My writing

Let me get this clear: I write my own poems. 

I would never take a peace of writing and call it my own.
I might be inspired and wright similar ones.
Or if they are just so wonderful I just have to post it, I would tell you.
And say on the bottom that This is not mine.
I would never, never wright my name on it so it looks like I did it.
I would never take credit from other peoples work.
If I ever did, " I'm sorry! "

I write from my hart.
That does not mean that if I wright a poem about suicide and running-away, means I'm gonna kill myself, No!

I get inspiration, and I go for it.
I cant believe people think I would copy off of anywere.

It kills me to think of people that I know are thinking that I don't wright my own stuff.

SUNSET AT THE NORTH POLE

Date: Thu, 13 Jan 2011 08:49:05 -0600

This is the sunset at the North Pole with the moon at its closest point last week. A scene you will probably never get to see in person, so take a moment and enjoy God at work at the North Pole. And, you also see the sun below the moon, an amazing photo and not one easily duplicated. You may want to pass it on to others so they can enjoy it. The Chinese have a saying that goes something like this: 'When someone shares with you something of value, you have an obligation to share it with others!' I just did.. Your turn

Note: I did not write this, I was e-mailed it and I wanted to share it with you guys. I do not take any credit for it!

Why didn’t I realise...

How do I tell you I'm sorry -

With a gesture, a look, a touch?

How is it I never realized

I hurt you so very much?

I do not ask forgiveness,

A comfort I'll never deserve.

I merely want to let you know,

But I cannot find the nerve.

To finally confront you, face-to-face,

To look you in the eye,

To face your wrath, your apathy -

Too terrified to try.

But I walk away,

Your eyes hurt me so very much,

To see the pain that I created,

Its more than I anticipated.

When the life is sucked out of your very own eyes,

My world goes dry,

How do I tell you I'm sorry -

With a gesture, a look, a touch?

How is it I never realized?

That I hurt you so very much?

~M~

P.S.

I know how nerve-racking can be to write a comment (believe me, I need to catch up to all my followers blogs too) but can you please, please, pretty please just mark off a reaction below. Just to show that you read my stuff and that I'm not a un-loved loner. You just need to click what you think of my post and that’s it! Thank You!!

Young love...

Isn't he beautiful?

I was outside in my garden and I herd a wonderful song. At once I knew it was a cardinal singing to one of its friends. So I ran inside, got my camera and started looking for him. I followed the sound of his song and ended up at a tree covered in ice. It was easy to spot him after I knew what tree he was in. Because of his bright colors I knew he was a boy and I wondered if he was calling to a female friend.

After awhile of keeping my distance and taking pictures he jumped of the branch and flew to the bird feeder. He took his time to find the right seed and quickly few of to an other tree.

  

 I lost track of him for about 3 min but soon found him back at another bird feeder.

  

This time when he flew away and I fallowed him.

And this is who I found him with!!!

Aren't they soooo cute!!

It seems as though he has been singing for the female all this time!

I just love them and I hope they stay in my garden for a long time!

~M~

Dawning of Spring

I was outside in my backyard today with my bird and I spotted this little guy. Isn't he sort of cute? He was extremely tiny. A little baby centipede (if that's what it is). And it made me think about how spring is near! Little bugs are beginning to pop up out from the ground. Newborn life just like a newborn season preparing to arise. All the birds have been chirping loudly today and it's just scrumptious.

Then I went around and took some pictures of all the things that showed of spring!

All the birds have been chirping loudly today and they were all buzzing around the bird feeder.

I open my arms wide to welcome spring!!

~M~

Running from everything

Sometimes I feel like running.

Taking all my beloved stuff and walking away from you.

Because sometimes life is just too overwhelming.

When stress takes over your life. When "me" becomes your priority and getting out becomes your goal. When I wont stop changing you for who I want you to be. When life's just too overwhelming for you to be. With no destination: walking, not thinking of friends, family and all who won't miss you. Life's just filed with too much people that judge you and not enough  people who love you.

Sometimes I feel like running.

Running away from you.

~Memi~

Drowning on the inside...

Hello people! Its been awhile since I last posted sorry! Anyhow on the subway home last night I was reading a poster -doesn't everyone read posters on the subway if they don't have a good book?- about people that are claustrophobic, and I thought, "wow, It must be horrible to be limited like that. Imagine how bad it must feel. The poster said that being claustrophobic is like drowning on the inside. It took me a while to think about that and to find the real meaning but when I got it I felt like I knew whet thees people are going through. Anywho, I made a little story about drowning on the inside. Feel free to read it and give comments. And I also changed a stuff on my story- that is now called Marked!!-

Sorry, this is a small post. But think of the little story as a continuation.

-love-Memi-

P.S
I also made another short story called When i hurt, will you listen?