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Jun 2020 · 67
Fragile Wing
SøułSurvivør Jun 2020
Time is like a fragile wing
The Cadence which canaries sing.

Time is like a steel door
Once it's closed it cracks no more.

Time is like a wooden screen
Through its lattice love is seen.

Time is like a rotting wind
Its stench will catch
Your breath and rend.

Time is like the Posey Fair
It scent will catch Black Death air.

Time's the root. It is the tree
Time is still a mystery
For we've Rewritten history.

From its boughs we see the Hills
In its bowels we're dead & still.

Time's like an infant's crowning head
Then like a game. A child's dread
In full flower we are wed
We have the happy child instead
In our season we are dead.

So hold time like a fragile lace
Water in a Dresden vase.
Cup it like a Lover's face
Watch it dance with ballet grace.
It's there... then gone without a trace.

The clock is backward, sweeping right
It starts it's journey in the night
It won't give up without a fight
The hands are sweeping
Small and slight
It will end within the light...

It moves now with blinding speed
Through this poverty and need
Where the few are rich by greed
They are then more ****** indeed
As they plant their golden seed
It crops up a vile ****.

In the west the rising.sun
And with this the day"s begun
On its axis Earth is spun
In the east the day is done
Then noontime comes,
It's course is run

The time now is 12:01...
I know the last stanza is a bit confusing. Everything is so backward now though. I thought of the clock going backward. Instead of the time of the end of the world as 11:59, I'm thinking of it is 12:01. It's almost high noon folks.
Jun 2020 · 332
Vapor
SøułSurvivør Jun 2020
Sometimes I am water
Sometimes I am ice
Sometimes I'm a vapor
Condensation on your face.

Sometimes I've the air truth
Sometimes I'm a liar
Sometimes I am of the earth
Sometimes of the fire

I am always fickle
An untruthful fact
I am a deluge trickle
I have a gauche man's tact

I have hideous beauty
You'll have no argument
To abandon me's a duty
I'm hell's firmament

You will always love me
A simply complex game
Becoming bound you will be free

Lucifer's my name.
I've been thinking I should be on HP more often. I just spend so much time on other social media, it's difficult. Please bear with me.
Jun 2020 · 144
To Lora Lee
SøułSurvivør Jun 2020
A FRIEND THE HEART FINDS

A friend who is from
The far-away climes
A friend  who is with you
In troubling times
A friend who's behind you
No matter the cost
A friend the heart finds
Can never be lost!

Happy Birthday, Lora Lee!! <3
We've been HP & FB friends f or many years. All the love, light, laughter! 🌹🌵🌻💖
May 2020 · 211
The Rain Is So Dark
SøułSurvivør May 2020
THE RAIN IS SO DARK

The time of dad's passing
I've been restrained
All the day long
I've looked at the rain.

There isn't a smouldering
Hint of a spark
I can't see for nothin'
The rain is so dark.

The stormclouds are following
One on another
They tred on the heels
They're so close together.

The date of a death
Is when pain was born
There seem to be many
One endless storm.

The first major hurricane
2020 has seen
Was the health & work crisis
Of COVID-19

Then the stress on good friendships
Because of the news
People fussing & fighting
For differing views.

THEN Minneapolis
Had a white killer cop
And others stood by
As a black man's heart stopped!

Now, these are DEATHS!
We HAVE to RECEIVE!
Deaths of our innocence
We no longer believe
In man's basic goodness
No way it's retrieved
We must accept now
And we have to GRIEVE.

My father survived WWII
Lived 93 years in this mortal stew.
But now he's left... years ago? TWO.

When I was a child
Oh, SO long ago
I used to LOVE thunderstorms...

... what did I know?

R.I.P. Clinton Eugene Jarvis

Cathy Jarvis
(C) 5/30/2020
Mar 2020 · 232
Going Viral
SøułSurvivør Mar 2020
Stores cleared out
Shelves are barren
If you cough
There's people staring

People staying all alone
Because they're hiding
In their homes

The news is stuck
It don't inspire us
All they speak?
Coronavirus!

Yes. It's BAD.
A viral lout
If they're at risk
Folks can't go out!

This is what
I need to say
Don't worry about it!
Kneel & pray!

We're going to know
We're going to see
Trouble economically.

Is this IT!?
It could be, friend.
The straight beginning
Of the end

But there's one thing
That is clear
We cannot be ruled by fear!!

The best thing anyone can do
Is find the Lord....

...let It be YOU!
Jan 2020 · 114
Mona Lisa
SøułSurvivør Jan 2020
Perfect oval face
Of subtle olive hue
Hands folded 'neath her cleavage
Amply embued
Why she's sweetly smiling
Nobody has a clue...

She sits out in the open
Under a sun so bright
With Italian architecture
Within the viewers sight
What does Mona Lisa do
Undercover of the night

That smile so enigmatic
Was she humming soft & low?
Eyes looking at us levely
A woman head to toe...
Or was "she" a MAN?
Sly Le-an-ar-do!
Now it's still a secret
Only God could know.

Only a brilliant consciousness
Could paint such a piece!
Yes! Only De Vince
With such subtleness!
The finest of all artists
He painted with finesse

The lovely curve of body
The beautiful brown tresses
That enigmatic smile

One can only guess....


Catherine Jarvis
01/30/2020
One of my favorite paintings. There's speculation about the gender of the subject, but no doubt about the skill of the painter. It's  truly a masterpiece!
Jan 2020 · 97
For You Sing Over Me
SøułSurvivør Jan 2020
Let my music rise
Fragrance to Your heart
Let the notes take shape
As wondrous worship art
Let my voice have colors
Every lovely hue
Let it be a tapestry
I dedicate to You.

Oh, Amen, mighty Yahweh!
Oh, yes, let it be!
Yeshuah, Holy Spirit!
Let my voice be free!
YES! I'll sing YOU PRAISE...

FOR YOU SING OVER ME!


People think I'm foolish
Singing all the time,
But I don't care at ALL! You see
Singin's not a crime!
People think I'm crazy
For singin' to myself
But I'm singin' to the Great I AM!
This I just can't help!

[Chorus].
Jan 2020 · 316
Birthday Blues
SøułSurvivør Jan 2020
The cake burned in the oven
The fridge broke down as well
The plumbing broke
& soaked the floor
This was the day from hell.

So much for cake & ice cream
So much for mopping up
I'm telling you, I have the flu
This day has been a flop!

Not gonna call a plumber
You know how $$$ goes
This happened on a Sunday
That's spendy doncha know!

I've HAIR that hurts, my buddy
I've such and aching head!
Is it a sin to just turn in?

I'll spend the day in bed!.

Catherine Jarvis
1/23/2020
My birthday wasn't quite that bad, but I wasn't feeling well. Yucky poo!!
Jan 2020 · 831
Surfeit With Darkness [10W]
SøułSurvivør Jan 2020
Surfeit with darkness
Clouds are sponges
Soaking up the
Night

[10W]
Catherine Jarvis
(C) 1/17/2020
Cloudy nights are beautiful!
Jan 2020 · 556
Pink
SøułSurvivør Jan 2020
A baby's face, in bows & lace
The blush of widened eye
The muzzle of a unicorn
The rainbows in a sigh.
The shining pearl within a conch
The place where virgins lie.

The bubbles blown by teenagers
The hearts on sleeves of same
The subtle hue of lipstick
With which they spell your name
Shirley's locks & lollipops
To them love's all a game!

Fluff & play! Valentine's Day!
Roses in her cheeks
The colour of amoré
If she lets you take a peek!

Chocolate covered cherries
In a golden foil box
The colour of a diary
Closed & sealed with locks.
The colour of a fantasy
Gold & pearl clocks.

What a warmth this hue elicits!
More charming than you'd think
Innocent... explicit

The exquisite color... PINK!
Just in time for Valentine's Day! Ok, it's a month away, but who cares!
Jan 2020 · 187
Red White & BLUR
SøułSurvivør Jan 2020
Star Strangled Banner

O, Hussain can you see
Through your lies & your blight
While so proudly you sail
Through your elitist scheming
Your broad swipes & slight scars
You think you've the right
You with madness so etched
In your brain which is bleeding.
In your den, yes, your lair
Black birds nest in your hair
'Neath that roof of low height
Such duplicity there.
O, Hussain can you see
All the bones there, the graves?
In the land of Pe-lo-si...

... and the home of her SLAVES.
Some people of Arabic origin are lying to us.
But many are actually FOR US! I abhor the liars. This take on the time-honored song is not written in a effort to insult the PEOPLE of the Middle East. But the ELITES and their LIES!! Please read this entire commentary:

Iran and many of these countries like Syria have been used and abused by the elite. I'm not saying I'm any expert on the Middle East, nor am I saying my opinion matters.... But let me just say, these countries have been abused, they've been rapped of their resources, they've been forced to live in a war torn region. Many of your normal people that live in those countries, like America, they like President Trump. You are dealing with elite strongholds. These terrorist groups, who have run some of these countries, were specifically created through block op/clandestine operations to destabilize these countries, cause war and fighting and to create elite/cabal strongholds. You have age old principalities at play. You have a physical as well as a spiritual battle going on. You have two interlocking realms that are being dealt with, both in the physical and spiritual world. The elite placed their pawns in power, to take over the oil in those countries and what were they using that oil for? Human trafficking/terrorism and to fund their operations...... Trump isn't stealing their oil, he's confiscating it in order to remove the financial flow for the cabal/intelligence agencies. It will be given back when the regimes are cleaned out and the right people are brought into leadership. President Trump is giving the people of Iran the ability to take back their country, to live in peace and freedom. WW3 was the cabal's plan, but it isn't Trump's plan. WW3 was the Pentagon/DOD plan, but it isn't Trump's plan. And frankly it's not God's plan. The wars have been orchastated by the elite, that's how they operate. Trump's not playing that *******. Trump is taking down the elite/Intelligence operations in these countries.... The pawns of the very elite.

Earthquakes near nuclear facilities are blowing up underground bases and systems. The Nuclear industry is NOT innocent in this.... They had their hands in child trafficking and worse. You have interlocking realms above us and blow us, that connect to our physical realm.... These things are being delt with.

Anything the media tells you is either a lie, or propaganda. The people of Iran are celebrating. They're baking cakes and cookies and passing themout to people on the streets. They like Trump! The people yelling death to America are paid. They're also the ones killing peaceful protesters. They aren't the Iranian people.

And I'll tell you something, the people in the Middle East fighting for their freedom, from the elite have *****. They have fire.... Compared to the #snowflakes in the US.

Trump is taking down the elite system in the Middle East. Don't you get it?
Jan 2020 · 99
"HP" New Year!
SøułSurvivør Jan 2020
I know this pome's a little late
I've NOT had time a'plenty
I guess I could have writ a blurb
But hindsight's 2020...

Time speeds up when you get old
So look out everyone
The next time you turn around
It's 2021!!
Seriously, I've been like a beheaded hen since Christmas!
Dec 2019 · 268
Unloved & Unlovable
SøułSurvivør Dec 2019
I've had a life of sorrow,
I've lived a life of pain.
Wednesday's child. Full of woe,
I've lived a life of shame.

I won't elicit sympathy,
I won't be bright & witty
I'll simply be true to self
I surely don't want pity.

Whenever IT happened
Really matters not
But I had tragedy when young
Was by a devil caught.

IT set about a cycle
Which, like a gerbil wheel,
Made me shunned,
Made me run,
To a trap of tungsten steel.

I was trapped by drugs & vice
Alcohol & more
Accepted *** instead of love
Practically a *****.

I felt unloved. Unlovable.
Ever since a child.
So I died on the inside
Became rebellious... WILD!

I was a cheat. I was a thief.
I ripped off stores for *****.
So I was in the trap of guilt,
Could not help but lose!

I should have died SO many times!
Dragged by a speeding car
By a drug crazed jon of mine
You think THAT left a scar??

But God had SUCH mercy!
He gave me such GRACE!
Heart of stone, and yet...
HIS OWN!
No, I was NOT a WASTE!

I have no doubt I'll always have
Doubts the devil brings
But now I'm LOVED and LOVABLE!

BY THE KING OF KINGS!!!



Catherine Jarvis
12/29/2019
My past is dead. I'm dead along with it. But I've been reborn into Christ's Kingdom. Here I've found the thing I've missed the most... LOVE.
Dec 2019 · 126
When you feel the flow...
SøułSurvivør Dec 2019
... birthing the words, there can
be no description for the intoxication!

breathing in the fragrance of
the ink, the wind of the
muse on your shoulders
propelling you on to choosing
words which come from the
zephyrs aroused as by
angel feathers...

there's a point where effort ends
and a clarity supernatural starts...
a point when intellect is of no use,
knowledge has no meaning...
all you ever experienced is lost
and a new reality brings on
the pangs of prismatic ******
too exquisite to be borne...

... and so the pen becomes exhausted from it's dance, and the paper becomes a magic carpet, taking the poet beyond comprehension into...

... a nebula beyond reason...

... the special place...

... no words...

... only expression.


C. Jarvis
12/28/2019
I'm not worried if i get read or not. I write for the sheer joy of writing!
Dec 2019 · 135
What Was It Like?
SøułSurvivør Dec 2019
What was it like oh God so great
To be an infant small?
Did You Weep, or did you sleep
And never cry at all?

What was it like sweet Mary
To ride the night so black?
Did you smile, heavy with child
Upon a donkey's back?

What was it like dear Joseph
To know your wife would bear
God's own son, but he'd be shunned
A man of many cares?

What was it like oh wise men
To see that light appear?
To go so far to find that star
Knowing God was near?

What was it like you shepherds?
To hear the angels sing?
Were you scared when they declared
The birth of Israel's King?

What was it like you angels
To see your mighty Lord
Lying there in a Manger bare
With no mantle? Sword?

Yet that night was joyful!
In ecstasy all sang!
Or instead they bowed their heads
While praise in heaven rang!

For now the great Messiah
Was born to Trumpets blast!
What was it like that special night

Our Savior's born at last!

Catherine Jarvis
(C) 12/25/2019 (rewritten)
Dec 2019 · 521
death by flying
SøułSurvivør Dec 2019
arcing toward
a dark heaven
a futile ******
earth still
binds
me
but
not
my


death by flying too
close to Mars
warrior that
he is

he sent his arrows
which lanced my
♡ with such
longing it
could not
be controlled
anymore
than a
bird
is
bound
by
the
air

and, so, the tears in
night's fabric
are sewn
by





Catherine Jarvis
(C) 12/24/2019
Though i usually write in rhyme, I felt lead to write this piece. I wrote the title first & the rest sort of evolved.
SøułSurvivør Dec 2019
This song, it won't berate you
It won't, the Bible, beat
It's only a reminder
It's not meant to defeat.

It won't put you down at all
Once I was where you sit
It won't proselytize at all
(Well, maybe just a bit).

We enjoy the holidays, right?
With friends & family round!
We await the "Jolly Elf"
And happiness abounds!

RIGHT?

Deck the halls and celebrate!
Put on festive togs!
Put the roast beast in the oven
Burn those yuletide logs!

Christmas or Winter Solstice?
Does it matter, folks?
We're having FUN this time of year...
Laughing! Telling jokes!

RIGHT?


That's true of many people
But do ALL withstand the test?
There are those who have no family
Not all of us so blessed.

Those of us who have our friends
May not understand
But when you have nobody
Holidays ain't so grand.

(Chorus)

Those of us despondent
At this time of year
When everything seems gloomy
A light CAN, in us, appear!

No. Holidays aren't for everyone
No Christmas cards to send
But when you know a Savior

YOU'LL ALWAYS HAVE A FRIEND.

(BRIDGE)
So let's light a candle
It is NOT THE END
Once you accept Jesus Christ
You'll always have a friend!


Catherine Jarvis
(C) 12/23/2019
I love you all! I wish I could be around to read more. I have so much going on in my life right now, it's just difficult. But after the holidays I will make a point to go on my home site. Blessings for the holidays and the new year!!
Dec 2019 · 338
A Poet's Letters
SøułSurvivør Dec 2019
Whether s/he be
In chains & fetters
Lazy or a
Real go-getter
Using pen
Or tech typesetters
Staid & proper
Or upsetter
A Poet remains
A wo/man of letters.

Ugly or quite
Fair of face
Present.
Gone without a trace
In polyester
Or fine lace
Sure of pen
Prone to erase
Poets ALL
We bestow grace.

Well read or
Quite ignorant
Cogent or
Lacking in sense
Wealthy or
Don't have one cent
Nostalgia or
The present tense
Poets have their
Eloquence.

Wo/man! We the
Letters make!
It is all a
Give & take!
Get going
For goodness sake!
Whether you are
Real or fake
Heck! We ALL
make our mistakes!
Whether we are
Gent or rake
We leave MENSAs
In our wake!

So on it goes
We laugh or sigh
We celebrate
Or weep & cry
We struggle on
We try the rye
We are awake
Or bleary eyed
Life can't stop
It will pass by
It will pass

UNTIL WE DIE.


Catherine Jarvis
(C)12/22/2019
Dec 2019 · 452
Snow
SøułSurvivør Dec 2019
Gently, feathers floating high
From wings of
White doves as they fly
Solemn, silent as a sigh
Floes & snow banks by & by...

Six sided crystals, different all
None are perfect as they fall
Frozen, they heed nature's call
In human hands can be a ball
To throw as children, we'll recall...

The built up forts & furious fights!
It's a time to bundle tight!
We're all artists at the sight
Of flakes falling, defused light
On parts of earth it's endless night.

During storms it'll cut & slice
On the roads can become ice
Please,  just listen to advice
Stay inside where it is nice!

Snow. The Queen of legend... lore!
There's SO much she has in store
The winter's scepter in the tors
It in the valley, desert floors
When heaven opens up it's doors
When the wind rips & roars
When it sprinkles then it pours...

It fascinates forevermore!

Catherine Jarvis
(C) 12/19/2019
SøułSurvivør Dec 2019
[song lyrics]

There's a lady with a cane
She broke her hip, now she is lame
Just a face - she has no name
To most all faces look the same
Nose in phones -
Playing their games
Vague indifference is to blame.

[Chorus]
Listen to what I have to say
It should be Christmas every day
The world can be bleak & gray
It should be Christmas every day

There's a boy sits on the stairs
He's in a gang & no one cares
Watches for the cops out there
So his homies sell their wares
A throwaway, he has no hope
He's already using dope
His only way to to deal & cope
He's going down a slippery *****.

[Chorus]

Humans all. They cry. They weep.
They bleed red, their souls they keep
They are lost - cast down sheep
They're in HELL - and they're in deep
All the time the talking heads
Laud celebrities instead
There is war. Much blood is shed.
Teenagers - they end up dead.

[Chorus]
Have you heard all this today?
Can you speak up? Can you pray?
Help this world find a way?

IT SHOULD BE
CHRISTMAS EVERY DAY!

[Bridge]
Can you hear the trumpet sound?
Lifting saints up off the ground!
They spoke out 'bout
What they found!
Now their joy will,
In strength, ABOUND!
JESUS! May His name resound!

Catherine Jarvis
(C)12/17/2019
SøułSurvivør Dec 2019
T'was the night before leaving
And all through the flat
All the creatures were creeping
Especially the rats.
The food was all stored
In the fridge with great care
For all the Cockroaches
Crawling 'round there.
The paint was all peeling
The mattresses stained
The children kept silent
For the Neighbors complained.
Their parents despairing
For what they would eat
No help from the landlord.
No family to greet.
For they were evicted.
Left out in the cold.
They'd sleep in their car
Which was rusty & old.
They are broken hearted!
Should this end as it aught?
Does this sound like
Your Christmas?
Of course it does not!
Please give to the homeless!
They live in all lands
But their Christmas is brighter
Due to your Helping Hands!
Your time's of great value
As is your wealth
But it's better by far
To give of yourself!
Pass out food to the needy
So they can sup
But don't give a hand out
Give a hand up!
The Bible sure tells it
It'll give you a clue
Follow the Christ
Do what Jesus would do!
But keep it a secret!
Don't broadcast to all!
God will reward you
For heeding His call!
You will have pleased Him.
Spread cheer all around
You will find up in heaven

A GREAT JEWEL IN YOUR CROWN.


Catherine Jarvis
12/16/2019
Dec 2019 · 702
Esoteric Eleanor
SøułSurvivør Dec 2019
Esoteric Eleanor...
Is a woman set apart
She has an obscure interest
In a certain type of art.

She collects her little fairies
Has an interest in old tomes
Has few, if any, closer friends
Has tons of garden gnomes.

She owns a run-down mansion
With lots of dusty rooms
Her letters closed with sealing wax
She speaks in garbled runes.

She met her fate one cloudy day
Oh yes, she is quite dead.
Her foot slipped on the marbles
That spilled out of her head!

Yes, she lost her footing
Alas, she is no more
Lies within her antique coffin
Esoteric Eleanor.


Catherine Jarvis
(C) 12/15/2019
This poem kind of evolved... I really don't know how! NOT about anyone specific. Just alliteration of words for the title.
Dec 2019 · 12.8k
The Moon Has Many Lovers
SøułSurvivør Dec 2019
In her gauzy garments
Above the bowing trees
The moon has many lovers
In the sighing breeze.

They all take her dancing
In exotic lands
They give her sparkling diamonds
They kiss her milk-white hands.

She is round & fullsome
Or slender as a waif
When she is then waning
Her flowers are kept safe.

Silken skeins of darkness
When she's waxing full
Are parted by her brightness
She is NEVER dull!

Her beaux are all so courtly
But she eschews them all
Her only love can make her pale
She burns at his call...

She lets out her moonbeams
Through her eyes they weep
She loves the one eclipsing her
They can NEVER meet!

She, so strong within her court
Will curtsey when he comes
The moon has many lovers

But she's taken by the SUN.


Catherine Jarvis
(C) 12/14/2019
Dec 2019 · 318
Eternity
SøułSurvivør Dec 2019
Imagine, if you will my friends
A skein of silken thread,
White as floes of feather snow,
The very tip is red.

Imagine then, this thread to wend
The universe about
To wrap red Mars & every star
A thousand times enroute.

Let nebulae be woven there
The planets knitted tight
The skeins are lit
like lanterns fair,
The red tip scarlet bright.

That tip so insignificant
Can represent this life.
It's carmine hue
the blood we shed
In suffering & strife.

The rest of the
White stretch of string
Why, let's let it be
A tale untold, let it hold
The rest... Eternity.

Yet all that stretch of silver skein,
This concept may be tough,
But, my friends, it never ends!
There'd never be enough!

So why do people struggle so
To resist the endless love?
Let that tip of velvet yarn
Be dipped in Jesus's blood!

For then the skein
which then remains
Will indeed be white!
Sin's dark stain can be retained
And it is dark as night.

Hell or heaven. Listen friends!
This poet has a voice
Heaven. Hell. Truth to tell...

Eternity. YOUR CHOICE.


Catherine Jarvis
12/13/2019
Dec 2019 · 495
God's No Santa
SøułSurvivør Dec 2019
Life's just hard.
Have you heard?
This song's for all.
Just a word.
We all work.
We all strive.
None of us
Get out alive...

Life is HARD.
We ALL cry.
God's no Santa
In the sky.
We have to live.
We have to die.
God's no Santa
In the sky.

Just cuz you're "good"
Li'l girls & boys
Don't mean you get
Designer toys!

Don't you listen
To preacher's talk!
They DECEIVE!
They will WALK!!

The biggest LIE
THERE'S EVER BEEN!
Kenneth Copeland
Joel Osteen!!

Listen here
To this ink!
It's much deeper
Than you think!
God got it all,
The kitchen sink...

But He don't hand out
Yachts & Porsches!
Mansions. Jewelry.
Bet the HORSES!

He's got RULES!
He don't take guff!
Folks! The Lord
Has had ENOUGH!
Don't you know?
God is TOUGH!!

Don't mean to snoop.
Don't mean to pry.
But in YOUR prayer life
ALL A LIE??
Listen people...
You can try.
But God's no Santa
In the sky.

Catherine Jarvis
12/9/2019
I'm talking to myself, ALSO!
Dec 2019 · 269
Roll On By
SøułSurvivør Dec 2019
[Lyrics by Catherine Jarvis]

Windows light up
Rattling sashes
Rain don't stop
It tears & lashes
Thunder sears and
Lightning crashes
Houses up in
Smoke & ashes...

~~~~~~

[Chorus]

Roll on by, storm,
Roll on by!
You won't make me
Weep & sigh!
You will pass me
By & by
I'll wake up
To God's blue sky...

No power of hell
Nor will of Man
No twist or turn
Or slight of hand
No storm or rain
Or lightning slam.
I'll overcome.
I'll understand.

~~~~~~~

The rain won't stop
Won't let me be
But it can't melt
The heart in me!
If you knew
You would agree
I'm an eagle
Don't you see!
I'll rise above
I will not flee
I have got the victory!

[Chorus]

I will watch
& I will wait
Soon the tempest
Will abate
Whether it be
Soon or late
I'll stand in LOVE!
I will not hate!
I will enter
Heaven's gate
To be with Jesus
Is my fate...

I will live with
GOD SO GREAT!


SøułSurvivør aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
Catherine Jarvis
(C) 12/14/2019
Dec 2019 · 528
Emmanuel
SøułSurvivør Dec 2019
Emmanuel,  Emmanuel
Your name in beauty sounds,
The newborn King,
Our anthems ring
From earth to heaven 'round!

O Jesus! The babe so small
The shepherds bow & pray,
Angels sing, their news to bring,
The Savior's born today!

Emmanuel, Emmanuel
Your tiny, gentle face
Wise men kneel,
For they can feel
Your Spirit & Your grace...

O Jesus! The babe so small
The shepherds bow & pray
Angels sing, their news to bring
The Savior's born today!

Emmanuel, Emmanuel,
So meek & mild, you lie
On Mary's breast
She's now at rest
With tears within her eyes...

O Jesus! The babe so small
O let us bow & pray
Angels sing, their news to bring
The Savior's born today!

Emmanuel, Emmanuel,
Oh, let us not forget,
You died for us
Upon a cross
And You are with us yet...

O Jesus! Bright Morning Star
You rise up with each day
Let us attest
That we are blessed

Remember YOU TODAY!


Catherine Jarvis
(C) 2008
Rewritten 12/3/2019
I'm having this song produced later today!!
Nov 2019 · 239
YOUR CHOICE!
SøułSurvivør Nov 2019
They say our lives
Are made of choices
Many turns and
Many voices...

Forks in paths
Right or left?
We're on the cusp
We're at a cleft
We're in the clover
Or bereft!

At times the choice
Cannot come slow
But we can't choose
Which way to go!!
Of the outcome
We can't know
It's the high road
Or the low...

Should we climb
A path that's narrow?
Or the broad road
With our fellows?
Or bushwhack through
Straight as an arrow?

Brave the thorny way.
The briars.
The broad road
Full of thieves & liars
Or find the path
That takes us higher...

I suggest
You take THAT WAY!!
I hope so more
More than I can say!
Accept Jesus Christ today!

For the way is narrow
The gate is strait
But a fulfilled life
Will be your fate!

You must choose.
At LAST... be FREE!
Be with the Lord

ETERNALLY!

Catherine Jarvis
(C) 11/29/2019
Nov 2019 · 191
High Tree
SøułSurvivør Nov 2019
A Redtail Hawk
Perches the high tree
A barren branch
So she can see
I wonder what
She thinks of me...
Does she know
I'm also free?

She lets loose cries
So sharp & clear
She has no
Melody to hear
Just urgent need
For meat to tear
She has young
To feed & rear.

She's not prone
To ponder. Think.
She acts upon
Pure instinct
To swoop down
Upon her prey
So her young
Will eat today.

Human beings are
Burdened. Bound.
We are tethered
To the ground
Though flight machines
Are built... abound
We still have to
Fly in steel
To the hawk
There's no appeal.

We won't spread
Our wings & fly
From the earth
We view the sky
On this earth
For now we'll be
Only hawks
Perch in high trees.
Nov 2019 · 365
Broken Souls
SøułSurvivør Nov 2019
Here we are
This is life
War around us
Pain and strife

In the trenches
We won't last
Overcome
By mustard gas

[chorus]
Cracking lips
Battered bones
We run bleeding
Run alone
Hearts are yearning
Pain untold
Tattered bodies
Broken souls


When we're born
We wail & cry
Then in the end
We have to die

These events
Set the scene
Bookends to
What's in between

[chorus]

Anger. Hate.
They hold sway
All over the earth today

What's happening to
Our precious world?
We are wretches
Boys & girls!

[chorus]

There is none good!
No, not one!
Folks hate Jesus!
God's own SON!

We must put pride
Upon the shelves
End the EGO
End OURSELVES!

[chorus]

However do
We make amends?
How can we stand
Before the end
How can we be
Born again?

This is what
Jesus insisted
The Spirit blows
Where it listeth

PRAY my friends!
Young or old
Be humble people

BROKEN SOULS


Catherine Jarvis
(C) November 19, 2019
Nov 2019 · 197
Faux Fox
SøułSurvivør Nov 2019
Here she comes
Down LED light Strip
She's goin' on
A Vegas trip
Got her rhinestones
On her hips
Carmine nails
High gloss lips
Livin' on the ***** & chips.

[Chorus]
She's the one
With the diamond rocks
The silks & lace
And platinum locks
Though all of it
Is from a box
Meet the Queen Bee
The faux fox.


She might say she's
Bold & daring
They would say
She's overbearing

Over the years she's
Nipped & tucked
A peahen, she has
Preened & clucked

You see her face
She has some gall!
Shops with Tammy Fae
At the mall
Her makeup put on
With a trowel!

[Chorus]

Has a credit card
To travel
Though She thinks
That She will dazzle
She has a mind that's
Drugged & frazzled

Bee-hive hair
Cat's-eye glasses
Slept through all her
High school classes

She's all silicone
In her bra
She's a shark
With dentured jaw

She'll get HER WAY
WIN, LOSE, or DRAW!

[chorus]

Catherine Jarvis
(C) November 19, 2019
Still working on this one.
Nov 2019 · 414
How Do You Love A Woman?
SøułSurvivør Nov 2019
A woman is a graceful thing
She is a bird with golden wings.
She is a kite with rainbow tail
She's a tall ship in fullest sail.
She's like clouds of nebulae
She's a moon in Martian skies
She's a kittens purring sigh
She's the Black Swan as it dies.

[chorus]
If a lass you wish to woo
A lithesome lady, eyes of dew
Stroke her when the day is new
Let your promises be few
Action! It is what you DO.


If she's a lady you should win
She wants an engagement ring!
What she craves is simply this
'Tis NOT just how you spoon & kiss
After love's beatific bliss
'Tis holding hands when you grow old
She's looking to your very SOUL.

[chorus]

.BRIDGE:
PUT YOUR PRIDE UPON THE SHELF
DON'T IMPRESS HER
WITH YOUR WEALTH
IT MAY GO... AS MAY YOUR HEALTH!
DON'T USE CUNNING
DON'T USE STEALTH...

LOVE HER AS YOU WOULD YOURSELF.


Catherine Jarvis
11/14/2019
Oct 2019 · 366
Acid In The Bone
SøułSurvivør Oct 2019
Rhino virus in my flesh
My right knee has bursitis
Aching body, stuffy head
Hip to toe arthritis!

I've been slowly going deaf
Bad teeth in my mouth
I'm a "Rice Krispies" critter
My plumbing's going south!

I need a new body!
NOT the one I own!
I've dry-rot in my muscles
And acid in the bone!

What CAN make me joyous
When I'm in such pain?
Who is my umbrella
While I'm dancing in the rain?
I think you know the answer
But I'll repeat again...

Don't find it strange I'm happy!
No, don't find it odd!
I have a gracious Savior...

Jesus Christ's my God!
The litmus test for the value of a faith, I believe, is how you can handle trials in one's life. I should feel REALLY rotten... but instead I have joy!! Hallelujah!! ♡♡♡
Oct 2019 · 199
Joy Unspeakable
SøułSurvivør Oct 2019
How can I describe
A night like this?
The exquisite joy?
The heav'nly bliss?
Jesus bent down
With a kiss!
I wonder now
How I could miss
The blessings coming
With this rest!

Wrapped within
His loving arms
Kept, protected
From alarms
Yes, in the Rock
And safe from harm

To this church
God had me brought
I never knew
How hard I'd fought
No I never
Gave much thought
But deliverance
Is what I sought!

I now know
And I agree
I was blind,
but now I see!!
My enemy was
Really ME!
But, at last,

I'VE BEEN SET FREE!!!

Catherine Jarvis
(C) 10/7/2019
I went to a revival tonight & was delivered from a LOT of oppression. Praise the Lord! ♡♡♡
Sep 2019 · 362
Melody
SøułSurvivør Sep 2019
Through a golden wood it sings
Ruby heart with silver wings
A lithe young lass a'sitting there
Emerald eyes and onyx hair
A harp she plucks
With graceful hands
To her left a stallion stands
Right a stag with ivory rack
A griffin eagle at her back
Before her is a raging fire
No lad can pass in his desire!
No one can find her for the trees
But all can hear her melodies.

Though they tripped
Through glade & fen
People long to hear again!
For without the slightest sound
The maiden put
Her soft strings down
And vanished

never to be found.
I am writing a book of poetry. It's being illustrated by myself & two other artists. I want to illustrate this one!
Aug 2019 · 314
A Priest's Lullaby
SøułSurvivør Aug 2019
A poem by
Kimberley Gayton

Gazing through to the other side
Hearing all the sins they tried to hide
What am I supposed to do
What am I supposed to say
A few Hail Marys will
make it all go away
But who keeps a tally
Who takes the toll
Knowing all the secrets
Only Gods supposed to know
Gazing through to the other side
Watching them squander
All I've been denied
Trying hard not to give in
Watching all the little boys
As they come in
But I'll be forgiven
I'll be all right
I've committed no sin
I only try and bring joy to them
I leave no scars, there is no pain
Me and the little boys it's just a game
Now I've grown old,
And they've grown up
They hide in the shadows
They run from my touch
But I'll be forgiven, I'll be OK
I am one of the chosen...
or so they say
Handpicked by God
In His service I'll stay
Who can I confide in
Where can I go
Is there salvation
For my ****** soul

Kimberly Gayton
March 8, 2017
This is a poem written by my friend of 50 years, Kimberly Gayton. I wrote it down exactly as it is written on the paper she gave me, with a few exceptions of breaks in the sentences. She wants exposure for this poem, but is not on the internet. Thanks for reading!
Aug 2019 · 2.0k
Flesh Rose
SøułSurvivør Aug 2019
Her cheeks a'blooming
Fresh petals
Assuming a charm
All their own....

Flesh roses
In a flute of bone.

Her arms are strong wings
Ethereal beauty, poised
For her journey, as a
Tern is
On its long feathered flight
From the North
She wings her way

To the South
Only to meet
The arctic waste
Once more...

Yet the flesh roses never fade

For they are
frozen with tears.

Catherine Jarvis
8/19/2019
Another poem for the book. This illustration done by Sarah, who has a skilled touch & wonderful imagination.
Aug 2019 · 4.1k
Peacock Tales
SøułSurvivør Aug 2019
Once there was a jungle
Every creature great & small
Was given special gifts there
God, he gave them ALL.

He gave monkeys humor
He gave gazelles grace
But the peacock was quite special
He gave HIM the fairest face!

Now, as with all great blessings
This one had a curse
The peacock... quite spectacular!
But he had an ugly VOICE!

Peacock screeched displeasure!
He spread his tail... and then...
He saw his greatest curse of all
His VERY plain PEAHEN!!
Another poem to go with the illustration done by my friend Steve. A beautiful drawing!
Aug 2019 · 1.0k
Pearl Palace
SøułSurvivør Aug 2019
There was a pearl Palace
In a land so far away
They said it glowed at midnight
And sparkled in the day
In the pearl Palace
A lovely princess stayed.

She walked The Halls a'dreamin
Of a handsome man
To take her from the golden Halls
Of that foreign land
But her company was peacocks
She didn't understand.

A Wizard's spell had captured her
To keep her in that place
Where no one kept her company
Tears flowed down her face
She was kept quite comfortably
In her Silk and Lace.

She knew the great volcano
Would erupt for miles and miles
If she left the Pearl Palace
Where she was kept in style
And so she stayed there all alone
A sad and lonely child.

Catherine Jarvis
8/16/2019
Another poem for the book which my friend Steve is illustrating. I wish you could see this visual ... it's absolutely beautiful!
Aug 2019 · 556
The Horses Of The Sea
SøułSurvivør Aug 2019
Deep within the grass & kelp
'Neath Posidon's briney waves
A stable of seahorses live
And in the corals sway

They blend into their background
With their leafy fins
With bubble eyes
and puckered snout
They hope a mate to win!

Poseidon doesn't ride them
Tho he breaks the tallships sails
He'd rather be amused by them
Their odd shape & curling tails!

The seahorse is a character!
Who loves the shadows deep
Poseidon there hides pearls
For his seahorses to keep.

Catherine Jarvis
8/14/2019
Another poem to go with a piece of artwork drawn by my friend Steve. I hope he likes it!
Aug 2019 · 802
Lady of the Crescent Moon
SøułSurvivør Aug 2019
There is a lady in the night
A constellation fair
Lady of the Crescent Moon
You'll see her sitting there.

She wears a diadem of stars
Opals of bright hues
Each color in it represents
A soul who's been abused.

She, who is their patron
Lets them shine like suns
She holds them in the heavens
And cares for every one.

She holds a scepter crystalline
Wears rubies on her sleeves
Her bossom alabaster stones
A tapestry she weaves.

The crescent moon behind her
It's beams are like a flood
It is a second diadem
For she's of royal blood.

AH! You cannot see her?
No. You will not see her soon
You'd only see from VENUS

Lady of the Crescent Moon.
I hope you enjoyed this. It's written for my friend Sar, and based on a picture she drew.
I LOVE that drawing!
Jul 2019 · 1.3k
The Taste Of Prisms
SøułSurvivør Jul 2019
I take in the
Taste of prisms
With a tender tongue

Blue,  violet, verdant green
Magenta marvelous
Yellow, mellow light
The flavors of the sun
Shining through crystal
Covering my lips
Cherry red

The Taste Of Prisms
Emerges
Energizes
Enervated inspiration
And the ecru canvas
Comes alive with color!

CREATE!!
I've joined several artist's sites on Facebook and I'm getting very inspired to paint and draw. I want to see my canvas coming alive! Thus this poem...
Jul 2019 · 502
I Drink Of Darkness
SøułSurvivør Jul 2019
I drink of Darkness
Under the pure skin of night
Where Shadows pool
In my cupped hands.

I drink of Darkness.
I drown in it.
I Revel in its sorrow
It's oily tears.
I sink under its billows.
The Bellows of its lungs.
Which fill with the phlegm
Of the countless dogs
Who drink of it.

I look up at the auburn sky.
For the sake of the devil
Starless.

I drink of Darkness.
Like a pool which is a
Septic morass
Of nightcrawlers.

I drink of Darkness.
Bailing with no raft.
A soul eclipsed

By nothing.
There was a time when I used to love the night. When I was an addict and I was looking for my fix. I used to love to go out at night. It was very dangerous where I lived, but that did not matter to me at the time. I simply wanted my *******. Thank God I found the savior! Jesus Christ literally saved my life.
Jul 2019 · 2.1k
Dandelion
SøułSurvivør Jul 2019
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Concrete poetry

The first one I’ve done in quite some time
Jul 2019 · 905
Rain After a Drought
SøułSurvivør Jul 2019
Rain! Timpany sounds
on the roof and from the gutters
call me to my front porch.
Such music! Like little
silver hammers striking
the drumhead summer-baked
desert floor. Magical music
murmuring to my muse.

Petrichor, after an extended
dry spell, lingers. Nestling in
my nostrils. How could two
chemical reactions create
such delicious desert desiring?
Duplicity of dust and drought
with a wet, wondrous wealth
of water! Whew... hoo!

My eager eyes behold emerald
instead of dull khaki, brown
and olive hues, odalisque
forms of the prickly pear
will become plump in their
passionate love of
precipitation! Ahhhh...!!

What a joy to behold
the crystal curtain once more!
Small beads of moisture
form on my forehead
and fingers. Fascinating
to feel the hairs on my arms
stand up with the
electricity of negative ions...

Every sense is smothered
with summer storm extract...

ECSTASY!!!
Jul 2019 · 300
Crucible
SøułSurvivør Jul 2019
In a crucible we're placed
As gold with dross to spare
Placed upon a fervent flame
We are all heated there.

Through this hard and
Hellish trial
We melt down as the ore
Releasing our impurities
Our faults come to the fore.

All the greed and avarice
All coveting and lust
Hate and anger bubble up
All envy & mistrust.

Jealousy. All vanities.
Malice & disdain
We scream & shout
And writhe about
Grumble & complain.

God takes his refiner's scoop
Removes the crust and then
Leaves us on the furnace fire
And heats us up again!

As we release the
Dirt and grout
There is a peace that's found
We find our comforter in Him
And we quiet down.

Still we have the impure thought
We are not worry free
We have a sort of "holy" pride
Religiosity.

Finally, this scraped away
There's NOTHING left. No trace
God looks into the shining gold
And sees His very face!

How glorious, the finished gold!
How beautiful the ore!
It's set in wondrous majesty

To shine forevermore
.
I'm going through some very difficult physical trials. Rather than complain I'm writing about them. We all have something in our lives to heat us up, so to speak. We can get bitter, or we can get better. I choose the latter. My faith really helps. It is my hope that you will find this Faith is as well. Thanks for reading! ♡♡♡
Jul 2019 · 1.7k
Mars is Red ~ Venus is Blue
SøułSurvivør Jul 2019
Mars, they say, is God of War
Venus Love...
But not no more.

Mars is red, an angry shade
With knuckles like
A sickle's blade

His right hook
has some might in store
He lays her on
The threshing floor

There he whacks
The chaff from wheat
She's just a dog
For him to beat...

Mars is red
Venus is blue
Black as well
A nasty hue

Her friends tell her
To up & leave
For all the beatings
She's recieved

But she knows
That if she leaves
He'd find... and ****
With none to grieve.

So she stays down
On knees to pray
That Mars would simply
Go away...

He will not
She's bound to lose
Red & blue...
A purple bruise.

Finally she'd had enough
Packed some food
And all her stuff

Before he could
Wake up to belt her
She went into a caring shelter

He searched and searched
But never found
His goddess was
Nowhere around

He drank and drank
His days away
Finally t'was
As she had prayed

Mars hit bars
With liquored breath
He finally drank
Himself to death.

Mars was red
And Venus blue
But now she's FREE

She could be YOU.

.



SøułSurvivør
4/20/2018
This poem has been in my drafts for a long time. I was hesitant to post it, because it has very violent content. But something told me recently that I should put it up. Maybe there's someone who needs to read it, I don't know. All I know is that if you are a battered woman there is help out there. You don't have to suffer in silence anymore!

I was battered... ONCE.
I ran away and called the cops & that was IT for HIM. But he stalked me for 2 years before he finally gave up. I'm lucky to be alive!
Jul 2019 · 838
The Talisman
SøułSurvivør Jul 2019
Of chancellery
Egyptian charm
Rosetta stone
Within his arms
He never thought
He'd do her harm
He kept her safe
His special cairn.

Upon his altar she was set
Phylactery, his amulet
Tears of gratitude he wept
For such a prize
As what he kept

But though she had
The center stage
All the time
She fumed with rage
He was a fool
She was a sage
So he kept her
In a cage.

Then one day
Whilst fool was sleeping
At her feet while
She was weeping
She spied a weapon
He was keeping
He had sowed...
... now he was reaping!

A candlestick
Of leaded weight
She reached out
Of the cage's gate
Though she was
In prisoner's state
She knocked it off
And sealed his fate!

This was not wisdom
To break his bone.
For she was then
Quite well alone
Yes... she'd put him
In his tomb
But, caged, she had then

Sealed her own
.
Be careful what you make an idol...

Sorry I haven't been around. I don't write poetry so much anymore. I'm working as an artist now. Thanks for understanding.
Jun 2019 · 553
The Stellar Stair
SøułSurvivør Jun 2019
Who will climb the stellar stair?
Who will know the wonders there?

What will give transcendent worth?
Free us from this weighted earth?

How will we leave this fallen world?
What can save us, boys & girls?

The man (or woman) who is "pure"?
Can THEY help you? Are you SURE?

People who are SO devout
Are THEY certain they'll get out?

Those who think their minds equipped
To build an interstellar ship?

They sit and ponder,  as earth dies,
How they can go live in the skies!

But there are those who still Believe.
They pray to God, Who's greatly grieved!

If you want to leave this vice
Let me give you some advice.
PUT YOUR TRUST IN JESUS CHRIST!

He's the One on Whom to call!
He will free from Satan's thrall
He's the Savior of us ALL!

The devil sifts, as with a sieve
But Jesus died that we might live!

How can we think that our own power
Will save us in that final hour?

We cannot work for it, nor buy it!
It is God's gift... please don't deny it!

A giant gap, 'tween us and God
He is HOLY! it's not odd!

With an Apple Adam drove the wedge
With wood and nails Christ built a BRIDGE!

It happened when His life He lost
God's Mighty Wrath... spent at the cross!

Then, buried like a seed... a Rose
The RESSURECTION! He AROSE!

You want to leave this devil's lair?
Jesus calls you... and He CARES!
His sacrifice put that bridge there

JESUS CHRIST... THE STELLAR STAIR!
John 3:16
May 2019 · 589
The Lord's Prayer in Rhyme
SøułSurvivør May 2019
Oh, My Father,

We are blessed.
In Your Name there's
Holiness
Let all the Earth
Bow down, attest,
Beneath Your wings
We finally rest.

Oh, Jehovah,

Let us see
And do Your Will
Effectively
Let Your Kingdom
Finally be
Your Will is what
Will set us free!

Jehovah-jireh

You'll provide.
Let us put all fears aside.
You bring us bread,
Fish on the tide
In Your blessings
We reside!

Jehovah-Tsidkenu

Our righteousness
To forgive is such a test!
By Your forgiveness
We can bless
Others... with them
We won't wrest.

Jehovah-Nissi

Victory waves!
Let Satan leave!
He is depraved.
Let him not tempt us
To the grave!
For, in You, we may be
SAVED!

Yours is the power
Glory send,
And Your Kingdom

NEVER ENDS

We were in a
Deep, deep pit...
An endless journey
Hellbound trip!
Now our feet
Will never slip,
And with the armor
We're equipped!
Matthew 6:9-13
Luke 11:2-4

I have a lot of faith this rhyme embodies the heart of Jesus's Model Prayer... suggestions welcome!
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