spirituality
isn't foxhole prayers
it is not hoping God is there.

it isn't something you can skip
because it is relationship

would you go and ask advice
from someone you
had talked to twice?

would you ask for things your end
from someone who was not your friend?

people think prayer gets things free
they want to win the lottery!!

i can tell you... God's angry 'cause
people think He's santa claus!!!

i existed by my whim
a million miles away from Him.

I want to be inspired by
the one who saved me...
... chose to die.

these are plain and simple facts
i've been lazy... very lax.

this world is hurting!
it's headed for a pit!
i didn't pray for all of it!

i gave up. i ran away.
I was cowardly what can i say?

life is hard you must confront
I've been running
from the front!

i want to do so much more
life has got so much in store!

so here i am... at step one
right back where i started from.


catherine jarvis
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc aka
SoulSurvivor


I have been writing about
Being so "spiritual" and have
Neglected even my most basic
Duties as a Believer.

I must get back to my roots

One.

You are fraught, and in sin caught
Still, you hear the spirit's call
Yes, you wallow in the mud
You cannot move at all!

You want to see the Father, God,
You come from sin's dark cave,
But your transgressions are so great!
Your Iniquities depraved!

You dress in purple, finest silk,
You're designer clad.
But you know your true attire
Is filthinesss and rags!

You are wanting, and you know
That this is your true state,
So you sob a plea to God
It wouldn't be too late!

It's been years, but God still hears!
You have passed the test!
His Spirit floats into your heart,
And you are truly blessed!!


SoulSurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc aka

Catherine Jarvis '25

~~~~~

what is it makes a person
great in this sad world?
where there's such mediocrety
it is a precious pearl

is it that they have money?
that they have accrued
a trillion dollar bank account?
does this make a person good?

perhaps they have a famous face
or well regarded name
maybe they play basketball
and have a winning team

is it artistic talent?
was Vincent van Gogh lauded?
in his painful lifetime
was this man applauded?

perhaps they are as Edison
and have a brilliant mind
but Edison used Tessla
to him he was unkind

this is what I think
makes a man or woman great
that they give life their ALL
that they do not faint

if you sweep the street
and make it clean and bright
If you are an educator
and bring poor children light
if you are a poet
on a humble poetry site
it is forgiving others
not having to be right!
if you are a boxer
and don't give up the fight

this is what is greatness
it's not playing a part
it is truly living

with your entire HEART.


So­ulSurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisibleinc
Catherine Jarvis
(C) 8/31/2015


~~~~~

for a friend who
thinks he's a loser.

YOU'VE PUT MORE HEART
INTO YOUR LIFE THAN
ANYONE I KNOW!

to me you are the greatest
man on the planet

'nuf said

The horizontal hurricane
Is not rain north to south
Not a squall which ends before
It takes your fleshly house

NO.

it's a flame 🔥 of water💧
It's a fire that yearns
No rain could ever quench because
It's a bush that burns.

YES.

Weathering the flailing storm
A flatline on a screen
Taƙes courage that no human
Has ever truly seen.

NO.

This storm blows the tempest flat!
Equal to the earth!
The wind sends raindrops east to west
To hug us with their worth

YES!

Jesus faced that fury
The grapes of wrath! He must!
He took on the fires of hell
Which were reserved for US!

YES!

GOD SO LOVED THE WORLD
THAT HE SENT HIS ONLY SON
THAT HE WOULD DIE INSTEAD OF US
SO NOW THE VICTORY'S WON!



SøułSurvivør aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
Catherine Jarvis
April 2025

Here I am
A waiting story
Yes, i am
An open book
I spin a tale of
Conquest, glory
I wait for you to
Take a look

I'll take you
Through your fantasies
My storyline will
Make you sigh
See my green
And velvet boudoir
Shine in my
Come hither eyes

Here I sit
My arms are open
And my long
Legs are never crossed
But you can't read
Though I have spoken
I give my hair
A little toss...

[chorus]
Read my mind
It's in plain English
Read my palms
They are in Braille
Read My subtle
Body language
Read my lips
They tell a tale

I wore a low-cut
Line this evening
The perfumed letters
That you like
I'm the open book
Who whispers
To your wandering
Eyes tonight

[chorus]

Oh, NO!
You've seen
Another volume!
Got a storyline that's
Good 'n short!
She's got a better
Lookin' cover,
But inside's a
Bad report!

BRIDGE:

Here I am,
And I'm in anguish
You can't read my
Body language
C'mon! Learn what
You can find
If you read

between the lines*


SøułSurvivør aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
(C) 6/13/2017


Something I'm working on
It's not completed.

Any constructive feedback
Would be welcome

~~~~~

Jehovah God the Father
Looked down upon His Son
In terrible pain and agony
He knew what He'd begun
Christ's blood was pure as driven snow
So He could be The One

He would have to look away
As Jesus took on Sin
But He so loved the World
He gave His belov'd to win
All the souls that were foretold
To accept and honor Him
For Jesus Christ was blameless
He was the Perfect Lamb

Yahweh The Almighty
Saw Jesus in His tomb
Christ went to paradise (1)
Where Jews and gentiles escaped doom

Then to hell's dark doors
Our King , never forsaken
Took the keys of hell death and grave
From the hands of Satan!

Before the dark army's eyes
He went up through the air!
Leaving the Prince of the Darkness
Fuming in his lair!

God the Abba Father
Gave us Victory when
He sent His Resurrection Life
And His Son Rose Again!

Jesus Christ has Conquered!
Everything is DONE!
He was the Perfect Sacrifice

NOW WE CAN OVERCOME!

~~~~~

SoulSurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
Catherine Jarvis
(C) 3/26/2016

~~~~~

(1) Paradise is also known as
Abraham's Bossom
It is where all souls of righteousness
Went before the advent of Jesus Christ.
After His death Jesus went there to preach
So that they could believe on Him
And could ascend to heaven. He also did
The same in hell.
Luke 23:43
1 Peter 3:19

I don't believe "Easter" is the date
Of Jesus' actual resurrection. Just like
Christmas isn't the date of His birth.
The emperor Constantine changed
The dates to correspond to pagan
Holidays. I don't really celebrate
Easter for that reason. But have a
Great day tomorrow!

BLESSINGS ON YOU ALL!

~~~=<♡>=~~~

In the morning of a
Breezey mauve-pink air
in the peace in a time of silent prayer
in the breath of a
newborn child's sleep
there are memories
we will always keep

when a mother first holds her child
in the strength of a mustang
running wild
in the hush of an ocean's
silent depths
there are memories
We will never forget

eagles fly
and soar on lofty wings
infants cry when their
time of life begins
seedlings grow
from the fall of gentle rains
these are things we know
but can we fully explain?

in the rise of a harvest moon
in the scent of a rose
in fullest bloom
in the grace of a
dancer's swirling form
then our senses make us
glad we're born

in the flames of the setting sun
in softness of night that's
just begun
in the lights of the pinpricked sky
there are times we pause
to think and ponder why?

breezes blow
and yet are never seen
there's a mind
that can only think a dream
can you touch the light
of falling stars
these are things we know
but can we prove they are?

in the roar of a breaking wave
we are kept from the
cradle to the grave
we may know
in our last and final hour
a loving and

ALMIGHTY POWER


soulsurvivor
4/21/2009


~~~=<♡>=~~~


a song

---

There's a creature in this cruel world
Who love's to hurt
And make you blue
He's out there lurking for you, child
He'll take everything from you...

... but oh!
How handsom and delightful!
When he speaks the silver rings!
Come to find out he is frightful
Scorpion with angel's wings

Watch out child...
Watch out for liars.
Those who practice to deceive!
He'll take you down
To his own fires
He will sting if you believe!

But! Oh how beautiful and graceful!
And! How exquisitely you sing!
But. My "friend", you are disgraceful!

Scorpion with Angel's wings

----


SoulSurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
Catherine Jarvis
9/6/2016


To any poor woman out there who
had her heart taken away by a
sweet talking LIAR.
This song is for you

There was once a woman
So brave! So very strong!
She was Charlotte Atlas
She didn't think it wrong
To ridicule other women
Much "weaker" than her.
She held up a spinning globe
She was tough,  yes sir!

She was ahead of everyone!
Independence was her plan
She didn't want a helpmate
She could do without a man.

There was a second woman
A weaker body was her fate
But she leaned upon the arm of
The one who was her mate

And last there was a crippled one
Beaten down all her life.
She was undistinguished
Never was a wife.

But she used no crutch
Took on no way of ease
She took a winding rocky road
And did so on her knees.

Which is the first woman
In heaven's vast estate?
If you've read your Bible
You'll know which one is great!


SøułSurvivør aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible ink
Catherine Jarvis 2025

Matthew 20:16
New International Version
16 “So the last will be first, and the first will be last"

1 Corinthians
26 Brothers and sisters, think of what you were when you were called. Not many of you were wise by human standards; not many were influential; not many were of noble birth
27 But God chose the foolish things of the world to shame the wise; God chose the weak things of the world to shame the strong.

^¡^

little girl gets angry
hits a boy at school
sent home by the principle
'cos she broke the rules
this was most unfortunate
with liquor on his breath
her father pulled his belt out
and beat her half to death

(Chorus)

none of us have halos
none of us have wings
none of us are "there" yet
as the choir sings
our minds are set on stupid
we think of earthly things
no, none of us have halos
none of us have wings

~~~~~~~~~~

Johnny, feeling hurt inside,
takes his tournequet
pours his lady snow out
to fix himself a hit
he didn't know how strong it was
that it could do him harm
he dies in a public bathroom
with a needle in his arm

(Chorus)

dad has had a kind of lapse
he had an affair
mom just up and left him
divorced him then and there
now his little girl has bruises
'cos of liquor in his head
due to a wife who left him
his son, Johnny, is dead


have you graduated?
with a high degree
in personal perfection?
if not, then let it be
I don't claim to be flying
as my transgression clings
'cos none of have halos

none of us have wings


SøułSurvivør
(C) 9/12/2017
As some may know I'm in a bit of a tussle. I don't hold my detractor ill-will. I'd just like to make the obvious statement.

NOBODY'S PERFECT!

I'm willing to let bygones be bygones.
I was wrong in some respects, too.

I apologize for not reading much. I'm actually studying some scripture, so I'm limited as to what I read.

I'll be back reading soon.

♡L♡O♡V♡E  Y♡O♡U  A♡L♡L♡

What would I do?
I would sit and watch tv with my 92 year old mom.
Watch a secular program, but also a sermon.
A WONDERFUL SERMON!
I would fast. Not for myself, but for this world.
A world that, for many, has known nothing but
HUNGER. I've done so little of that.
I would do something self sacrificing.
The proceeds of the sale of all my artwork
would go to my family. They would know
what to do with it ...

I would tell EVERYONE ABOUT JESUS!
READ HIS WORD AND ACT ON IT!!

And you? Do you know Jesus?

Read the book of John. At least 3:16.
Read the book of Romans.
At least the 8th chapter.

I'm not sure what the rest of my life
Will be like,  so I will continue my
program with mom.


Catherine Jarvis
5/13/25

Roll On By
[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

I don't honor Easter
Bunnies hoppin' on one leg
I have no taste
For colored "peeps"
Or chocolate Easter eggs

Thanks to
Emperor Constantine
We have this pagan brew
I find the worship of Ishtar
Has me in a stew!

The holidays of pagans!
And to see events of Christ
Blended in with all of it
Has my stomach in a vice!

Take your rabbits
And your "Ishtar" eggs
I'll just have to pray
I'd just prefer to call this time
RESURRECTION DAY!

Research the above. Ishtar was a Babylonian fertility goddess. That's where the bunnies and eggs came in. Ishtar was later renamed ashtaroth. One of the members of the Demonic Trinity. Sounds like a good thing to worship, eh


SøułSurvivør aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
Catherine Jarvis

A zombie and a troll
Squared off one fateful night
All the ghouls and goblins watched
Expecting quite a fight!

But much to their surprise
The troll was quick dispatched!
He was dumb, and so outdone
He had met his match!

He WAS good at deception
But now the zombie reigns!
Altho he's in a fit of pique

The dead troll had no BRAINS!



SøułSurvivør aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
Catherine Jarvis
Zombies love to eat brains I guess.

The sun went to bed angry.
It sliced itself on the razor's edge of the mountains. Bleeding all over the sky. Rivulets of blood seeping down into the dry River beds. Mars couldn't even soothe it. He glowed red in the sky. Its fury made the moon blood.

Then the sun woke up on the wrong side of the sheets. Dawn was depressed and looked like sludge. Morose clouds muffle my breath. Weakened my lungs cry out for air... And find only fog. The kind of fog that gives you asthma. I have COPD in my emotions, and dust has seeped into my brain.

I call out to the only relief I know. My words bounce off the sky. But later that day a single sunbeam burst through the clouds,  highlighting a pair of butterflies dancing together.

God moves in mysterious ways His wonders to perform...


SoulSurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
Catherine Jarvis
(C) 8/15/2016

---

from
the
blackness
white
steam
rises...

much
like
our
insp­­iration


10W
soulsurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
Catherine Jarvis
(C) 9/30/2015

°°•●●☆●○•°°

to perceive with the mind of
Edgar Allan Poe
is to view the light in shades
and conceive of
purest black shadows
in the midnight heart of

BRILLIANCE


SoulSurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc  
Catherine Jarvis
(C) 1/30/2016
I was going to write of Poe
but most people know his story

The point is he was a damaged
human being
but absolute talent
still overcame.
Sadly he didn't enjoy it and
Perhaps never did find the joyful
Meaning living a life in the Light

If you write dark poetry
WRITE ON Until you find the
Truth in the Light.

I may not "like" all of it
but I have a dark side, too
I've been through some very dark times
I write of my drug and alcohol addiction
But i DID overcome
Just because I write of Jesus Christ
(who literally saved my life)
doesn't mean I don't read and
appreciate the dark side

I'VE BEEN THERE

I will pray that you, too, will come to believe in,
And fully appreciate the Father of light,  
His Son, Jesus Christ, and the Comfort of the
Holy Spirit... this writer's way truth and life!

Upside down you walk the clouds
And you are unaware
You touch your feet on moonbeans
They are a golden stair

You breathe under the ocean
Peruse the coral reefs
Dance with the yellow fishes
Tell them your beliefs

The Earth is actually the sky
Cars are birds that fly on by
You query raindrops - they don't lie
You pet doves - they're never shy
And the rainbows never die
You never stop to question why

You see angels. You hear ions.
You smell blue. You touch the eons.
The beggers rule. The bankers peons.
Are these things we can agree on?

Your hair's a cloud. Your skin's a glove.
The sun is flat. The Earth's above.

Let's just face it...

You're in LOVE!


SoulSurvivor
(C) 7/31/2016

Somewhere out there there's a man
Who tries to do what's right
He works and struggles everyday
But feels he's lost the fight
Somewhere out there there's a girl
Who thinks she has a scheme
But deep inside she's almost died
Because she lost her dream


(Chorus)
Someone needs to tell them
While they're in despair
While all hope has left them
There is Someone who cares
There's a One to hold them
When there's no place to go

That One's name is Jesus
In case you didn't know


Somewhere there's a woman
Who just received a call
She just cries, her husband's died
She thinks she's lost it all
A young boy sits waiting
For Daddy to come home
Day turns into evening
And still he is alone

(Chorus)

Somewhere there's a person
Who's always been in pain
Who's always felt so guilty
Who's always been ashamed
So who has the answer?
Is help to be found?
When there's war and famine
And wickedness abounds


Yes! There is a Person
Who's overcome Death's knife
He's the Risen Savior...

Give to Him your life!

(Chorus)


SoulSurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
Catherine Jarvis

---

like sardines
we're packed
in oil to be fresh
we are only skin and bone
we are only flesh

freeze-dried in the sun
sun kissed in the snow
we shuffle into boxes
for they are all we know

we will follow the leader
with sick soul killing greed
there's no place for freedom
of thought or word or deed

we don't pick at the wound
cover up the scar
God is just a building
and music in a jar



SoulSurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
4/30/2015

I'll share a tune, I'll sing a song
Raise my voice... please sing along!
With the angels! With the birds!
Let's be sure the Lord has heard!

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Chorus
Rejoice! Rejoice!
Let's sing a song to Him!
Rejoice! Rejoice!
The victory to win!
Rejoice! Rejoice!
Though some may find it odd...
Rejoice! Rejoice!
Sing praises to our God!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~

We've had hardships, we've had trials
But Jesus Christ still lives! He smiles
When we defeat our dreary foe
Depression flees! It HAS TO GO!

Chorus

Ol' Joshua & Jehoshaphat
Went to war, knew where it's at
They didn't doubt! But instead
Sent the PRAISE TEAM UP AHEAD!

Chorus

Rejoicing will bring change, you'll see
In Christ we have the victory!

Chorus


SoulSurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
Catherine Jarvis
(C) 11/2016


♡♡♡♡♡

Thirteen roses in a row
Red rain falls,
Don't you know
Down the window
Pain it goes
In the gutters
Through the nose
Where's the thunder
When it flows...?

(Chorus)
Wrapped around
The gauze that's stained
What difference snow?
The same as pain
When it melts
It's just rain.

Withered flowers.
Falling leaves.
It's a howling in the eaves
It's the cult the
Maimed believe
No one cares.
No one grieves.
Cover up.
Long jeans & sleeves.

Razors are a water slide
On track like
A carny ride
Over arms & over thighs
Release all
The pain inside

(Chorus)

It's an ocean
Where we sail
A coin that can be
Heads or tails
A lover's letter,
Or junk mail
A piece of garbage.
Holy grail.

(Chorus)



SøułSurvivør aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
Catherine Jarvis
(C) 7/23/2017

flames
lick the horizon
consuming all the stars
the moon is
burned in
effigy
no more venus
no more
mars

ash falls down
like snowflakes
cinders fall
like hail
comets
stream the
atmosphere
with hell
fast on
their
tail

crimson
light comes
from the east
but all sight
is gone
yes
the
sky is
READ
and it
isn't even
DAWN


Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc aka
soulsurvivor
catherine jarvis
(C) october 18, 2014

red sky at morning
sailors take warning
2red sky at night
sailor's delight

@------------

Rainbow rose
Grows in my heart
It's roots & blossoms
Are pure art
They are silver
Solid gold
By their colors
I am whole

The purple petals
Are my pain
Emotions I cannot restrain
Passionate, I rise above
To my King,
The One I love!

The light then shifts
To indigo
Knowledge of the
Things You show
It lies within
All wisdom's womb
Bringing lilac to its bloom

When flowering blue
It brings me peace
That is when
All strivings cease
No turmoil in
A mind so worn
Proving You
Can calm the storm

The rose is green
When in the wild
God's creation -
His own child
It calls to mind
Meadows of grass
All of nature comes to pass

The crystal spectrum
Shifts once more
Brightest yellow
Is in store!
Inspiration!
It shimmers... shines!
Showing depth of
His great Mind

Orange for a sunset phase
Completion of the
Passing days
The color of the
Harvest moon
Low to the foothills
Waning soon

It shines then a scarlet red
For the blood
Which Jesus shed
Death couldn't
Keep Him in the grave!
He bled for me -
and I am saved!

Within my heart...
Within my SOUL
It is made of purest gold!
Lying in the
Stream which flows

He's my Savior...
RAINBOW ROSE!



SøułSurvivør aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
Catherine jarvis

Don't write out each thing you think!
How like venom is your ink!

A puff adder will bite a friend...
How much deadlier the pen!


SoulSurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
Catherine Jarvis
(C) September 24, 2014

>======>  ♡  <=======<


My former addiction
is proof of damage...

my current temperance
is proof of REDEMPTION.


SoulSurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
Catherine Jarvis
(C) 12/11/2015

¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤



they say the brain
has billions of cells.

i'm locked in
every

last

one

of

them



SoulSurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
Catherine jarvis

hair as flame
a furnace dream
skin as white
and
rich
as
cream

dress slit
up the side
for show
eyes
as
green
as
peridot

lacquered nails
a ****** red
she grows
on you
until
you're
dead

once she wraps
you in her vine
once your
heart
is so
entwined

she'll make you shake
she'll make you twitch
she'll make you burn
she'll make you itch

once she has
you as her own
she'll wind
her
tendrils
'round
your
bones

no calamine
will assuage
she'll
wind
her
vine
'round
your ribcage

no amount of love
will sate
in the
end
you'll
suffocate

but before that
she'll send a strain
of poison ivy
to your
brain

it will torture
burn like lye
you suffer
hell
and
then
you'll

die


SoulSurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
(C) 4/15/2014

poetfriends
°☆  ¤  ''☆•°
°°'~,,☆ ○•,,°°
~~~/\^/\/\^^--~~

we see the same stars
knowing somehow
the light enters
our corneas
at exactly
the same
time

yet we have such
varied ideas
about the

sky

we read the same books
the same letters which
make up the magical
ideograms we call

WORDS

yet our thoughts vary
as to meanings and
how they will
impact
us

but one thing we all
have in common

we ache to be understood
that our words adequately
describe our feelings
our hearts radiate
from the page to
enter readers
pupils like
the light
from


☆ STARS ☆


SoulSurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc aka
Catherine Jarvis
(C) 2/19/2016

?¿?¿?¿?¿?

secret in creation
poetics set in code
difficult translation
they ***** me like a goad

wanting to improve
wanting to impress
do i write this for myself
or follow all the rest?

written in frustration
and when, at last, i read
my own words do obfuscate
quite puzzling indeed!

perhaps you have written one
then you may have been
trying to solve their riddle

for you don't know
what they MEAN!


soulsurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
Catherine Jarvis
(c) 6/13/2015

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as dangerous as
the teeth of a viper
tounges of fire
wrapped her ankle

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SøułSurvivør aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
Catherine Jarvis '25

13W

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the boney stick on
the windowpane
blown like God's fin̈ger
etched his fate

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SøułSurvivør aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
Catherine Jarvis '25

10W

@#@#@#@#@#@#@

white pieces of lace
falling from the
Ice Queen's sleeve.

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SoulSurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
Catherine Jarvis '25

10W

clouds
like wet grey garments
dripping
from a celestial
clothesline


soulsurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
Catherine Jarvis
5/4/2014
It's been raining here

Tears the soul...
it is the greatest theft.
It steals the
most valuable
gift of all...

TIME

Just think about it.


20W
Soul Survior aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc


I have to honestly say that
I have a problem with this

one can strive for greatness
in the field of dreams
in medicine or business
in law for what it seems

academic achievement
reqires work and time
one can garner laurels
and be in their prime

but to find true excellence
in poetry as art
it won't be found in dusty tomes
it must be in your

HEART


soulsurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
Catherine Jarvis
(C) 8/15/2015


Art should never be strained
Either it comes from a place of
meaning for the artist
and invokes emotional impact
or it is just another business5

You're lookin' at the river
Feelin' down and weak
When you're
Wadin' in the water
and it's rushing 'round your feet
When you want to
Reach the other side
And feel you can't retreat
The same insane song
In your head
And it is on "repeat"...

Just remember there are Bridges
They are made of words
Remember there are Bridges
Things you haven't heard
Remember there are Bridges
Made with human hands
Remember there are Bridges
Then you'll understand

The waters in that riverbed
They are cold and deep
They have a riptide current
So look before you leap!
You can't stand against them
They will take you down
You may just go under
Brother, sister, you will drown!

Reaching out ain't easy
But it don't get much worse
Than feeling down and vulnerable
Living with a curse
It's like picking up the planet
To lift that lifeline phone
But there people who
Will care for you...
You are not alone!

Just remember there are bridges
They are made of Words,
Remember there are bridges
Things you haven't heard,
Remember there are bridges
Made with God's own hand
Remember there are bridges
Then you'll understand.

Remember there are Bridges
When you are at a loss
They weren't made to jump from

They were made to CROSS.

Poets are crazy!
Poets DO have issues!
Poets are insane!
We have a different record groove,  
We have a different grain!

We have a different wiring
Don't respond to "normal" tests
We are the fish who climb up trees
Of this I can attest!


(chorus)
Poets hear their colors,
Poets see their songs,
Poets touch the music notes
They taste to sing along!


We wear t-shirts in 10 feet of snow
Coats in sunny climes!
We have no sense of timing
'Cept when we write our rhymes!

We go out in stormy weather
When it's clement we stay in!
We eat pizza in the morning
Write limericks on a whim!

(chorus)

We are calm when life gets frustrating
Mad when things go well!
Write rants when times are blissful
And sonnets when it's hell!

We travel to the Moon and back
Wear Stardust in our hair
We sail the very Cosmos
Sitting in our chair!

Our pens they scratch a tympany
Our pages plumb the depths
Of profound Pacific trenches
Or drown in puddles wept...


We have a different wiring
Don't respond to "normal" tests
We are the fish who climb up trees
Of this I can attest!

Poets hear their colors!
Poets see their songs!
Is that so ridiculous?
Folks, is that so wrong?

Poets hear their colors
The colors of the heart!
Come and see this song with us

Let your mind fall apart!


SoulSurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
(C) 7/10/2016

There's a form of rodent
In Latin form "quill pig".
He isn't very fast.
He isn't very big.

But be very cautious
If you encounter one of these.
They are very nasty,
Mean, to say the least.

They bristle up and like cacti,
They have a vicious will...
You don't need to touch to be
Nailed with a quill.

They will flick their tail
To let their venom fly,
So give this beast some room
When you see him going by.

People who are insecure
Will be just like them.
You don't want to be around
The subtle poison pen

The pen will rend and skewer.
The pen will have its art.
It will send a poison quill

Straight into your heart.



SoulSurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
(C) 2/12/2015

I am a sentinel
Poet of stone
Sitting apart
Sitting alone.

I do not twinkle
No star made of glass
I do not think
About things of the past.

I'm no wooden flute
Played with feeling and ease.
My breathing on earth
Has long ago ceased.

I'm no longer able  
To hear, nor to talk
But when I move  
YOU WILL HEAR ME WALK.

I'm not man or woman
I'm not boy or girl.
I no longer see  
With the eyes of this world.

I cannot touch
And I cannot feel.
But I can exist  
I assure you I'm real.

I am an island
a massive stone head.
An ossified remnant  
Of the long-ago dead.

I haunt the gravestones
They draw me. They lure.
I am so like them
I will endure.

Yes, I'm a stone angel
Your flowers I see,
But I cannot smell them
For I cannot breathe.

Yes, those stone markers
A metaphor be.
Those silent stones
Are actually ME.


Soul Survivor

am a sentinel
Poet of stone
Sitting apart
Sitting alone.

I do not twinkle
No star made of glass
I do not think
About things of the past.

I'm no wooden flute
Played with feeling and ease.
My breathing on earth
Has long ago ceased.

I'm no longer able  
To hear, nor to talk
But when I move  
YOU WILL HEAR ME WALK.

I'm not man or woman
I'm not boy or girl.
I no longer see  
With the eyes of this world.

I cannot touch
And I cannot feel.
But I can exist  
I assure you I'm real.

I am an island
a massive stone head.
An ossified remnant  
Of the long-ago dead.

I haunt the gravestones
They draw me. They lure.
I am so like them
I will endure.

Yes, I'm a stone angel
Your flowers I see,
But I cannot smell them
For I cannot breathe.

I stand exalted
Though I haven't a bone
My ossified head
Is mine alone

Yes, those stone markers
A metaphor be.
Those silent stones
Are actually ME.


SoulSurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc aka
Catherine Jarvis

Give your enemy a meal
If they're hungry,
But you don't have to
invite them to
Come in your home and din̈e!

(Take them to McDonald's)


SøułSurvivør aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc aka
Catherine Jarvis


The phrase "If your enemy is hungry, give him food to eat, and if he is thirsty, give him water to drink" (Proverbs 25:21-22) encourages treating enemies with kindness, potentially leading them to repentance or remorse, rather than seeking revenge.