Entries By Miriam
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It was just an object. That’s what she had to convince herself; that it wasn’t real, or important. It was a belonging, belonged to her. No, it didn’t belong, she had possession over it, but it belonged to none. Her soul for his life was the trade. And so she let it go.Posted By Miriam On 12.02.2012 @ 3:04 pm
I wrote this and I want to share it with no one in particular. “Clearly Not” By Miriam
I wish I was invisible.
I’d go out,
and wander the streets.
Perch on a wall,
and watch the world.
I’d meld with the rain,
and make indents into the snow,
people would stare. But
I wouldn’t be there.
I’d be gone, on an evening stroll.
Feeling the wind
wisp around me.
It knows I’m here,
and so does the rain,
Because I’m not.
I’m not see-through.
If I sit there,
and ponder my thoughts,
people would wonder,
a little, a lot.
And I would wish that I wasn’t there,
that I was invisible.Posted By Miriam On 12.01.2012 @ 8:03 pm
I told him I love him. Not loved, love, present tense. It’s been a month, and that doesn’t seem long, but I feel farther from him than ever. We were together for 8 months, but we broke up. Tell self: “He doesn’t care for you, he only cares for himself.”
Note: I would like to point out that I was going to write the above no matter what the word was. Coincidence that it was relatable to my thoughts.Posted By Miriam On 11.30.2012 @ 5:19 pm
“No, I won’t be afraid,” the girl said to her lover. At least, that is what she thought of him as, but that would not matter in a couple of days. When the school year ended, so did their relationship. He knew this, but she was left in the dark. Now, four months later, her heart is a hollow well. Empty of darling, and filled with pain.Posted By Miriam On 08.30.2012 @ 6:46 pm
A kind word, an open door, a friendly smile. The few things we are told are right to do can have such an enormous impact on the individuals around us. They can start the mending process to a broken spirit, brighten a day once thought to only be spiraling downwards. We can be proper simply for the sake of such a thing, or we can do it for a bigger purpose. For sharing the lightness of our hearts or ignoring the heaviness to make someone else’s burden just a bit easier to bear.Posted By Miriam On 08.09.2012 @ 9:13 pm
Icing. It’s tasty, it’s sweet and it’s affordable. What’s not to like? I could go into a metaphorical discussion about how icing is like love – sweet and tasty, but too much of it can be bad for you. Not that too much love is bad. But too much dependence on love? Maybe that is.Posted By Miriam On 07.23.2012 @ 5:09 am
This morning as I was awakening, I noticed that the sun was shining brightly. Hmmm…sure hope we have water today, ’cause we’re all gonna need showers for sure. No water. That definitely takes some getting used to.
Thank you Lord that we have opportunity to feel what it’s like to not have water…but that you make it temporary. Thank you Lord that we are in a position that people would steal our trash.Posted By Miriam On 10.23.2011 @ 9:04 pm
Concern is what you have when you check your facebook and some teenager has posted a ton of angst about how rotten everyone is and she just thinks life stinks. Oh, to be able to get into that young person’s brain and to let her know how.much.God.REALLY.loves her. Life is just stinkin’ good.Posted By Miriam On 09.18.2011 @ 7:04 pm
ack! Never have been much for shootouts…but alas, I am the mom to five boys. Shootouts happen regularly around here. So far no serious injuries. The most interesting thing of late is that my son is stalking our neighbor’s dog with his boy and arrow. That’s okay? Right? It’s a pretend bow, no sharp arrows.Posted By Miriam On 09.17.2011 @ 11:58 pm