Janis Joplin & Kitty Kat Sylvester


Kitty "Kat" Sylvester


Wednesday, March 13, 2013

More...Edgar Allan Poe!

Edgar Allan Poe

"I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity."

"I wish I could write as mysterious as a cat."

"I have great faith in fools; self-confidence my friends call it."
"That pleasure which is at once the most pure, the most elevating and the most intense, is derived, I maintain, from the contemplation of the beautiful."

Wednesday, February 13, 2013

Help! I Pray to Have My Voice Heard...Please Check out my Singing Debut!!!

Hello Everyone,

I have not written in a long time.  Since, the passing of my Mother all I could post were Prose and Poems.  But, "Here I am!"  I have climbed out of the Rabbit Hole!  Cheers! 

Now I am asking for your help!  I really want to have my Voice heard.  I want to share with everyone my passion, emotions and deep feelings through music.  I have been singing for 3 years.  Here is a brief story of how I discovered my Voice.

My Mother at the time had Alzheimer's and she was slowly dieing.  I would sing to her because she could not speak.  One day while singing I heard something in my voice.  An "ah ha" moment.  I thought to myself, "I need to teach myself how to sing.  I like what I am hearing."  So, with the help of God and my Mom, I began to sing to my Mother almost everyday.  The beautiful and amazing part of music is that my Mother who couldn't speak began to sing words back to me.  She tried so hard to sing or pronunciate words when I called her everyday.  She was and is my Hero! 

She passed away in 2011.  I crumbled when she passed away.  I thought to myself, "Who am I going to sing to?"  I was so sad.  Thank God she helped me find my Voice because the only comfort I found was in singing. Since the day she passed away my voice has grown in leaps and bounds.  It has turned into something spiritual.  I really never knew I had this talent.  I was never able to sing in front of her.  But today I believe she is with me all the time.  Teaching me how to breathe properly and control my voice. She has been my coach, my cheerleader and strength to Never Give Up.  She tought me Strength.  She faught everyday to speak, sing and know who I was.  It was so hard to watch my Mother disappear.  But she smiled and giggled til the end. She continues to teach me my possibilities are endless.

Now, I just pray that my Voice will be heard.  So, I am reaching out and singing to all of YOU. ;)

My video's are in the youtube boxes up above on this webpage.  I hope someday soon to have a band with me.  Yeh baby!  Until then you get me and instrumental kareoke music...ha ha ha!  If you like my voice can you Please share this website with your friends and family.  Or
have them go to the following web addresses:





God bless, Peace and Love,
Kitty Kat (meow)

Monday, July 23, 2012


apple pie
birds fly
damaged sky

twinkle twinkle little star
bang bang
the queen is dead

singing along
singing my song
baby, I got the blues

happy to say
I'm on my way
but I'm missing you

not sure who you are
have we met befar
or ya coming outa the blue

jingle jangle
swinging along
eeeeh eeeeh ooooh ooooh you

running around
all over town
it's about high noon

God's Country Ma
under the sun
Hail Mary, I love you
Oh baby, 2+4=2

by~Kat S

A Native American Prayer ...Oh Great Spirit

A Native American Prayer.

O' Great Spirit Whose voice I hear in the winds, And whose breath gives life to all the world, hear me. I am small and weak, I need your strength and wisdom. Let me walk in beauty and make my eyes ever behold the red and purple sunset. Make my hands respect the things you have made and my ears sharp to hear your voice. Make me wise so that I may understand the things you have taught my people Let me learn the lessons you have hidden in every leaf and rock.I seek strength, not to be greater than my brother, but to fight my greatest enemy - myself. Make me always ready to come to you with clean hands and straight eyes. So when life fades, as the fading sunset, my Spirit may come to you without shame. ~Chief Yellow Lark, Lakota