Tag: cathy givens
member name: Cat Givens
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March 23, 2006 06:52 AM EST --
You're the cream in my coffee
I like my coffee black
You're the star on the big screen
The picture's fade to black
You're a kettle of hot tea
I like my tea on ice
You made your big decision . . . more
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March 17, 2006 08:34 AM EST --
Happy St. Patrick's Day, everybody!
17 March, AD 461 marks the end of St. Patrick and the beginning of a long standing holiday. I don't commemorate the life of this man . . . more
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March 31, 2006 05:17 AM EST --
5:00
Calm
Trauma takes a rest
Cocaine gives way
To alcohol's sedation
He is trying to sleep
Regretting
Rightly so
He
With so much to lose
Coked up
Woke his sister
Chaos in the house
Violence
Aggression . . . more
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April 04, 2006 08:03 AM EDT --
Trapped Sun
Diffused
Coax me,
Moist hot lover,
Into your embrace
Brilliant and Clean
You excite
I stretch up to inhale you
Sweet, you carry the world
In your scent
Tongues probe . . . more
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May 19, 2006 07:56 AM EDT --
Illegals are everywhere. And why not? What does a bit of money and a certificate do to make one a better worker or more desirable?
I cannot understand the big seemingly bigoted push for fencing . . . more
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March 05, 2006 04:22 PM EST --
Blues guitar mingles with hot mama wailing
"Can't get next to you"
Stifling sweaty patchouli scented underground
Sweet smoke lingers caressing dancers
Who disappear into the groove
All . . . more
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March 27, 2006 08:16 AM EST --
Once you really commence to see things, then you really commence to feel things.
-----Edward Steichen (1879-1973) American photographer
Look
Now See
How often do I merely glance? . . . more
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April 02, 2006 11:16 PM EDT --
True story.
The year was a tough one. I was pregnant with my fourth child, and both my man and I were recently unemployed. He was doing odd jobs, but it still wasn't enough to keep us . . . more
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May 07, 2006 07:19 AM EDT --
In the twilight of this morning
As the bird began her song
I was watering the garden
For the frost had come along
'Mongst the tender shoots of green
Within the fertile soil so sweet
Lay a dozen deep . . . more
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May 25, 2006 09:17 PM EDT --
Fern and wilted roses grace
Delicate cut crystal vase
My heart breaks while I rejoice
Death is nigh, there is no choice
Front porch view of storm and rain
Sweet the sorrow drawn from pain
Party up before . . . more
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June 10, 2006 08:16 PM EDT --
It's early June. I've been working at the Greenhouse sinceMarch, and when I'm not at work, I'm helping Jimmy live his lastdays.
I love JImmy. At one point in time we were . . . more
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June 17, 2006 11:29 PM EDT --
"I don't want Jimmy Shambo to die, Cat."
"Oh, Chase, Honey, come here."
Chase cuddled up to me at Jimmy's side.
"I don't want him to die, either, Honey. You . . . more
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June 20, 2006 09:13 AM EDT --
I want to stay in bed today
wrapped in my cotton sheet
Soft pillow tucked beneath my head
Enjoying slumber sweet
I want to stay right here in bed
Where I can keep you near
In dreams you're smiling, . . . more
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February 17, 2006 12:15 PM EST --
Nothing inspires me to write like a sink full of dirty dishes.
Seriously.
I can be pondering the articles I have in my head and just give up for a while, then go to attack the dishes and it's like . . . more
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February 23, 2006 06:19 PM EST --
I was born to sing. Long ago the bow would caress my strings and my voice rang clear and strong, evoking tears with tender song of sadness........ folks would sway and fall in love. . . . more
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April 03, 2006 08:45 AM EDT --
This painting was given me by Michael Fankhauser, the artist.
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June 10, 2006 08:39 AM EDT --
Sleepy I blink
Glide to the tea kettle
dreamwalking
Steam and liquid
comfort me
as slowly I wake
Drinking your words
with
Honeyed tea
I smile.
And
Send up thanks to you
We are connected
spirit is . . . more
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March 19, 2006 01:13 PM EST --
We need each other. We depend on others to live. Others depend on us. This is the way of our society.
Our local newspaper, from which my dad retired after decades of hard work, . . . more
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May 14, 2006 07:47 AM EDT --
Thursday I arrived home to notice a package on my stoop. Realizing Beryl's book was on it's way, I squealed with delight as I pulled in the drive.
Grabbing up the package and hugging it . . . more
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June 16, 2006 06:59 AM EDT --
It's almost 7:30 AM, and I've been up only an hour. I've been hitting the hay early and rising late. Seriously early, like 6:30 or 7 PM I've been getting to bed as I cannot keep my eyes . . . more
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