FOOLS RUSH IN

Angels will not Tread
Where the fool puts her feet
She holds so so close
To every man she meets
Things seem so right
Beneath the linen sheets
But in the end
There is only defeat.

How can she know
The right man for her
When her whole love life
Is just what occurs
Her heart has a wall
She always defers
A love that will last
It's all a black blur.

Will she be a Maiden
All dressed in white?
Will she throw in the towel
Or fight the good fight?
Will he stay for an hour
Or stay all the night?
Will he take her to breakfast
Enjoy butterscotch light?

Will he woo her and win her?
Will they be friends?
Will he beat her or greet her?
Will he hurt her again?
Will he fight for her honor
And stay to the end?

She looks through her window
The horizon there lies
She sees the clouds open
A golden sunrise
Then she knows of the One
He has no guise
He is gentle and loving
Merciful. Wise.

So she goes toward him wondering
How she got star cossed
She opens her heart
And she counts the cost
He takes her with him
He says, "You were lost
But now you are with Me
Now you are blessed!"

She put on her white dress
And her sandals of peace
She carries her sword
Loves the greatest... and least
She sees the Son rise
There in the east

Then she knows Love
As He cups her face
She weeps for Joy

For at last she knows grace.

Catherine Jarvis
(C) 7/4/2020

I was lost upon the sea
Floundering in the waves
No one there to rescue me
Filthy and depraved
So deaf and blind I could not see
The black heart of a knave
Bowed under iniquity
I was, to it, a slave
Waves splashed over on the lea
To port only the grave.

There's only blackness in the sky
No moon. No clouds. No stars.
Like the pupil of an eye
A firmerment of tar
The water's where the dead fish lie
To horizons far
You hold your head & cry
Then a figure walks to mar
I squinted to see, tried
His hands & feet are scarred.

I was not sure that I perceived
The silhouette out there
To drowning men a straw received
Seems a saving hand so fair!
Though my boat was clogged with weeds
I found a paddle I could bare
I moved my boat, it weaved
Toward the man I stared!

There he was, an apparition
Brighter than the sun
I paddled on as on a mission
Dank air filled my lungs
But my disease was in remission
My journey had begun
He spoke to me. I HAD TO LISTEN VICTORY TO BE WON

And so I walked upon the water
You may find this odd
I heard The Words. I am His daughter

And HE'S ALMIGHTY GOD.

Catherine Jarvis
(C) 6/27/2020

Look out folks
Here come da judge
10 feet tall 'n' has a grudge
He won't waffle
He don't fudge
Bangs his gavel
Like a sledge
He'll look at you
Like you are sludge

He don't hesitate
He don't play
You won't even have a say
You don't walk the
Christian way?
He'll put you in
His jail today!

He's not funny
He is mean!
He will judge you
Sight unseen
He'll just hear
Your cheese is green
And he will
Look down
With a lean.

He makes decisions
Bangs his gavel
Makes judgments with
His Christian babble
He will say that
You can't travel
If you transgress
Your unraveled
He thinks poor folks are
The rabble.

Yep. He's a "Christian"
And judgmental
But he's just angry
'Coz he's mental

Yep. He's mental
It is true.
So don't let him
Make you blue
His only tongue
Is in his shoe

The opinion that matters
Is God and YOU.


Catherine Jarvis
(C) June 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...

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 want to remain
a work in progress
forever.
A finished product
becomes a
commodity.

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