is in the middle of

LiE
SiN
BiG
DiE

Let me not
be in middle
of self serving
and
self engrandizement


let me be in the middle of

HiM


Catherine

They have "fake" plastered
all over their eyes.


8W
Soul Survivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc

malice
knocks on the door
when it crosses your mind

comes in to dine
when you entertain it

but when you act on it

IT LIVES WITH YOU



SoulSurvivor
(C) 1/30/2016

And you always have to
FEED IT. HOUSE IT (rent free).
and, most importantly,
CLEAN UP AFTER IT

with each poem i die
with each word
the hands wind down
with each letter
the second hand clicks over
moving inexhorably toward my
demise

each exclam and period
punctuate the fact that i am
indeed
dying

every comma digs my grave


ah! but when i go
i shall die a poet's death
i will write about it
every syllable

and i will not be
a light bulb that just sparks out

I WILL BE AS A STAR GOING NOVA*


SoulSurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
(c) 6/11/2015

Tears of a rose
Will soak and stain
They're from her heart
They're stored up rain

They come from heaven
To flow down thorns
They sing in screams
From her lips torn

They can be acid
To burn the bloom
They can be crystal
Reflecting moons

The rose will open
In dead of night
The tears from petals
Refract the light

They cascade down
Drop from the leaves
For her soul
She sits and grieves

For her soul
The drops fall down
They feed her roots
Under the ground

They bring her back
The legend goes
There's healing in

Tears of a rose


Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc aka
SøułSurvivør
(C) 10/3/2017


I was talking to a friend back in '16. Praying with her. She just endured a tremendous life setback. Said she couldn't stop crying. This metaphor came to my mind. This poem is for my dear friend. It is my sincerest hope that it brings healing.

¤==()()

in the birdsong and the wind
God plays his violin!


[10W]
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc aka
SoulSurvivor
(C) 2/29/2016