Angels come in many forms
They hold out their arms
They are there, and they care
They're like hardworking moms.

They can see & hear us
Yes, they can hear our call
They're a mighty force for good
Even though they're small!

They can be as spirits
Undetected & unseen
Or they can be as we are
They CAN be human beings!

So you'd best be kind to folks
You'd best have a care!
Entertaining angels
CAN happen unawares!

That's why I'm very careful
In what I say & do
I want to BLESS my angel...

Who HAPPENS to be YOU!!


Cathy Jarvis
3/29/2019

Etched under my skin
Flame roses blister

The scars on the
Palms of my hands
Bleed stigmata thorns

My eyes freeze to crystal
The tears 'round my throat
Are fashioned in
Black lace obsidian

My lips, the color of
Amber and fire
Are vows never broken

I perceive with the
Ears of prophets
And the vision of
Angels falling

I speak with the tongues
Of solar flares

The light finds me
Pierced with many sorrows
While in darkness
I'm stanchioned at
The fork in the path
Within the garden
Of Good & Evil

My moons are scarlet
My stars are cold
My suns are silver

And
Beaten

GOLD


Catherine Jarvis
(C) 2015
Revised 2018

Deep within this flute of bone
Within this drum of skin
There's a war that's rising up
A battle will begin.

A war which has no victims
A fight no one can lose
It is the conflict of the heart
The heart of the abused.

A warhorse in armor
A champion in chains
We have fallen VERY low
Blood coursing
Down our manes.

The stain upon the spoils
A crying crimson curse
To those who have abused us
The subjects of our verse.

We put pen to paper
With our dark puce ink
We aim our silver bullet
And make our reader THINK.

With tempered steel
swords we wield
The plunder of our youth
We, as valiant knights of old
Slay dragons with
The TRUTH!

How innocence was
brought to naught
Our soul a waxy taper
Guttering upon its sconce
Our hearts becoming vapor.

But the One who
fights the BEST
Has given me a lance
And so I fight...
so i write
He's given me a chance!

Strength, the very
atmosphere!
Courage as the air!
A living hell
becomes a well
Its ink is my despair...

O come! You demons
of the drought!
You minions of the mind!
You will try...
but you will DIE!
Your fate will be unkind!

I said there was no victor?
I'm telling truth, you see.
No one is truly vanquished...

The enemy was ME.

Cathy Jarvis
November 10, 2018
Revised March 21, 2019

Under my skin
         solar flares lie
                         dormant
                                  tickling
                                 and
                       itching
                trying
                      to
                 OUTGAS
        TO THE DARK SIDE    
    OF EONS - THE MOONS
OF SATURN WHICH BREAK
     LIKE BILLIARD *****
        ON THEIR WAY TO
                NEBULAE
            have
     become
the pupils
of my
      eyes...
            my vision
                    blinded
                 by the

        sun.


Cathy Jarvis
3/21/2019

'Neith the crystal waves he lies
Snorkel snout and bubble eyes

Chinese red, blue stripes ablaze
Within the kelpy ocean's maze

Breathing water like a fire
This creature legends
could inspire!

Broad of body, frilly fin
Which quiver to help
this dragon swim

Long of ear, an apparition
He swims slow,
but with precision

Imagination must have seen
This briney wraith
within a dream!

Cumbersome, he is, of course
Related to the plain seahorse

Imagine how he
finds his bliss!
Snorkel puckered for a kiss!

Before you judge this silly cuss

IMAGINE WHAT HE
THINKS OF US!

Cathy Jarvis
3/20/2019
Revised 3/21/2019

With such longings
With much strife
My heart mutters lies,

Take my belongings
Take my life
My soul flutters... flies!