http://slow.writerscafe.org/KathyMcCathy The original writings of author Kathy Mc Cathy en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776012979 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Some things just remain. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KathyMcCathy/2872041/ How deep can your heart.go for someone http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KathyMcCathy/2871206/ Something very dear to my heart ! Speaks about my current ongoing experiences . http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KathyMcCathy/2871152/ With siren eyes and awkward smiles , She is lured to his rocky den .Although his mane not as thick , As the others that seem fit .But she still traipses around it's corners . She knows, that time ticks till midnight , And he follows her scent of smell.His predatory sense of caution b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KathyMcCathy/2866555/ A paradiscal thought if i may Can life always stay the same The waves always hit the sandy shoreAnd incarnate like flowers always bloom Not such a funny thought it appears toAs to life had been the same about 2 years go But life struck a lightning in this decade And revealed to us of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KathyMcCathy/2794898/ Each line designed to feel the raptures of blissThese words say another but resonate with something unique The brooding in the hollow streets fills with its resoundsEvoking images that have been so long buried It’s a gush of ideas given a path to flow Cultivating epiphanies and tho.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KathyMcCathy/2794897/ I’m completely out of ideas My paint palette with colors disappeared Not a splash on the canvas The paintbrush shivering with fearThere’s no mountain , no climb Nothing at the moment excites me Maybe I’ll see another bug and try to think of somethingOut the balcon.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KathyMcCathy/2794316/ Treated as a black mark on a white sheet As if living in our minds has become the plagueIntroversion is seen to be a disease in need of a cureA biased opinion to be more outgoing In the solitude of nature , The most revolutionary of ideas have been concoctedIn its amidst , the mind w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KathyMcCathy/2794113/ In the absolute calmness and silence She puts her tender palms on the silver stringsInhaling the hiss of the brooding As the sounds of the silver flow with graceAnd as elegance tells the tale of the mind Separated from the realm of reality Her mind wanders into oblivion Yet her pin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KathyMcCathy/2792973/ What do u believe ? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KathyMcCathy/2792972/ The first page filled with a ivory fang of a carnivore http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KathyMcCathy/2792591/ It's my first haiku , thought i'd try it out ! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KathyMcCathy/2792569/ The sinuous curve going on and on http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KathyMcCathy/2792456/ If more sites would ve been surfed http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KathyMcCathy/2792452/ Why is it so difficult ?To choose between sound or no sound Is there any sound even when no one ‘s around What does sound actually mean , does it require an audienceOr is simply a lonely beat jumping around in everyone’s absenceI’d say there is sound , even when no one&rs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KathyMcCathy/2792417/ Beauty is not perfection and Ugly no perception http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KathyMcCathy/2792341/ With such precision he steals the grin of their faces http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KathyMcCathy/2792329/ Might be on the dot or get you off your path http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KathyMcCathy/2792159/ My inspirations for reading a lot of books . http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KathyMcCathy/2792053/ Waking up in the morning , graced by the presence http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KathyMcCathy/2791842/ Each thought quilled with strands of hope http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KathyMcCathy/2791801/ Seize the moment , each and every day http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KathyMcCathy/2791697/ Why are you poppy , jealous of rose and thyme ? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KathyMcCathy/2791575/ The scarlet tinted jealousy and the bright yellow anguish http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KathyMcCathy/2791445/ Of the mind till the heart , every corner every part http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KathyMcCathy/2791354/ Constellation is truly a stellar creation http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KathyMcCathy/2791263/ I spy with my little eye “ a cloud in the shape of a lollipop “ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KathyMcCathy/2791156/ We were like cheese and cracker http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KathyMcCathy/2791067/ A pumpkin carved with gnarly teeth couldn't keep my wariness at bay http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KathyMcCathy/2790921/ How can the past and future be, when the past no longer is, and the future is not yet? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KathyMcCathy/2790848/ “Believing is easy, but thinking is difficult. Thinking about why we believe, this is still more complicated. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KathyMcCathy/2790268/ "Hiding is never the answer whether its plain sight or in the bright sunlight , Come out and embrace what you feel " http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KathyMcCathy/2790064/ A glance is all it takesTo be in love with the highest of stakesBecause to be in love is to be in risk Cuz you might be with it forever or forever lose it To be in love is to let yourself go Break all the barriers and let yourself get carried in the flow Just how a weightless dan.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KathyMcCathy/2789907/ It is my opinion of unbelievable truths , I don't know myself if Satan's a devil or a god but what if it was truth ,Would you believe it ? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KathyMcCathy/2789906/ Silent melodies touch a cold heart when sung  ,The heart frozen-still melts as the cold winds of the north pass by ,Those words , every syllable so deafening , and leave myself on a journey quite awry The murk in the sky leaves me uncertain , but those dulcet tones guide my way to a new-fo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KathyMcCathy/2789894/ People talk about human worth ,It’s either looks or intelligence ,But what matters is nothing but soul in this world Its beauty and its magnificence What we have right now is a cover , To the brightly concealed giftWhat matters is the present not the wrapping paper used to cover.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KathyMcCathy/2789734/