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Apr 26 · 140
tranquility
~~~<{♡}>~~~

more
powerful
than
a
prayer
in
an
empty
sanctuary
or
wavi­­ng
cencer
or
cathedral
*****

more
elusive
than
the
shadow
of
hu­m­mingbirds

harder
to
grasp
than
the
smoke
of
a
joss
stick

tran­qu­ility
is
as
the
eyelash
of
a
butterfly
to
those
who
don't
unde­rst­and

nature

for
nature
has
balance
and
without
that
there
is­
n­o

PEACE


soulsurvivor
(C) 7/6/2015


It's very difficult to
be serene in the modern world

Nature is the God plug for me

I sit outside for hours talking
to my Creator. It is my Church
Apr 26 · 79
violets and viola
-

upside down
butterflies
twirling

tin
sun
spins

fat raindrops
splatter
against
piccalo
wind chimes

staccato sound
drifts

an oboe car
horn
a far street
away

alto tympany
of liquid
from the
gutters

striking the
kettle drum earth

basso profundo
voices
a dark backlit
choir
from
the

clouds
rumbling
along

tree limbs
sawing

violets

and

viola


SoulSurvivor


*a symphony of
rain tonight
Apr 21 · 66
The O-puss
Psych-e-delic
******-phrenic
You are me and
I am you and
We are all together
See how we run
From a po-lice-man's gun
See how we die...
I'm tryyyy-ing

Sitting on a Cheeto
Waiting for The Men to come
Those big bad brutes
Lucy in a white suit - let's
See how the Jacket fits

I am the ape-man
I am the ape-man
I am the O-****
Threw-threw th' poo

Ketchup & mustard
Dripping from a
Po-po's ***.
Hee-hee-hee
**-**-**
Got-to-go
Got-to-go
See how they hie
Like pigs in a sty
See how it flows
I'm tryyy-ing.

Look at all the pretties
Lined-up-in-a-row
Sister Mary
Quite contrary
How does the
**** ****
Make manure
The scoop scoop
Make the garden grow?
I'm lyyy-ing

I am the ape-man
I am the ape-man
I am the O-****
Threw-threw the poo

8 arms a'flying
Tryin' to **** the Son
Watch how they ******
Watch how they catch
Ain't-it-fun?
Slithering along
Create a song
When-will-they-be-done?
Smokin' a ****
It's just WRONG

I'm crying
I'm crying
I'm crying


SoulSurvivor
4/10/2021
Based on The Beatles song
Apr 21 · 148
The ant farm lives!
We're all in an ant farm
Ants doing what ants do
They March around
and feed king queen
They March around on cue
There those who March
to different drummer
But they are very few
They're ladybugs
Under the rugs
Living in a zoo.


The Ant Farm lives!
The ant farm lives!
They are everywhere!
The Ant Farm lives!
The ant farm lives!
They live without a care
Ladybugs are ruled by thugs
They live in despair.


Folks, you'd better listen
Listen to this rant!
If you want to live
(If you don't fit in you can't)
Ants wear armbands...
Whitehats
The UN wears the pants.
There's a pretty boy
Who does just as he wants
If you want to live
You'd better be an ANT!!

Chorus 2X
Apr 4 · 177
Blasted Demeter
Rolled on the tounge
The seed we swallowed
From Earth
Was ground by futile teeth
The vacuum of our mouths
Chewed consigning
Our births
To our legacies.

Eat it and you will taste
The GMO wax fruit
Plastic in the bowels of Poseidon
Grimy factories rotting
In the Chinese
Wastelands
Chernobyl of an
Economic
Meltdown.

Taste the dew
Black oil pushed
From the pores of
Nephilim.

Taste the rain
Corrosive acid
Which is an analyte
Immeasurable
No components
Could be
Its equal in
Nihilism
Bringing not
Chaos
But
Complete
Annihilation.

Persephone forever in Hades
And a blasted Demeter.

THE END
Apr 4 · 72
THE KING IS ALIVE!
This Man
also God
God also man
How many people
do not understand

Let's roll back time
2021 years
Since then the hope.
Since then the FEAR.

In every mind
there's a nice little nook
Satan will grab it
by hook or by crook!

He will tell you
A LIE
That Jesus Christ died.
They took His BODY
from His tomb
on the sly

Satan will tell you
that Christ never LIVED.
Yes. You believe that.
How can God forgive?

Don't think a monster
like Satan exists?
Yep. He WILL leave you
In your mindless bliss...

Satan's around.
But Christ is, TOO!
Believe it or not
He died for YOU.

NOW! never forget
HE ROSE AGAIN!
He's waiting to be
your comfort

YOUR FRIEND!

When at long last
In your heart He arrives
you'll know beyond doubt

THE KING IS ALIVE!
Ha e a Blessed Resurrection Sunday!

Revelation 22:16, NIV: "I, Jesus, have sent my angel to give you this testimony for the churches. I am the Root and the Offspring of David, and the bright Morning Star
Mar 31 · 220
Razor Wire
My mouth is wrapped
in razor wire.
The less said the better.
Whole worlds are
caught between my teeth.
My eyes are betwixt
and between
Amalthea and Io,
calves of twin mothers.
My nostrils breathe
Sulfur dioxide
whilst I learn to laugh out
the mist of meconium.
My earlobes hang with
kryptonite. My throat is strangled
with biohazard.
My hair straps your shoulders.
My trap is your belly.
My hands? They flutter
doves in a waterspout
leaves in the wind to catch
in their web of vain galaxies.
I long to say

just
three
words

But deserts live
under my tongue.

Drilling
for
crude
oil
u
t
t
e
r
a
n
c
e
s

It takes only a moment
to say goodbye


SoulSurvivor
3/26/2021
Feb 4 · 114
Caught by the Earth
He flew, child of stardust
                  in the image of gods
          a being that inspired
                  the Greeks to bring him to earth.
    Springing from the blood of Medusa
beheaded by Persius, the horse of
                    the wind blew as a feathery, incarnate zephyr
      to Bellerophon who attemted capture
                                  what was never
                                      meant to be tamed.

Bellerophon sought to
                  fly with the ethereal beauty...
    like the wax-winged
          Icarus who soared toward
                            Apollo's chariot - The SUN

More arrogant than even
                                Icarus, misguided fool,
            Bellerophon launched himself
                              on Pegasus' back toward
                                                the very STARS!

Like Icarus, he fell.

            Zeus made his wing'd stallion
                  a constellation in the firmament.

Now we make Pegasus a topiary.
                          what, do you suppose will
                                                Zeus do to US?
Jan 26 · 150
Mandolin Heart
She rolled onto the stage
In spandex laced with studs
Electric guitars squealing
The same ol' worn out crud.

The drumbeats and the bongos
That thudding telltale beat
She knew she wasn't nothin'
But a screamin' piece of meat.

[Chorus]
The Music Man got holda her
Gripped her wild mane
With dreams of mansions on the hill
Dreams of wealth & fame.

There's so much more insida me!
So much more to art!
Got a Stratocaster body
And a plain ol' mandolin heart.


Then the music changed around
To a funky Kind of Blue
Her bassist & guitar men
Sported their tattoos.

She did not start out this way
No, she started small
In a little bluegrass band
Sayin' "come on back, y'all..."

[Chorus]

At the backstage party
She showed up but didn't stay
She was all smiles & wiles
Then just faded away.

She got in her Maserati
She left all alone
She said goodbye to no one...
She turned her wheels toward Home.

**Bridge:
She wanted to get lost in it
Forget her humble start
But the Hollywood music machines
Only tear apart
Now she longed for MORE than meals
Eaten a la carte
She broke the Stratocaster
Played her plain ol' mandolin heart.
I am not able to get the system to publish a lot of my writing. It seems other people aren't having that problem. Perhaps they DONATE MORE? I am not able to donate much because I'm on Social Security disability and I have a fixed income. Recently I donated more than I could afford. I'm still having this problem. I have many friends on Facebook. Perhaps they would like to know about this problem and find other poetry sites rather than hello poetry. I don't want to do this, because I used to like this site a lot and there are some excellent poets here. I have tried twice to inbox you, Elliott. You have not responded. Perhaps you're trying to force me off the site. You are not succeeding. Instead I shall take this to a higher authority. God. I pray for you. That your heart will be changed. That you will be blessed with everything I want for myself. But I will take this to Facebook also. I don't want my friends to be hurt by a site that does this to people. Thank you for reading.

SoulSurvivor
Catherine Jarvis
1/24/2021
If anyone else is having this problem please inbox me. Thanks.
Jan 24 · 170
One Body
ONE BODY

The Lord of all the Heavens
Chose you as His own
The universe was made by Him
And you are His alone.

Yes, you are Christ's body
We ALL are, in fact
But when some are treated badly
Does the body stay intact?

The hair covers up the eye
It thinks itself more grand
The nose turns up above the mouth
The ear won't understand!

The eye looks at the hand
And because it's looking down
It moves the eyebrows to a scowl
And stares there with a frown!

The hand thinks that it's all that
Because it has great thumbs
The teeth would not even be around
If it weren't for the gums!

The legs are very shapely
So they take on airs
The back is straight, but it's not fate
It's due to derrieres!!

The feet take on the very weight
Of all the rest of it
We couldn't go without big toes!
The little one should fit!

Are we all one body?
Well, Jesus is our head.
He is there, so have a care
He wants LOVE instead!

How could your leg move
Without a bone?
Bone move without a muscle?
Maybe you don't see it cuz
You're lost in all the bustle!

Taking care of your own self
Perhaps your face is Janus.
Janus means you're two-faced.
That means you're an ****!

Does that reference shock you?
It really should, you see.
When you talk about my sis
You're talking about ME!

The Corinthians were like that
The Apostle Paul was sad.
They were very worldly
It also made him mad!

We need to grow up, people!
Babies need great care,
But we'd best not part mustaches
To put a bottle there!!

We are all one body
If we want to thrive and grow
We should not poke out an eye
Or cut off a toe!

Folks, let's love each other!
Where Christ Is We Live
If someone has offended
Why don't we forgive?

We are all one body
Please take my advice!
We are all one body...

And it belongs to Christ!

Catherine Jarvis
11/13/2020

1 Corinthians 12

Spiritual Gifts
1Now, dear brothers and sisters,a regarding your question about the special abilities the Spirit gives us. I don’t want you to misunderstand this. 2You know that when you were still pagans, you were led astray and swept along in worshiping speechless idols. 3So I want you to know that no one speaking by the Spirit of God will curse Jesus, and no one can say Jesus is Lord, except by the Holy Spirit.

4There are different kinds of spiritual gifts, but the same Spirit is the source of them all. 5There are different kinds of service, but we serve the same Lord. 6God works in different ways, but it is the same God who does the work in all of us.

7A spiritual gift is given to each of us so we can help each other. 8To one person the Spirit gives the ability to give wise adviceb; to another the same Spirit gives a message of special knowledge.c 9The same Spirit gives great faith to another, and to someone else the one Spirit gives the gift of healing. 10He gives one person the power to perform miracles, and another the ability to prophesy. He gives someone else the ability to discern whether a message is from the Spirit of God or from another spirit. Still another person is given the ability to speak in unknown languages,d while another is given the ability to interpret what is being said. 11It is the one and only Spirit who distributes all these gifts. He alone decides which gift each person should have.

One Body with Many Parts
12The human body has many parts, but the many parts make up one whole body. So it is with the body of Christ. 13Some of us are Jews, some are Gentiles,e some are slaves, and some are free. But we have all been baptized into one body by one Spirit, and we all share the same Spirit.f

14Yes, the body has many different parts, not just one part. 15If the foot says, “I am not a part of the body because I am not a hand,” that does not make it any less a part of the body. 16And if the ear says, “I am not part of the body because I am not an eye,” would that make it any less a part of the body? 17If the whole body were an eye, how would you hear? Or if your whole body were an ear, how would you smell anything?

18But our bodies have many parts, and God has put each part just where he wants it. 19How strange a body would be if it had only one part! 20Yes, there are many parts, but only one body. 21The eye can never say to the hand, “I don’t need you.” The head can’t say to the feet, “I don’t need you.”

22In fact, some parts of the body that seem weakest and least important are actually the most necessary. 23And the parts we regard as less honorable are those we clothe with the greatest care. So we carefully protect those parts that should not be seen, 24while the more honorable parts do not require this special care. So God has put the body together such that extra honor and care are given to those parts that have less dignity. 25This makes for harmony among the members, so that all the members care for each other. 26If one part suffers, all the parts suffer with it, and if one part is honored, all the parts are glad.

27All of you together are Christ’s body, and each of you is a part of it. 28Here are some of the parts God has appointed for the church:

first are apostles,

second are prophets,

third are teachers,

then those who do miracles,

those who have the gift of healing,

those who can help others,

those who have the gift of leadership,

those who speak in unknown languages.

29Are we all apostles? Are we all prophets? Are we all teachers? Do we all have the power to do miracles? 30Do we all have the gift of healing? Do we all have the ability to speak in unknown languages? Do we all have the ability to interpret unknown languages? Of course not! 31So you should earnestly desire the most helpful gifts.

But now let me show you a way of life that is best of all
Jan 24 · 124
The Love of God
Could we with ink the ocean fill,
  And were the skies of parchment made;
Were every stalk on earth a quill,
  And every man a scribe by trade;
To write the love of God above
  Would drain the ocean dry;
Nor could the scroll contain the whole,
  Though stretched from sky to sky.

"The Love of God"
This is the last stanza of the old hymn. It was said to be written on the wall of an asylum. But the author is unknown.
Jan 24 · 104
HELEN OF TROY
NITE-VISION ~ The HELEN of TROY

How could human language describe perfection? There were no faculties nor imaginations that could describe Namé as she made her entrance onto that yacht. All eyes snapped open and even some of the most cynical had a moment when they bulged. There were double takes everywhere. Gasps of something akin to awe... She was simply stunning.

She was wearing a dress that was cut from the fabric that she was famous for. NITE-VISION. The fiber-optics shot through a velvet you could sink your arm into. It was a background color of deep purple & indigo. The scintillating sheen every color of the aurora borialis.

The dress itself was a simple cut. The figure within it, however, was anything but simple. Curve upon curve, line for line she was the most lithely lush female, statuesque yet strangely approachable. This was FLESH. Not a marble form to be cordoned off.

If the masculine eyes could be torn off her lower body, rise above her neck which was like the curve of an egret, they would dwell on her face. And they would never leave.

She was angelic. Yes. She was. Yet she had ascertain mein which was almost like a waif. A street urchin. Her jawline was almost a perfect oval. Almost. There was an angular quality to it too. The Planes of her face could have been sculpted by an Egyptian. Or Greek. Or a Japanese mask maker. There was absolutely no way to describe it. Her cantilevered cheekbones were delicate as glass, but seemed to have, in their depths, an Armitage of pure tungsten.

Her hair was a color the painter Titan would envy. It could never be captured by his palette. Gold. Platinum. And Hollow fire. It was swept up on the side and you held by a perfect Indigo, lavender and Ivory comb. It was in the shape of an orchid. No one had seen her hair. Not fully. It was always held up with braids and strands on the top of her head. Tonight it was fully down. The comb the only thing that graced it. It was like a river going through the Black Hills. And all the colors of it's Pink gold.

But her eyes were the most arresting feature of her face. Fringed by lashes that were dark brown golden fire, as every bit as  long as her mother's. The irises were dark indigo shot with cerulean blue. But towards the pupil they were light lilac. If eyes were the windows to the soul, this was a soul that was not simply human, nor even angelic. Namé was a force of nature.

But the reason for the four men in dark suits with steam shovel Jaws became quite obvious on close inspection to the lady's midsection. Yep. She was wearing it. Just as she said she would. The most dazzling pearl to grace woman...

The HELEN of TROY
Excerpt from the book I am writing... StarChild.
Jan 24 · 118
Rubies in the Sand
As a child I sat & searched
For rubies in the sand
I looked for blood red garnets
From the dirt within my hand.

I would look for hours
For a treasure trove of lies
I thought I'd be a millionaire
I wasn't all that wise.

Then I found a nugget
Of pyrite buried there
It was really Fool's Gold
But I didn't care.

Childhood is fleeting
So don't break it to your babe
That her cup of "rubies"
Won't buy a pauper's grave.

She'll dream herself a castle
In some foreign land
But the waves of growing up
Take the rubies in the sand.

SoulSurvivor
Catherine Jarvis
1/22/2020
Jan 17 · 126
StarChild V
The Kakboori was so excited by the prospect of his vengeance that he was literally shaking. He clutched the receptacle containing the horrid creature with almost a death grip. The closer he came To Namé's cell the more he shook, chuckling was glee!

As he stood before her doorway he could hardly contain himself. He urinated forcefully into his own uniform. The Tripilliad, sensing the blood of its Target, scuttled about in its container, making insectile noises.

Boorjami released the venomous monster by barely opening it's **** filled container at the end, after placing it on the floor of her doorway so it could slip underneath...

What happened next was that time almost folded into nothing! The mad Tripilliad made a beeline for its new host... NAMÉ!! She kicked her slight foot out with all the force she could muster!! The Impossible happened. She slammed this side of her foot into the creatures orange beak! This slit through through the Tripilliad's sludge like brain clear into its thorax!!

Like a dervish the monster spun about making noises so horrific they could barely be credited. Boorjami shrieked in absolute horror. Dropping his dagger he headed for the Hills!!!
Excerpt from the book I'm writing - StarChild.
Jan 15 · 105
The Cloud
What is up there, by & by?
What is up there in the sky?
Is it data... can they pry?
How many ears? How many eyes?
How many truths? How many lies?

Yep. It's up there. Day & night.
All your family, what a sight.
All your life is in the light.
Your every need. Your every plight.
Every keystroke... black & white.
It doesn't matter wrong or right
Information gives them MIGHT.

Yeah. Black & white & shades of grey
It's all up there. Night and day.
Your hopes & fears... all you say.
Subject to controlling ways.
Folks better listen...

... better PRAY.

Catherine Jarvis
SoulSurvivor
1/15/2021
Big Brother's watching... & READING.
Jan 10 · 95
Troubled Paradise
There's a troubled Paradise
A maelstrom lagoon
A worm in the red apple
A curse within a boon
A tempest in a teacup
A burning, red hot spoon
An orange sky in Kansas
Tornado's coming soon...

In the tender flesh of speaking lips
That's where they sink their hooks
We think that we're immune to it
But we're getting ***** looks
We're portrayed as idiots
Nazis, thugs & crooks
First they censor YouTube
Next they're burning BOOKS.

We're wondering what's happening
Things are not the same
Folks want us like-minded
Like we should be ashamed!
But we won't go Broad-way
Though we won't find fame
But we won't budge an inch ol' son
To us it's not a game
Our way of life is ridiculed

Christian is our name.

Catherine Jarvis
SoulSurvivor
1/10/2021
Dec 2020 · 160
Awesome Father
SøułSurvivør Dec 2020
Imagine a small grain of sand
Yes, from a sugar beach
Then expand a trillion times
The count is out of reach...

Father God has them numbered.

Then imagine, if you will
Galaxies with stars
And around them planets
More than Jupiter & Mars...

Father God has them named.

When you think of angels
Whatever do you see?
Little waif-like Cupids
Who look like you & me?
Or mighty warrior beings
Gigantic entities
With their feet on planet earth
Their crowns the nebulae!

Father God had them made.

Humans have an intellect
Some extraordinary
But do NOT know the ends of space
The depths the oceans carry...

Father God has them measured.

Could we speak into existence
A dolphin out to play?
Could we make a human body
From scratch our DNA?
Could we scribe a Holy Book
With PROPHECY? NO WAY!!

Father God created every cell, every jot & tittle.

Could a human be so beautiful
So Glorious and fair
That just to gaze upon them
Would vaporize us to air?
The Angels cannot gaze upon
This being Beyond Compare!!

If Glory was personified

OUR GOD WOULD BE THERE!!

Catherine Jarvis
12/8/2020

3 When I consider thy heavens, the work of thy fingers, the moon and the stars, which thou hast ordained;

4 What is man, that thou art mindful of him? and the son of man, that thou visitest him?

5 For thou hast made him a little lower than the angels, and hast crowned him with glory and honour.

6 Thou madest him to have dominion over the works of thy hands; thou hast put all things under his feet

Psalm 8:3-6 KJV
Dec 2020 · 226
SOMEONE PLUG IN CHRISTMAS!
SøułSurvivør Dec 2020
Someone plug in Christmas! Please!
I'm not complaining, but
Yeah, 2020's been a drag
We're in a real rut...

There's a way to bring it back
Those who are so bold
Give to those less fortunate!
Like Christmases of old!

Do you think the baby Jesus
Cried and carried on?
I think he was the sweetest babe!
I don't think I am wrong!

Do you have some grateful place
Within your saddened heart?
Has it nowhere to find joy?
Completely torn apart?

Turn the frown upside down!
To thine own self be true
Let us be like Jesus...

The cheer begins with YOU!

Catherine Jarvis
Soulsurvivor
12/16/2020
Dec 2020 · 101
like rain on cacti
SøułSurvivør Dec 2020
your caress soaks into me
into a thirsty heart

my bristling thorns
melt into soft mink
and I know you're a good man

you stroke my cheek
with the back of your fingers
hands slightly cupped

the apple of your eye
fully revealed

i love the buttes of
your shoulders
the sand dunes of
your belly

and your tears fall
like rain on cacti

Soulsurvivor
Catherine Jarvis
12/10/2020
Dec 2020 · 262
The Horses
SøułSurvivør Dec 2020
....................Like flowing
           lava/Hot with sweat
Lithe muscle/Sturdy bone/The
horses course/The hillsides as if by
hell beset/magnificent as the sea/
                        As powerful as a tide
                      As if a fire runs in
                     Aching veins/God tests
                    Ancient bloodlines in them
                    And gives them reins/But
                     All in all their hearts ring
                      A leather bell on ours
                    A Vulcan strength we see/
                  And recognize fully in you
                 And me/splendid equine
        Curves as the tails arch/and
Manes stream/on arid dunes....

Arabian.

SoulSurvivor
Catherine Jarvis
12/6/2020
Thought I would try concrete poetry again. I had to put the periods in so the first line would be positioned correctly. I've missed concrete.... and I've missed YOU.
Nov 2020 · 119
CATS vs DOGS
SøułSurvivør Nov 2020
Cats are sure a crazy race
They softly pad on paws
Then they turn their other face
And sharpen hidden claws!

Dogs have the minds of 3 year olds
They wag their friendly tails
They are brave, but foolish bold
And love unbeaten trails!

Cats are snuggly... then aloof
They're an independent lot
They eschew the ground
But love the ROOF
Unlike silly Spot!

Dogs wear their feelings
On their sleeves
(If sleeves are what they had)
They look baleful & they grieve
If chastised when they're bad.

Cats just go their merry way
When naughtiness addressed
You can SHOUT til end of day...
They could not care less!

Dogs lift their legs when they ***
Cats are WAY too grand.
Dogs love hydrants or the trees
Cats just dig in sand.

The thing about these pets is that
People have polarity
Either they like dogs
And can't stand cats
Or LOVE a cat's hilarity!

But I find each creature special
As they do life's dance
Dog's are WAY more social...

... but Vive La difference!

SoulSurvivor
Catherine Jarvis
11/27/2020
Nov 2020 · 128
Just a Runaway
SøułSurvivør Nov 2020
She staggered down
The Greyhound bus
Ran away
New York or bust
Now there's no one
She can trust
Wanted diamonds
She found rust...

He's just running
On a train
His ring tarnished
His hands stained
He's just running
Empty tank
Can't believe
How far he sank...

[Chorus]
She's just a Runaway
Just a Runaway
He's just a Runaway
Just a Runaway


They find each other
In the jon
Subway station
People gone
He asks her
If she's alone
She asks him
To use his phone
She lost hers
She had to run
From a man
Who wanted "fun".

[Chorus]

In the subway
Ear to tracks
The boy watched
Both of their backs
The girl ripped off
For both their lack
She stayed awake
He hit the sack
So it went...
Till the attack.

[Chorus]

"A bunch of thugs"
The po-po said.
An argument
Came to a head
The boy protected...
Now he's dead.

The girl, she stirred up
Quite a fuss
When she left
"New York or bust"
Now all she wanted
All she missed
Werethe parents
She once kissed.

[Bridge]
There's only one child
On the phone
She's very sad
That she's alone
But now that girl is
GOING HOME.


[Chorus]


SoulSurvivor
Catherine Jarvis
11/24/2020
Nov 2020 · 219
Gemstones
SøułSurvivør Nov 2020
Every poem is a gemstone
Every word a jewel
Set in silver, or in gold
Our muses bring renewal.
They convey. They have their say
In amethyst or beryl.
They are Bisbee turquoise
Or luminous as pearls.
Ruby smoulders, garnets dark
Gems from 'round the world.

Some are facets emerald green,
Some are for our ears.
Some are fashioned for the throat
Some aquamarine tears.
Some black onyx pendants
To play upon our fears.

Rings to place on fingers
For friendship or engagement.
Some are placed in
Deep dark drawers
As tokens of estrangement.
But no matter how
They're placed
'Tis meaningful arrangement.

Topaz golden moments
Pirite is for fools
But ALL poems are diamonds

All of them are JEWELS.

SoulSurvivor
Catherine Jarvis
11/23/2020
I'm truly sorry I haven't been around you folks. It seems I only write on here now, and scarcely read. I have spent a lot of time in Ministry, and have neglected my friends. My Ministry involves friends, and that should extend to my poet friends too! Please forgive me and accept my apology. I will really try to read more! God bless you all!
SøułSurvivør Nov 2020
I never have time to
Read, my friends!
The fact that tests me sore!
I am harmed, but not alarmed...

You don't read ME anymore!

😢😢😢
Nov 2020 · 197
Kind Eye Closed
SøułSurvivør Nov 2020
Looking at the moon tonight
In its half-cast phase
I knew I had to write of it
It in the cloud's soft haze
I stared into the golden eye
As if in a daze
I was sort of hypnotized
By its mesmerizing gaze.

As the mist around it
Shifted in its pose
The eye was mean & frowning
Over a demonic nose
Shifting still the vapor
Made the moon of woes
Look sad with cold tears flowing
In ever changing rows
Then it was kind...
Then it was blind
Then the kind eye closed.

Was this the eye of providence?
Which o'r our country's health
Once looked with kindness
Down upon
Our fortune & our wealth?

Now it's angry & SO sad
Winds there up high have breath
So the eye of providence

Closes fast in death.

SoulSurvivor
Catherine Jarvis
11/2020
SøułSurvivør Nov 2020
Black fabric masks
Shark dead eyes
Angels & devils
Wear a disguise
The face, the lips
Are a surprise
What is Truth?
What are lies?

Men & women do the dance
For lure of mating
Take The chance
Whether China. U.S. France  
Certainly a strange romance.

To & fro. Back & forth.
Coast to coast. South to north.
We spoon & marry.
Give in marriage.
Party hardy. Baby carriage.
All the fuss! What can it mean?
Love in the Time of Covid 19.

There's only ONE question.
Who's to blame?
Eating bats? Is it that lame?
In the end it's all the same
'Neath black satin sheets

Love's corpse is lain.

SoulSurvivor
Catherine Jarvis
11/21/2020
Nov 2020 · 281
The Rain Is So Dark
SøułSurvivør Nov 2020
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

SoulSurvivor
Cathy Jarvis
(C) 5/30/2020
I wrote this a while back. My dad died in May. I still struggle with grief. I know others who are going through it right now. I can relate.
Nov 2020 · 89
$10 Death
SøułSurvivør Nov 2020
Cracks in her eyelids
Sweat on her skin
Her hair is in dreadlocks
Scabs on her shins

Sleep tight little native
Of the land of Nod
The sandman will come to you
He is your god

You scratch with cracked nails
The needles & spoons
Fentynal takes you
To marshmallow moon's

Cracks on your eyelids
The tieoff that binds
The narcolepsy
Closes your blinds

What is your idol?
What's hiding there?
Who are you worshiping
Who answers your prayers?

He waits with arms open
Bright shining knight
Man on the street
The green or the white

Don't be blue, baby
You're struggling for breath
Then you're a statistic

A $10 death.

SoulSurvivor
Catherine Jarvis
11/19/2020
Nov 2020 · 169
Momentum of Stasis
SøułSurvivør Nov 2020
Looting. Burning.
Building's fire.
They rob and mob.
They do not tire.
Some are anarchists.
Some for hire.
The TV blasts. It is a liar.
An airplane skims
a telephone wire.

Where is it going?
Where can it land?
Every runway
shifting sand.
All citizens
are in their bands.
We are under
Judgement's Hand.

America.
Alive with stasis.
All opponents
in their places.
No room for love
in those rat races.
We could be gone
without any traces.

No trace of culture.
No money earned.
All gain is stealing.
Compassion spurned.
Museums raided.
Books are burned.

Hard to watch it.
Trees are felled.
Racial violence.
Hatred sells.
Anthropology
gone to hell.

All hope is
A WISHING WELL.

SoulSurvivor
Catherine Jarvis
11/18/2020
Nov 2020 · 218
ONE BODY DIVIDED?
SøułSurvivør Nov 2020
The Lord of all the Heavens
Chose you as His own
The universe was made by Him
And you are His alone.

Yes, you are Christ's body
We ALL are, in fact
But when some are treated badly
Does the body stay intact?

The hair covers up the eye
It thinks itself more grand
The nose turns up above the mouth
The ear won't understand!

The eye looks at the hand
And because it's looking down
It moves the eyebrows to a scowl
And stares there with a frown!

The hand thinks that it's all that
Because it has great thumbs
The teeth would not even be around
If it weren't for the gums!

The legs are very shapely
So they take on airs
The back is straight, but it's not fate
It's due to derrieres!!

The feet take on the very weight
Of all the rest of it
We couldn't go without big toes!
The little one should fit!

Are we all one body?
Well, Jesus is our head.
He is there, so have a care
He wants LOVE instead!

How could your leg move
Without a bone?
Bone move without a muscle?
Maybe you don't see it cuz
You're lost in all the bustle!

Taking care of your own self
Perhaps your face is Janus.
Janus means you're two-faced.
That means you're an ****!

Does that reference shock you?
It really should, you see.
When you talk about my sis
You're talking about ME!

The Corinthians were like that
The Apostle Paul was sad.
They were very worldly
It also made him mad!

We need to grow up, people!
Babies need great care,
But we'd best not part mustaches
To put a bottle there!!

We are all one body
If we want to thrive and grow
We should not poke out an eye
Or cut off a toe!

Folks, let's love each other!
Where Christ Is We Live
If someone has offended
Why don't we forgive?

We are all one body
Please take my advice!
We are all one body...

And it belongs to Christ!

Catherine Jarvis
11/13/2020

1 Corinthians 12

One Body with Many Parts
12The human body has many parts, but the many parts make up one whole body. So it is with the body of Christ. 13Some of us are Jews, some are Gentiles,e some are slaves, and some are free. But we have all been baptized into one body by one Spirit, and we all share the same Spirit.f

14Yes, the body has many different parts, not just one part. 15If the foot says, “I am not a part of the body because I am not a hand,” that does not make it any less a part of the body. 16And if the ear says, “I am not part of the body because I am not an eye,” would that make it any less a part of the body? 17If the whole body were an eye, how would you hear? Or if your whole body were an ear, how would you smell anything?

18But our bodies have many parts, and God has put each part just where he wants it. 19How strange a body would be if it had only one part! 20Yes, there are many parts, but only one body. 21The eye can never say to the hand, “I don’t need you.” The head can’t say to the feet, “I don’t need you.”

22In fact, some parts of the body that seem weakest and least important are actually the most necessary. 23And the parts we regard as less honorable are those we clothe with the greatest care. So we carefully protect those parts that should not be seen, 24while the more honorable parts do not require this special care. So God has put the body together such that extra honor and care are given to those parts that have less dignity. 25This makes for harmony among the members, so that all the members care for each other. 26If one part suffers, all the parts suffer with it, and if one part is honored, all the parts are glad.
Nov 2020 · 92
Fish(net)
SøułSurvivør Nov 2020
Those in deep waters
Have thought.

Those in the shallows
Get caught.
Nov 2020 · 201
He Po(ker)
SøułSurvivør Nov 2020
He Po(ker) is a joker.
This card game is a waste.
How, I pray, can we all play
When we can't CUT and PASTE?
Nov 2020 · 211
HEAVEN HOME (a song)
SøułSurvivør Nov 2020
It's difficult to understand
Hard pressed on every side
The wicked have "the upper hand"
In arrogance and pride.

In this world It's "understood"
The devil makes it "his"
Right is wrong. Evil good.
That's just the way it is...

[Chorus]
But WE are just sojourners here
Among the throng, alone.
Things are not as they appear
God's still on the Throne!
I won't give in to doubt and fear
I will make Heaven home.

Yes, the wicked seem to win
And practice every Vice
Daily we die to self and sin
And give ourselves to Christ.

The wicked spread themselves about
Like a large Bay Tree
Against the Lord they Scream & Shout
And live their lives "Carefree".

[Chorus]

"Look at what you're missing, friend!"
They chortle & they cry,
"And there is NOTHING in the end!"

This won't make me even sigh!

YES! Look at what I'm missing, here!
All the wealth and perks!
All the things that you hold dear...
The yachts, mansions, the works!

Look what I'm missing! I'll admit
You will find it odd...
I miss the Lake of Fire! The PIT!!
Eternal enmity with GOD.

[Chorus]

Catherine Jarvis
11/10/2020

The Rich Man and Lazarus

19 “There was a rich man who was dressed in purple and fine linen and lived in luxury every day. 20 At his gate was laid a beggar named Lazarus, covered with sores21 and longing to eat what fell from the rich man’s table. Even the dogs came and licked his sores.

22 “The time came when the beggar died and the angels carried him to Abraham’s side. The rich man also died and was buried. 23 In Hades, where he was in torment, he looked up and saw Abraham far away, with Lazarus by his side. 24 So he called to him, ‘Father Abraham, have pity on me and send Lazarus to dip the tip of his finger in water and cool my tongue, because I am in agony in this fire."

25 “But Abraham replied, ‘Son, remember that in your lifetime you received your good things, while Lazarus received bad things, but now he is comforted here and you are in agony. 26 And besides all this, between us and you a great chasm has been set in place, so that those who want to go from here to you cannot, nor can anyone cross over from there to us.’

27 “He answered, ‘Then I beg you, father, send Lazarus to my family, 28 for I have five brothers. Let him go to them so that they will not also come to this place of torment.’

29 “Abraham replied, ‘They have Moses and the Prophets, let them listen to them.’

30 “‘No, father Abraham," he said, ‘but if someone from the dead goes to them, they will repent.’

31 “He said to him, ‘If they do not listen to Moses and the Prophets, they will not be convinced even if someone rises from the dead.’”

Luke 16:19-31

Fret not thyself because of evildoers, neither be thou envious against the workers of iniquity.

2For they shall soon be cut down like the grass, and wither as the green herb.

ב

3Trust in the LORD, and do good; so shalt thou dwell in the land, and verily thou shalt be fed.

4Delight thyself also in the LORD; and he shall give thee the desires of thine heart.

ג

5Commit thy way unto the LORD; trust also in him; and he shall bring it to pass.

6And he shall bring forth thy righteousness as the light, and thy judgment as the noonday.

ד

7Rest in the LORD, and wait patiently for him: fret not thyself because of him who prospereth in his way, because of the man who bringeth wicked devices to pass.

ה

8Cease from anger, and forsake wrath: fret not thyself in any wise to do evil.

9For evildoers shall be cut off: but those that wait upon the LORD, they shall inherit the earth.

ו

10For yet a little while, and the wicked shall not be: yea, thou shalt diligently consider his place, and it shall not be.

11But the meek shall inherit the earth; and shall delight themselves in the abundance of peace.

ז

12The wicked plotteth against the just, and gnasheth upon him with his teeth.

13The Lord shall laugh at him: for he seeth that his day is coming.

ח

14The wicked have drawn out the sword, and have bent their bow, to cast down the poor and needy, and to slay such as be of upright conversation.

15Their sword shall enter into their own heart, and their bows shall be broken.

ט

16A little that a righteous man hath is better than the riches of many wicked.

17For the arms of the wicked shall be broken: but the LORD upholdeth the righteous.

י

18The LORD knoweth the days of the upright: and their inheritance shall be for ever.

19They shall not be ashamed in the evil time: and in the days of famine they shall be satisfied.

כ

20But the wicked shall perish, and the enemies of the LORD shall be as the fat of lambs: they shall consume; into smoke shall they consume away.

ל

21The wicked borroweth, and payeth not again: but the righteous sheweth mercy, and giveth.

22For such as be blessed of him shall inherit the earth; and they that be cursed of him shall be cut off.

מ

23The steps of a good man are ordered by the LORD: and he delighteth in his way.

24Though he fall, he shall not be utterly cast down: for the LORD upholdeth him with his hand.

נ

25I have been young, and now am old; yet have I not seen the righteous forsaken, nor his seed begging bread.

26He is ever merciful, and lendeth; and his seed is blessed.

ס

27Depart from evil, and do good; and dwell for evermore.

28For the LORD loveth judgment, and forsaketh not his saints; they are preserved for ever: but the seed of the wicked shall be cut off.

29The righteous shall inherit the land, and dwell therein for ever.

פ

30The mouth of the righteous speaketh wisdom, and his tongue talketh of judgment.

31The law of his God is in his heart; none of his steps shall slide.

צ

32The wicked watcheth the righteous, and seeketh to slay him.

33The LORD will not leave him in his hand, nor condemn him when he is judged.

ק

34Wait on the LORD, and keep his way, and he shall exalt thee to inherit the land: when the wicked are cut off, thou shalt see it.

ר

35I have seen the wicked in great power, and spreading himself like a green bay tree.

36Yet he passed away, and, lo, he was not: yea, I sought him, but he could not be found

Psalm 37
Nov 2020 · 90
CHINA AT THE GATES
SøułSurvivør Nov 2020
Look at the dancing dragon
He puts on quite a show
He lifts up high into the air
As the wind begins to blow.
A wind of change is whipping
Round & round it goes
As it becomes a hurricane
Or an EF5 tor-na-do.

China's at the wall, my friend.
To scale like a flood
Question why their banners fly
Red as flowing blood.
Red, with pretty little stars
A fallen angel brood
They will come a-marchin'
We'll be DONE for GOOD.

Ever wonder why, ye fools
They buy up to the south?
You don't hear THAT on the news
But it is TRUE, by oath!
The dragon's near. Yep. It's HERE.
WE ARE IN IT'S MOUTH.

They don't NEED to buy US.
Think not? You'll find you're WRONG.
They have surely purchased us
And did so for a song.
They don't NEED to fight a war...
It already could be WON.
The Chinese have not marched without
They've conquered from WITHIN.

What will happen to U.S.
Only God can tell.
But the Red Chinese are waiting...

AT THE GATES OF HELL.

SoulSurvivor
Catherine Jarvis
11/8/2020
Nov 2020 · 462
EAGLES
SøułSurvivør Nov 2020
^¡^

They say a chicken
Will stay in its cage
When lightning is flashing
And winds start to rage...

Chickens like safety
And stay where it's warm.
But they say eagles

FLY INTO THE STORM.

SoulSurvivor
Catherine Jarvis
11/4/2020
Nov 2020 · 97
I'LL FIGHT FOR YOU!!
SøułSurvivør Nov 2020
My armor is fitted
My muscles like wire
My hair's in the wind
My sword is on fire!

My spirit is willing
Through You I'm not weak
The fight for Your honor
Is all that I seek!

[Chorus]
I'll fight for You
I'll fight for the lost!
I'll fight for You
No matter the cost!

I'll fight for You
I will be brave!
Be strong & courageous
Unto the GRAVE.

I march to the Shofar
How I love the sound!
My bridal dress sparkling  
My boots on the ground...

I march toward the goal
I don't have far to go
With Your mighty power
We defeat our foe!!

[Chorus]

[Bridge]
We defeat our foe
Right inside his lair
With Your mighty power

The Prince of the Air!

Catherine Jarvis
November 2, 2020
Nov 2020 · 148
Treasure
SøułSurvivør Nov 2020
“For where your treasure is,
there will your heart be also.
Matthew 6:21 KJV

Here we dig, in our diamond mines
Treasures! Wealth! Riches to find!
Looking for something
To please our minds.
They seems so elusive as
The years unwind...
Wouldn't it be wonderful!
The gemstones shine!
But we fight for rocks.
Like all MANKIND.

Mammoth heaps of mammon!
The Midas touch!
We look for rubies, gold & such.
Pirates, filled with greed!
Filthy lucre ain't much
When you sell your soul
And check your WATCH...

Time ticks by.
What have you done?
You're getting old
And under the gun
You gave your all...
And your children run.
Wild as beasts
They have their fun
Doing drugs & drinking.
Now your heart breaks, RUN.

You look back
Through a different lens
Wish you could hit delete
And do it again...
But it don't work
Like that, my friend.

You went to church
& you were bored
Your riches in your
Pocket stored
Righteous people
You abhorred
You loved not them
Much less the Lord.

Now before Him
On your face
You've been undone
You don't have GRACE!
You made it big
In the rat race...

But all your life
Was just a WASTE.

SoulSurvivor
Catherine Jarvis
November 3, 2020
Oct 2020 · 268
Higher Love
SøułSurvivør Oct 2020
A chaste & lovely maiden
Loved a roughhewn sort of man
It was a strange attraction
The folk could never understand
But she lived in a great tower
In a foreign land.

The lad traversed the valleys
The tangled briars low
Great and craggy mountains
Replete with ice and snow
He knew that he must find her
But did not know where to go.

He questioned people far & wide
Of how to find the lass
Finally an old woman
Told him true at last
But guardians of gargoyles
Would let no one pass!

They would ask a riddle
That he would have to tell
What was found in plenty
At the bottom of a well
If he couldn't answer
They'd take him straight to hell!

The rough young man, he pondered
Yes, he was perplexed
He had no ready answer
Didn't know what to do next
He did not know the answer
And he was so sore vexed!

But a gentle voice he told him
Just like a tender kiss
What resides within a well
Is always a great wish.

So the lad, he faced his foe
So bold in his youth
His answer confounded them
Because it was the TRUTH.

He found the modest maiden
Straight away they wed
They had been kept apart
But had higher love instead!

The moral of this fable
Is the greatest wish in you
Should NOT BE GIVEN UP ON...

... FOR THEY MAY COME TRUE.

Catherine Jarvis
October 23, 2020
The fable is one of my favorites!
Oct 2020 · 264
Garden Gate
SøułSurvivør Oct 2020
There's a lovely garden
A precious golden road
Where you can loosen burdens
You can lay aside your load.

There are blooming cherry trees
Mountains violet blue
Pure white picket garden gate
Flowers every hue.

It is just like Eden
As far as eyes can see
But it's NOT our current world
Not reality
There was another garden
Called Gethsemane.

There were gnarled olive trees
And stones along the road
Where the Lord cried out to God
And shed His precious blood.

Then there is a spirit place
Where there is decision
Take a strait and narrow path
Or a broad road to extinction.

If you choose the latter
You'll regret it to your core
But if you choose the former
Heaven is in store
That gate's our Lord, the very Christ,
With whom you've made war
That gate is the Gospel
Which you have heard before...

Pass through the gate of Jesus
For life forevermore!

Catherine Jarvis
October 20, 2020
Oct 2020 · 87
AN ATTITUDE OF PRAYER
SøułSurvivør Oct 2020
A heart resplendent
With hands raised
A heart that's joyfully
Singing praise!

A heart that's burdened
By all the pain
Yet still knows Jehovah reigns.

The first is happy, then will sigh.
The sorrowful will reach
And touch the sky!
Both will know that by & by
That in the end all in graves lie.

Those in sorrow
Need hands raised!
They've knelt in prayer
Now need to praise!

Those who are happy
In their way
Should bow a knee...
Begin to pray.

Life ain't easy. It ain't fair.
We all need...

An attitude of prayer.

SoulSurvivor
Catherine Jarvis
10/9/2020
Oct 2020 · 180
Falling Leaves
SøułSurvivør Oct 2020
The wind sighs through
the gnarled boughs
of trees with golden leaves

Though you cannot see it
it's because the eye deceives.

The leaves fall into water
a river wild and free

The gurgling torrent takes them
From the forest to the sea.

Though you cannot see the breeze
it is there nonetheless

It is like faith the leaves are stirred
by our God's caress.

It is by faith the offering falls
into the roaring waves

It is by faith the tree lets go
of gold into the grave.

To the sea go sailing ships
so beautiful & bold!

To the sea go golden boats
their cargo is the soul.

Some, they do not make it.
They crash along the shore.

But many sail and do not fail

To life forevermore.

Catherine Jarvis
aka SoulSurvivor
Sep 2020 · 237
Voices (Black on Blue)
SøułSurvivør Sep 2020
One voice is red & deafening
One voice is black on blue.
One voice is silent reckoning
One voice is snarling news.
One voice is from the radio
One voice is never true
One voice is just canned laughter
One voice is from the pews
One voice is a ventriloquist
One voice is me & you.

Together they're an angry mob
Together they talk back
Together they're a force to rob
Together they attack...

Together they're a living sob
Together BLUE on BLACK.

SoulSurvivor
Catherine Jarvis
9/19/2020
Sep 2020 · 78
The Children of the Earth
SøułSurvivør Sep 2020
We live in a velvet world
Soft. With comfort. Free.
We've seen only kindness here
Love and liberty
Each person here lives without fear
In health and dignity
There are those less fortunate
Who lived in war's debris
They weep and cry... they may die
Why can't we all see?

(chorus)
They are children bound in prison
Captives from their birth
Bound in chains, there lives restrained
By poverty's black curse
They are poor, and they need more!
They also have worth!
Can't you see? They must be FREE

THE CHILDREN OF THE EARTH

There are those out begging
Those who have no food
Those who have not medicine
Long ago approved
Those who drink of water
From muddy lakes & streams
Also used as toilets
Can you not hear their screams?

(chorus)

I don't want to hurt you
Or put you in shame
You're not the ones who did this
Not personally to blame
Just remember that you have the power
To END this wretched game
All children should play in peace

ALL CHILDREN ARE THE SAME!

Imagine there's a world
Where kids can laugh & play
In the warm, soft meadows
With flowers bright & gay
I will fight for their rights

I LIVE TO SEE THAT DAY

We ALL have RIGHTS AND DIGNITY
Fundamental WORTH!
We'll find a way
To help TODAY

THE CHILDREN OF THE EARTH.


SoulSurvivor
3/25/2017
Sep 2020 · 322
The Roaring of the Lamb
SøułSurvivør Sep 2020
There's a place we all could go
Be captives there for hours
A place that in perception shows
Us giant moths & flowers...

We'd smell the finest perfume
From Mary's flowing locks
For Jesus's  anointing
From her alabaster box...

We'd hear the singing of the buds
About to burst in bloom
Feel the wind that listeth
Into our tiny rooms...

For here we are in prison.
Here we are in chains.
But Christ has arisen!
His blood flows through our veins!
So no matter what is done to us
This fact still remains
We perceive the sound of heaven
THE MUSIC OF YOUR NAME...

JESUS!!
Your voice is deafening
JESUS!!
But it's still.
JESUS!!
Touch my heart of hearts
With Your mighty will!

JESUS!!
Lord of lords
JESUS!!
Great I AM
JESUS
You show Your awesome power

THE ROARING OF THE LAMB!
Sep 2020 · 238
Soul Flowers
SøułSurvivør Sep 2020
Flowers of the soul are kind
They are our greatest treasure.
They bring about
such peace of mind
Beatitude and pleasure.
In love you will surely find
Beauty beyond measure!

The light through
stained glass windows
Makes love that's unalloyed.
The heart soaks up the colors.
Somehow they fill a void.

There's vibrancy of spirit.
There's unity to share.
There's peaceful loving pardon
There's music in the air!
You can find rest from worries
There is no doubt or fear.
Only sweet redemption
Yes! All those things are here!

If your being has a yearning
For joys which can't be told
Come and smell the blossoms

The flowers of the SOUL.

SoulSurvivor
Catherine Jarvis
9/11/2020
I thought I would bring a little beauty into a day which is so tragic. We must focus our minds on that which is lovely. Noble. Of good report. Those are the places to find peace. In the arms of our Lord and savior. Jesus Christ. I have a Facebook account and will try to send a link where you can see a painting this poem is based on. I painted it last year about this time. Blessings to all!

https://m.facebook.com/story.php?story_fbid=620924908784061&id=100025996732712&sfnsn=mo&extid=nGSi9Nquwmj9h8er

Soul Flowers. I invite you to look at this painting for a while. Know the detail. Then look at one part of the painting only for a few seconds. You will see the other parts of the painting move! This painting is alive! For sale. Write my inbox if you're interested.

PLEASE CHECK OUT THE FACEBOOK LINK! A PICTURE IS WORTH 1,000 WORDS!!
Sep 2020 · 107
supernova
SøułSurvivør Sep 2020
💥

dust
of
creation
breathe
deeply
of
the
nebulae

dream
dreams
o­f
diadems
in
the
belts
of
great
hunters

Orion
strides
the
galax­­y
as
we
gaze

get
used
to
weightless
heaven's
harbor

for
it
is
h­­ere
you
will
be

HOME


SoulSurvivor
(C) 2/17/2016
Sep 2020 · 223
birdland
SøułSurvivør Sep 2020
everyone has a voice here
every note will flow
some of us are nightingales
some of us are crows
some of us are magpies
collecting shiny things
some of us canaries
which in the coalmine sing
some of us are larks
singing in the copse
some of us are ravens
gathered 'round a corpse
some are Laughing *******
who scream to beat the band
some of us are ostrich
with our heads in sand
some of us can "Twitter"
how we love our "tweets"!
some of us are silly coots
with funny orange feet!
some of us are toucan
with beaks that are outgrown
some of us are parrots
with a beak that's not our own
some of us are robins
hopping on the lawn
some of us are lovely
angelic, graceful swans
some of us are mockingbirds
yes, you could fit that bill
some are birds with feathers
which make a lovely quill
some of us are peacocks
great beauties, but a bore
some of us are hawks
which o'r deep canyons soar

some of us are eagles
symbols of our call
I welcome you to
birdland
where we are poets

ALL


SoulSurvivor
(C) 2/4/2016
All except for the parrots.
They need to be plucked!

What kind of bird are YOU?

SoulSurvivor
Catherine Jarvis
Sep 2020 · 223
Tinsel Rose
SøułSurvivør Sep 2020
~~{@}~~

Rose of faded tinsel
Its luster lost at last
Haughty harlot in high heels
She has a ****** past

She wears a
liquid liner smile
Her dress is sequined tulle
She has no taste, it's such a waste
Breaks every fashion rule

She sits there on the bar stool
She's already ******
Turn the card, her eyes are hard
Enough to break a bone

Oh my, what those eyes have seen
Those eyes give no grace
They're like poached eggs within
A wrinkled, haggard face

Do you judge her harshly?
Be careful if you do
The tinsel Rose, the Saying goes

But for God is

YOU

SoulSurvivor
Catherine Jarvis
September 7, 2020
Sep 2020 · 176
As Rainbows Through Crystal
SøułSurvivør Sep 2020
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dew
slides
down
petals
soaking
up
their
color
as
rainbows
throu­gh

crystal


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