Streetlamp

I stopped at the corner, grabbing one of the streetlamp poles for support and gasping for air. ❋ Kelly Keaton (2011)

The street was empty and dark except for the yellow glow of one streetlamp at the end. ❋ Elizabeth Woods (2011)

I sit and throw off the sheet, pull back the curtain on the dark lawn, empty street, the stark light of the streetlamp. ❋ Robert Boswell (2011)

I dip a feather quill in dragon blood ink for protection from you: my sketched giant, eyes flaming inside a streetlamp & a knife in your pocket, a stabbed life to the edge of the ring notepad. ❋ Nicolette Wong (2011)

Julia was waiting for him to finish his shift at the Crown, sitting on the bonnet of her little Fiat using the light of a streetlamp to read her book. ❋ Unknown (2011)

I saw it under the light of the streetlamp outside my house. ❋ Nancy Ruhling (2011)

I knew the letter by heart, but I climbed out of bed and carried it to the window, pushing back the curtain, unfolding the paper to read by the orange light of a streetlamp. ❋ Elizabeth Chandler (2011)

The hero may be able to cut through doors and other hard obstacles, or fashion bandages out of a shirt, or maybe even knock a streetlamp onto an enemy. ❋ Unknown (2009)

The band inside is slashing into a reel, and I stand under the glow of the lone streetlamp, listening. ❋ Unknown (2010)

I twist to look again past the curtains, but the paved street, the streetlamp, is gone. ❋ Robert Boswell (2011)

We were also informed that our exclusive interview with Joe Biden was actually a sit-down with a streetlamp on U Street. ❋ Eliot Nelson (2011)

His characteristic themes are announced: a lonely clapboard house; a pedestrian under a streetlamp, seen from above; an isolated brownstone; a seamstress at a window. ❋ Karen Wilkin (2011)

The streetlamp buzzed, flickering occasionally, highlighting the haze that hung low in the air. ❋ Kelly Keaton (2011)

Some of the most arresting pictures are night scenes: a barn rising out of a snowy field, its roof luminous in the moonlight, or the crossroads, which Ault painted numerous times, ominous and uncanny in the raw light of a single streetlamp, hung overhead on a wire. ❋ Karen Wilkin (2011)

He stood with his head slightly bowed, pale gray hair covering his features, outlined by the streetlamp behind him. ❋ Unknown (2009)

"With that, Streetlamp Le Moose existed [the stage]. [Abigail] waited in the wings for him, embracing him she whispered seductively 'Hello [Mr. President].'" ❋ Flagellah (2013)