the right; north, north-east, east, south-east, south, south-south-west; then paused, and after a few seconds, turned as unhurriedly back towards the left. South-south-west, south, south-east, east ...
In one swift motion she's out of his arms twirling about. Startled and then ecstatic, she feels lighter than air, laughing in spite of herself. Light hearted, she keeps spinning feeling the stress and pain strip away from her. She was surprised by how confident she felt. How alive.
The moved and the shaken.
Wart draggled off to the tower room, where Merlyn was busy knitting himself a woollen night-cap for the winter. "I cast off two together at every other line," said the magician, "but for some reason it seems to end too sharply. Like an onion. It is the turning of the heel that does one, every time.
She was a tornado in a skirt.
Once upon a time, my world revolved around you.
a furtive groove
Wasing the where of what
The steeples swam in amethyst, the news like squirrels swam.
soul it shaped. Laurel
...the world kept turning and the Turtle moved.
The best dancer appeared to be considered the one who could whoop the loudest, jump the farthest, and utter the most excruciating noise.
Swirling like water against rugged rocks, time goes around and around
The lights, the azaleas, the dresses, the pink faces, the velvet chairs, all became one beautiful flying wheel.
I should like to be a periwinkle," said he, mysteriously, "on the top of a valley, and sing tooralloo-ralloo."
This was clearly too obscure, so I turned again to Coglan.
A dehoy who was terribly hobble,
Cast only stones that were cobble
And bats that were ding,
From a shot that was sling,
But never hit inks that were bobble.
weaving his way across
Wafted by a favouring gale
As one sometimes is in trances,
To a height that few can scale,
Save by long and weary dances
Around her ribs and waist were curves of the kind that wind carves in snowdrifts.
Move like a beam of light: fly like lightning, strike like thunder, whirl in circles around a stable center
Its spinner was black and had a swirling white
The red color infesting Wyatt's lure spread like licks of flame until the entire stretch of rattling glass was full of bloody-colored pinwheels throbbing like sick, misshapen hearts.
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Sister Amelia spun, a whirling dervish in the service of the All-Mother, removing unnatural creatures from the lake.
Who breaks a butterfly on a wheel?
Come close now,' ordered Fenworth. 'Time for an exit. I think we'll whirl, Kale likes to whirl. Hold hands. Let's stay together, children. I want no one lost.
He questioned with jealousy as he spun her around the
Hunchbacks danced at my wedding for luck. It's a thing you don't see nowadays.
Play With It, Rotate With It
Shoes twisted into incredible lilies.
He felt like a baked bean in a can, soaring through the air on a downward turn of a parabolic arc...
Groangrousegurgling Toft's cumbersome whirligig turns slowly the room right roundabout the room.)
The sunlight sparkled through the wind-bent boughs of trees, dancing in an ever-shifting pattern
Like a circle in a spiral
Like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning
On an ever-spinning reel
As the images unwind
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind.
If you answered, 'Spin the Bottle,' then I frankly do not want to know any more about your childhood.
I can still stand on life's narrowest footing: but who would I be were I to show you this art. Would you like to see a ropedancer?
As a kid, I wasn't listening to The Who; I was listening to Frankie Knuckles.
Swaying from side to side, bent almost double, Sora still thought he was the most beautiful sight in the world. Crash
The more she turned right the more I turned wrong.
The gist of the Twist is chiefly in the hips
woman's mouth opened and she brandished the rolling pin over her head like a Highland warrior. "PERVERRRRRRRT!" she screamed, and then she ran at him, clubbing him wherever she could reach. Edward
If you spin in a circle perhaps avoiding corners
Tassels," I said in disgust.
Alex, too, was turned in his seat.
"You guys," he said. "He's still moving."
Disappointed, I said, "Kayla, back up over him.
And I saw that the sacred hoop of my people as one of many hoops that made one circle.
his body close to the ground, he turned and
Ragged curls of unfurling ampersands swam across her vision.
Half delirious, I slipped my hands around Whit's thick neck. The second Idid he got confident.His mouth moved over mine in a rough, unpracticed, awkward back-and-forth motion, so fast it was as if he was trying to create fire with our lips.
Someone's magic was cleaving.
The ballerina on perfected toe
Spins to the axis of a fortitude
That is the sum of all her yesterdays.
My curls defined me; even my personality was curly, bouncy, springy, and playfully twisted.
Jumped and spun. Ten paces back along the path stood a luminous woman dressed in
Blue eyes glittered. A shock of golden hair - gone. The dust in the air swirled, coalesced into a thorn-twisted Shaman tattoo.
They bobbed back and forth, little Halloween apples.
A rune, hovering like an angel: a shape like two wings joined by a single bar.
With each step and each turn, we threaded deeper inside a knot, one I feared we'd never work apart. The
Time turned into a rope that unraveled as a languid spiral.
Sob, heavy world Sob as you spin, Mantled in mist Remote from the happy.
On the lawn one late summer day, her pale hair tangled because she'd cry if anyone tried to brush it, spinning around and around until she got so dizzy she fell in a pile of bare feet and dandelions and sundress.
I spun violently into the sky, raging and banging stars from their moorings, swirling and vomiting.
Tinted windows rounded the corner, obviously chasing Kevin. It blew past us, screeching to a
Conversationally, we were Fred and Ginger
spin, slide, shuffle, bend.
it was difficult to stay upright. Once rolling, the oxen were as
The boy who harnessed the wind
Hesitated; swooped again; hesitated again; swooped once more