I am singing this song off-key but beautifully.


New Orleans, Louisiana, United States
August 06
Recycling, rehearing, re-seeing, re-knowing. Regurgitating? Breathing in too deeply. Lessons in taking life seriously without taking myself seriously. Trying to look like the real thing whilst being it. But do I taste like the real thing? Read my stuff. That's definitely up for debate.


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NOVEMBER 11, 2013 9:28PM


It's hard

To be away from you.

And it's weird.

To be in the same little city, and never see you.

In the flesh.

And this isn't really a poem, by the way.

I just like the setup.

I should like to meet your mind.

I should like to know your… Read full post »

OCTOBER 15, 2013 9:43PM


I cried yesterday.

Sobbed, more like.

It was for you.

This faith is a blessing...

But the curse is in not seeing you.

Not for the sake of belief

Lest said faith be in vain.

But for that ache in my chest.

You, my first love.

I long for you.

My… Read full post »

OCTOBER 3, 2013 11:07PM


It was always you.


My other

The part melded

Filling spaces...



Contorting to my shape

And I to yours 

But you're not malleable...

As I am not.

But we are clay.

And our Maker made us



To join...

One day.

Contradictions, you and I and yet… Read full post »

DECEMBER 17, 2012 1:12PM


But we were in our youth.
Although we didn't know it
Our smiles were traces of stuff naive...
The kind that is endearing.
Smells were like Christmas
Cool night air... a bonfire.
We spoke to the world.
And it spoke back.
In an echo
In the way that breath turns into matter at dawn.
Now, we refuse to stagnate.
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Toward the end of each semester
I find myself
Impressively adept...
at procrastination.
Confident in that?
Then paranoid...
that in the end
I shall be swallowed whole.
Jonah & the Whale.
Neema & the Paper, test, etc., etc.
MARCH 15, 2012 5:10PM

The Working Man is an African.

Countryside in Kenya, Africa, Summer of 2011 

Countryside in Kenya, Africa, Summer of 2011

Copyright, Property of Neema M.N. Murimi


Forgive the title for what you might assume to be arrogance. But I will say it again…the working man is an African man. This statement translates into all "third world" civilizations, butRead full post »

MARCH 3, 2012 8:07AM

But where have you been?


Kenya, Africa, Summer of 2011


I've been moving...


Slowly but toward it

Stopped to view something on the way

Stopped to walk around

Stopped and didn't stop stopping

Stopped to move and trip

And scrape my knees.

Scrape my hands.

Scrape my heart.

It still pumps.

It's been lying on the side… Read full post »

Mary is on the left, and I on the right. You see our outfits? We are both wearing cuffed plaid shirts & cut-offs--just different colors. What are the chances...we were meant to be sisters.
Mary and I woke up on this day to hang out. Little did we know, that we were wearing the exact same outfit. What are the chances? We're sisters y'all...and that's all there is to it.                  &n/… Read full post »












We all need a break.

I need one, from time to time. Even if I don't want to believe that that is the case. I try to enable myself to act in superhuman mode, but that never turns out very… Read full post »

MARCH 22, 2011 12:10AM

Frat Boys & The Old South: Parallels

The first time I set foot in a fraternity house. And probably my last…

I only went because a friend of mine did not want to walk over there alone. She just wanted to go talk with one of her old buddies who just happens to be a fraternity… Read full post »

Let me start by saying that I am not a perfectionist—at least not in the strongest sense of the word. Being a Psychology major, I understand the dangers behind a mindset of perfectionism and the inevitable breakdown in front of it. 

But I like to make A's, and I believe that… Read full post »

FEBRUARY 10, 2011 10:27AM

Hey You!!



 Hey you!!

Hey you:

Don't lose yourself while "becoming" yourself.

Don't think that in finding matching crevices in the faces of others...

you have to flourish as who you think you are to be.

Don't let the similarities blind you...

As to what you can become.Read full post »

FEBRUARY 6, 2011 11:26AM

For Linda Seccaspina.

She uses Salon

To fill in the spaces

Fill in the cracks

Of the hearts that she may touch

She knows her power

Her charisma, in fact

She uses that not for herself

But for others.

She soars in like a Mother Bird.

She uses as much of herself--

Her wings,… Read full post »


We don't see the light until it is glaring in our eyes

And burns the layers

Surrounding our pupils in order to penetrate

The Darkness.

The Darkness that so efficiently blinds us.

Enter Pain.

Enter Realization.

Enter Christ. 

Enter Redemption.

Enter Clarity.

 Enter Joy.

Enter Lo… Read full post »

JANUARY 30, 2011 8:37PM

The Walk.

Alone but never lonely…
 The picture of a child 
Teeth short and amateur
Beaming up at her Maker
His veined and mighty hand
Softly clasping her minute one
In that one clasp
He is connected to…
Her everything.
And Right Now.
Before the world around her
Revolves too fast
Harold Abrahams (Ben Cross) on the far left, and Eric Liddell (Ian Charleson) in the middle.
 The 1981 film Chariots of Fire, begins with a scene in a cathedral in England, with the echoing voice of a decrepit, yet charismatic elderly English gentleman being a/… Read full post »

Ever since I was in about 7th or 8th grade, I have had an avid devotion to Coldplay and pretty much anything Coldplay-related. Coldplay is a British band that is led by the sweet, simple, and falsetto-ing tones of lead vocalist Chris Martin. The lyrical themes in their music often revolve/Read full post »

JANUARY 7, 2011 10:19AM

A Walk through my old home...

I come in through the side door. The side door is where we always come through, since the front door is only used for cherished visitors or for the shoveling of snow during Iowa's harsh winters. As I walk in, I notice how the kitchen is illuminated by the light pouringRead full post »

JANUARY 1, 2011 11:00AM

We danced the night away


New Year's Eve years ago. Notice Christie and I at the bottom of the picture. The anticipation and delight of us and those around us is practically tangible.

New Year's Eve about 4 years ago. Notice Christie (the cute blonde) and I at the bottom. The anticipation and delight in everyone's eyes is so tangible. 


Sundown… 9 o'clock? New Years Eve began a little slow for me and my friend. We had planned for nearly aRead full post »

DECEMBER 31, 2010 8:51AM

Ask me how I am.

There are times when most of us have felt lonely. Lonely and feeling like no one hears or sees us. Lonely and feeling like people hear and see you...hear and see you but don't care. One time I felt that way and I was so desperate for attention and companionship that… Read full post »

DECEMBER 29, 2010 2:07PM


I see You there

And my troubles and fears become...


I see You there

With Your brows heavy and

Weighed down.

Weighed down with--




Sins not Yours.

I see You there

And I am reminded...

Reminded of Your gentle whisper

To me.

Not my will but Thine.Read full post »

DECEMBER 25, 2010 4:27PM

My gift to You.

This Christmas, I revisit when I first fell in love with my God. About a year ago, I wrote this poem for Him. I wrote it based on an actual experience that I had  by a stream at my favorite park. I gave Him a gift, and this is a… Read full post »
DECEMBER 25, 2010 4:19PM

Christmas Morning Meltdown

This is what I would like to think my
 I spent last night in a fidgety state, tossing and turning in anticipation for Christmas day. That might seem elementary, but it was not for the gifts that I was about to receive, rather, it was for the gifts that I was about to give. Please stay tuned and don’t… Read full post »

What they don’t tell you about running is how great it is. Well, of course they tell you about how great it is for you. “It’s such a great calorie-burner,” they say, as well as, “Your leg muscles will become so defined that your calf muscles will look like aRead full post »

DECEMBER 17, 2010 2:14PM

Kenyan-American Holiday



         The holidays are a time when we all get together and sit around a large, polished wooden table with family members beaming at one another fondly; while the resident patriarch attempts to carve the over imposing golden-brown turkey cRead full post »