Entries By Mimi
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burning
I wonder what it feels like to burn. To have the flesh seared from your bones. To feel your bones turn to ash. To feel like ash on the wind. At that point, you probably can’t feel anymore. Actually, you certainly can’t feel anymore. Not without nerves.
Posted By Mimi On 05.05.2013 @ 4:18 pm
branch
In the tree of life there are many branches, some are hard and some are soft.. Some will bend but some will break, we can never know what we’ll get but what matters is we’ll get back up if we fall over a broken branch.
Posted By Mimi On 04.13.2013 @ 6:26 am
compass
It’s always unnervingly precise. Always unwavering, never changing, a constant. We could learn lots form the compass, so long as it doesn’t break. It relies on us as we do on it. A partnership, of sorts.
Posted By MiMi On 01.12.2013 @ 2:22 pm
now
Mow is the time. not after he is gone. not after i’ve finnished school. NOW. If you don’t leave now you never will.
Posted By Mimi On 12.26.2012 @ 1:57 pm
arts
painting artworks drawing colors pencil sketch photography emotions expressing yourself meanings precious unique strokes creativity abstract imagination from different points of view fun
Posted By mimi On 11.14.2012 @ 3:20 am
roar
a lion in his den was startled by a teeny tiny mouse…what a ferrous roar to be wasted on such a wee mouse..a roar that should have only been for the intimidating of a kind..
Posted By mimi On 11.10.2012 @ 3:39 am
plays
Actors rush about, preparing for a play. How much has changed, in the theatre, between now and Shakespeare’s time. Did he watch as his actors joked and laughed as they prepared? Did they get stage fright? Was he himself worried about the audiences approval? The thought of such an influential man, pacing back and forth, hoping for a good reception from the people… It’s calming, in an odd way, and strangely hopeful.
Posted By MiMi On 02.10.2013 @ 6:43 pm
ancient
Timeless. Personified as a mad man in a blue box. Cruel and kind, peaceful and angry, hopeful and cynical, and oh so lonely. Writing lasts as long as hope does.
Posted By MiMi On 02.09.2013 @ 4:42 pm
combine
we were together were one, me and you a whole not two different people. that’s what i wish we could b
Posted By mimi On 10.03.2012 @ 5:12 am
breath
As I inhaled the smoke and exhaled the gray cloud, I contemplated how bad my breath must have smelled in that moment.
Posted By Mimi On 09.27.2012 @ 3:39 pm
claim
I claimed to be a very healthy young poodle, but everyone knew otherwise. I was actually a big fat green grape lady.
Posted By Mimi On 09.19.2012 @ 4:51 pm
alive
She was standing on the edge. All the people that had geathered at the bottom of the building looked up in aw.She could almost hear them think ” What is she doing.” “shes not gonna jump is she?” Someone get up there and get her down.” What they didn’t know is the reason she was standing there was that she has never felt more alive the reason is simple. She was in Love.
Posted By Mimi On 09.16.2012 @ 12:57 pm
principal
I think the principal principal is a principal of a school. I am english you see, but always seem to associate this word with an american version of our very own ‘headteacher’. I’ve probably been too influenced by films… A principal is in control. I’m not sure what else to write.
Posted By Mimi On 07.29.2012 @ 1:40 pm
mayor
johnny carson was a good mayor, or so he thought. he had a full beard covering most of his face, giving him the looks of a man who was far too shy (or maybe ashamed) to show his whole self to the world. carson was a man of principle, or so he thought. but there were whispers. whispers in the town that behind the beard, johnny carson was hiding a secret. he was too proud a man to acknowledge that the glances people gave as he stumbled through the town square were ones of suspicion, not admiration.
Posted By mimi On 06.15.2012 @ 10:13 pm
racket
New word, please! I can’t go on about a racket again…unless you want me to go on about how the french should have been finished today, but noooooo….it’s finished tomorrow when I’m back at work and can’t see it. I’ll make a racket about that!
Posted By Mimi On 06.10.2012 @ 3:22 pm
Racket. Love. Love all. Zero means love, love means zero. it’s always such a racket in love.
Posted By Mimi On 06.10.2012 @ 3:20 pm
architecture
The stately tall houses looked intimidating and scary, with column stretching to the sky and curtained window with eyes that peered out. I walked up briskly, carrying my leather suitcase with both hands. My Mary-Jane’s stepped up the grey concrete steps and I touched the golden brassy knob.
Posted By mimi On 05.29.2012 @ 4:50 pm
separate
To withdraw yourself apart. To be set apart willingly or not. To be put in a box without Mickey Mouse. Being eluded from your so-called ‘home’. Another place other than which you have known.
Posted By mimi On 05.01.2012 @ 4:23 pm
temper
demonstration
It was just one of those things he couldnt explain to her. He needed for her to underestand, to feel it. So, there they were. The middle of night, huddled behind the steel column, trying not to draw attention to themselves. The singere floated onto the stage and with a great gasp of air…demonstrated exactly what she needed to know.
Posted By Mimi On 03.07.2012 @ 10:57 pm
sweat
I hate to sweat. Sweat feels dirty, it makes my skin itch. I feel as if I have been dirtied. Sweat is evil and something I don’t ever want to do. I pray I never have to sweat again.
Posted By Mimi On 03.03.2012 @ 8:43 pm
weave
weaving me the sunshine. the falling rain dancing on my arms and lips once touching my skin molding into rays of golden sun. weave me the sunshine out of the falling rain.
Posted By mimi On 03.02.2012 @ 9:22 pm
blast
loss
It’s hard to grieve a loss when I feel no sense of loss. Losing my mother the first time 7 years ago to dementia was the worst loss. And then I lost piece after piece of her, a little at a time.
Posted By Mimi On 02.24.2012 @ 7:00 am
balloon
air float cat happy children kids love hot fire helium high voices choir singing bad singers dancers bad dancers horrible nasty gross ew ew ew e w ew e we rl;ldkflasdjflasjdfkladjflksjdfkjdkl fas i dunno what to write anymore! :( bye!
Posted By mimi On 02.19.2012 @ 3:38 pm
oil
slippery and slick. a multitude of types, food oil to oil that helped the tin man from being rusty.
Posted By mimi On 01.07.2012 @ 2:58 pm
thorns
green and sharp they looked young and painful. Like the childhood she left a continent away, she put distance between herself and the cause of shuch unwise pain. Here she fel
Posted By Mimi On 01.04.2012 @ 9:31 pm
scout
Girl scouts like to sell cookies, and I like to eat girl scout cookies because they are super duper delicious and I love them. I like the ones with caramel and coconut, and also the ones that are shortbread with lemon, they are amazing. I don’t know why they had to change the names of them. The original names were so good.
Posted By Mimi On 10.14.2011 @ 11:45 pm
