Cathy holmes

Joined August 2021

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Canadian family girl with a recently discovered love for writing. Other loves include animals and sports.

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Shoeless. Runner-up in Small Kindness Challenge.
Dear Cathy, I think it’s time that you and I had a chat. Let’s talk about that young girl you met on the way home from work that day, all those years ago. You know the girl I’m talking about. I know you still think of her occasionally, most recently today.
By Cathy holmesabout a year ago in Psyche
Feathers in the Wind
They drew the ace of spades. Fractured hearts cry out at candle-lit memorials. While mournful tears fall on deaf ears,
By Cathy holmesabout a year ago in Poets
The Beginning of the End. Top Story - September 2024.
She picked up the picture, asked who it was. I almost laughed. But when I saw the curious Look in her eyes, the empty
By Cathy holmesabout a year ago in Poets
A Sip of My Tears
Savour that taste of sweet victory while you can. I'll just sit here and gag on your sugar-coated lies. Go ahead, lick the delicate flavour of my pain off the
By Cathy holmesabout a year ago in Poets
I Never Heard the Flowers Cry
Solemnly the roses wept, when I mirrored their crimson hue. Low, the bonnets held their heads, each shedding tears of blue.
By Cathy holmesabout a year ago in Poets
Shhhh. Top Story - August 2024.
Shhhhh. Be very, very quiet. I know you’re sleeping, but lo and behold, it’s 3 a.m. and I am an energetic and enigmatic ball of fur and magic toe beans.
By Cathy holmesabout a year ago in Poets
The Time Warden. Runner-up in Epic Beginnings Challenge.
My name is Remi, and I am a time warden. To those who meet me, I am both hero and villain. I have no cape, no alter-ego. If you encounter me, you will only meet me once.
By Cathy holmesabout a year ago in Fiction
Solitude
Solitude, my dearest Solitude I opened my tired arms to you, welcomed your unspoken promise of peace and tranquility, longed for your quiet embrace, believing that you, and you alone, could save me.
By Cathy holmesabout a year ago in Poets
Chasing Sunbeams
I’ve chased sunbeams on stormy days. Like a cat stalking a flicker light, round and round and round I ran. Bouncing off walls.
By Cathy holmesabout a year ago in Poets
Mr. Tangerine Man
“Hey, Mister Tangerine Man, tell your lies to me.” “Security,” bellowed the lord of moldy orangeness. He was not in the mood for hecklers. He was sleepy, and this was the last place he wanted to be.
By Cathy holmesabout a year ago in Fiction
In More Ways Than One. Runner-up in Overboard Challenge.
The moon is particularly bright tonight. The shadow it casts through the window leaves a dim glow, with one warm, bright strip down the side of our bed where you should be sleeping. As I stare at the empty space, I can’t help but feel that one strip of moonlight is the only warmth that has graced this love-forsaken room in years.
By Cathy holmesabout a year ago in Fiction
All About Friendship. Top Story - August 2024.
I remember a night, many years ago, when I stepped out of the home of a casual friend, slipped on black ice, and landed flat on my ass on a concrete step. As I sat there, in pain, convinced I had broken my tailbone, I heard my best friend ask if I was okay, then looked up and saw her doubled over in pain from laughing.
By Cathy holmesabout a year ago in Humans