Tag: cathy givens
member name: Cat Givens
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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 . . .
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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 . . .
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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 . . .
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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 . . .
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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 . . .
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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 . . .
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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 . . .
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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 . . .
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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 . . .
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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 . . .
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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 . . .
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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, . . .
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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? . . .
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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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May 11, 2006 10:46 AM EDT --
I've enjoyed so much reading our fellow Gatherers' lists that I tried my hand at it. click here
Much to my surprise I was encouraged to add more, so here goes:
16. I cut my hair whenever . . .
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May 23, 2006 08:06 PM EDT --
You shook your groove thing at Cinco De Mayo for Jimmy.
There you were, worn from the cancer consuming you, yet you showed up at midnight and played with the band just for him.
Jimmy managed to get up . . .
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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 . . .
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June 17, 2006 09:01 AM EDT --
Live Blues
Last eve
I saw you
on the street
I smiled your way
you looked
right through
me
you were someone else
But I saw YOU none the less
Last night
I saw you
Floating
Smiling
in a note
from . . .
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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, . . .
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March 31, 2006 09:18 AM EST --
Dreams crashed
I stand on my suitcase to dream taller
Hopes dashed
I'd crawl inside if I were just a bit smaller
Memories faded
I open up my suitcase and moth flies out
Outlook jaded
Really I don't . . .
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