The desert has the eyes of hawks
Soaring wild and free
Hills painted with russet tones
Were once under the sea

The ocean floor is full of life
Cactus coral reefs
Mesquite flow with the currents
There is no change of leaf

In autumn nor in winter
There is no hint of fall
But many snowbirds come to roost
Can barely count them all!

Sometimes there is a dusting
Of slight, faint hearted snow
The mountains have a power
With sun it quickly goes
Springtime brings more color
The Palo Verde yellow floes
Wildflowers in riot
And the subtle cactus rose

But summer? Ah, the summer!
The desert's but a drum
For the beating incantation
Of a punishing, bright sun!

Not many stay in Tucson
When that drum does beat
Not many can handle it
The brutal desert heat!

That's where you get your sea legs
Under the pressing burn
If you can handle August

You're at the point of no return!


SoulSurvivor
(c) 8/14/2016

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
(C) 8/15/2016

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
(C) 10/26/2008

I'm sorry for not being here
My dear and faithful friends
I'm trying to make time
Do you have some you could lend?
Just address it to my homepage
An attachment you can send
I will use it wisely... I WILL READ!

The End

It was a dark and stormy night
The moon was like a ghost
New, it was a sliver
Misty. Foggy. Lost.

Lightning all around it
Dancing on the breeze
Thunder took it in its arms
To Tiptoe Through the Trees

Liquid glinted on its face
Flowed down to cheek and jowl
A madman's laugh arose from it
As the wind began to howl

Yes, if raindrops are as tears to him
They are tears of Mirth
For he looks down upon us fools

*And laughs for all he's worth!

My father has a lump on the right side of his face. I noticed it this morning after I posted my last poem. The lump is where his cancer used to be.

I cannot be on the site right now. I'm sure you understand.

I'm not letting this get me down. He was healed of cancer before through prayer... There is no reason why that couldn't happen again!


All your prayers and good thoughts are appreciated!

♡ Catherine

Is not an easy task
But it is rewarding
To do what Jesus asks

My father now needs me more
A new level of care
So I will look after him
I'll always be there

My mother is not able
Handicapped herself
And so it is left up to me
I put much on the shelf

I won't be on the site as much
I guess a rarer bird
But I will still share with you
You will read my words

I will need strength in spirit
I must find a way
If you find it in your heart

Please help me and PRAY.


♡ Catherine

When you are down, and full of fear
There seems to be nobody near
There's no answer when you pray...
Give God a sacrifice of Praise!

Lift your voice and sing a song!
Sing It Loud! Oh, sing it strong!
It's not the meter, nor the phrase,

Give God a sacrifice of praise!

When life is hard, and you are blue,
And you don't know just what to do
Strike Up the Band, you'll be amazed!
Give God a sacrifice of praise!

(Chorus)

Paul and Silas knew the truth
Sang in prison, raised the roof!
Those dungeon walls did surely shake,
And those bars began to break!

Lift your voice and sing a song!
Sing It Loud! Oh sing along!
By God's might those halls were razed...

Because of sacrifice of praise!!!



SoulSurvivor
(C) 4/26/2009

When life comes to seem like
A superhuman feat

When you're in the quicksand
With lead shoes on your feet

When you're supposed to serve 10 people
And you have nothing to eat

There's nothing to be done
God does not text or tweet

You look upwards toward heaven
And the question's on repeat


(Chorus)
"Why God? (3X) WHY ME???
I've had enough now.... I call Uncle!
Can't you let me be?
I'm sorry but there's been a mistake
Can't you even see?

I'm supposed to PROSPER!
But I'm in prison... I'm not FREE!


I cried all this in anguish
Cried my very best

Had a huge crushing Boulder
Lying on my chest

Then God sent an answer
And this is what it said...


You're just in a test my dear
You are in a trial

You knew it is a fiery one
And that fires are wild

I have confidence in your ability
I made you strong. my child

Though the Tempest's Rising
I can make it mild



My son had a bad hair day
Great big spiky thorns

They took his only clothing
In nothing adorned

His beard pulled out and spat on
Persecuted. Scorned.

You know all he went through

But for this was he born


You prayed you could be like him
You prayed for closeness here

With my one son Jesus
But I want to make this clear

If you want him close to you
If you want him there

You will pay a price
And it will be dear

I'm training you with mine own voice
Patience! Do you hear?

Do not worry in the least
Please, child, have no fear


When it's the last minute...


THAT'S WHEN I'LL APPEAR!


SoulSurvivor
(C) 7/31/2016

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

I am but a lump of clay
Within the Potter's Hands
Help me to be such today
Help me understand

I am plastic. Malleable.
From the roots of stumps
For the Master's Hands available
Although I have my lumps!

He has to pound and knead me
Sprinkle me to moist refine
Mould me in my body
Mould me in my mind

Mould me in my heart
Mould me in my soul
So I won't break apart
So I can be bold!
I can use my art
To have my story told...

Sculpt me then Lord Jesus!
Do whatever it will take
Throw me on your wheel
With Force enough to break

My own thoughts and wishes
For vanity they are
My love for fame and riches
Which can only twist and scar

My love for things of "beauty"
Of worldly surmise
Give me a sense of Duty
To be useful in your eyes

You rose me from the muck and mire
You scooped me from the slime
How can I so then aspire?
Be in myself sublime?

Death, he has his clutches
This assuredly I know.
And I am but ashes

Dust to dust I go.


SoulSurvivor
(C) 7/30/2016

I love repost rabbit holes but there's a problem...

When I try to find poetry written by a specific artist on their own site encounter great difficulty if they repost often. As I scroll down it's more and more difficult for me to work the site. My Wi-Fi gets very slow. Is anyone else having this difficulty?

~~~

If you have not seen my last post please read it. I'm encountering great time restraints and can no longer be on the site as long as I've been in the past. I want to read you all! What I'm doing now is putting a simple ♡ on your writing, rather than reposting on collections as I was previously. I really hate doing this because I love to repost. I simply don't have time anymore :'(    Please understand.

Thanks!

♡ Catherine

Life is so confusing
I don't know what to do
I am vexed it's so complex
My very soul is blue

I have so little time now
Don't know which way to steer
But it's agreed that there's a need
To read my poets dear!

But I have a backlog
I have just begun
I have a need so I can read
Each and every one!

I will read each person
I will make a start
I won't be dim and I won't scim
I will give my ♡

I know that I've reposted
Quite a bit in past
I can no longer do this
But this state will not last!

When I'm caught up on my reading
I will begin again
To do more than just ♡ you
For you are my friends!

Yes, I will do more than ♡ you
That gets very old
You don't just get Survivor's ♡

You also get my SOUL!


SoulSurvivor
7/27/2016

I had a friend who would complain
She suffered from the worst migraines
She had debilitating pain
Sick stomach and a hurting brain
She had for three days in bed lain
So on her job she must remain

I asked if I could touch her head
She needed prayer, and not a bed
So I prayed for her instead

It would help her. I was sure.
Jesus' promises still endure
Within three minutes

SHE WAS CURED.


SoulSurvivor
(C) 7/24/2016

Setting sail upon the sea
An octagon, a fantasy
Earth to port, the stars to lee
I compass universes by degrees
Constellations make their breeze
In the passage I am seized
Within nebulae I freeze
It's so large and I so wee
And thus it is

by God's decree


SoulSurvivor
(C) 7/24/2016

Blessed is the man
who does not take offense
I'm speaking in the present tense
There is no sitting on the fence
This poem will now take me hence...

An offense will make us stumble
Forget the bluster and the bumble
Our defense will surely crumble
In all things we must be humble

When we see another's error
Are we really all the fairer?
Look Within it will be clearer
Are we looking in a mirror?

When we see reflection's bust
Do we see lines? Perhaps some crust?
Being honest is a must!
What have we done
that WE can't trust?

True of the bird as well the bee
We are all one cloth you see!
Self-assessment makes you free!

This is true humility.


SoulSurvivor
(C) 7/23/2016

RED

passionate rages of
body and soul

the ardent obsession
of two entities
to merge into a
whole

lovers swept into
an ****** of desire

two Phoenix to die
in dust and ash
and meet fleet
again
in new life
of *fire!

~
ORANGE

fire has cooled
age is wise to lust

two of God's creation
working together
under one yoke
habits understood
partners fair
and
just

~
YELLOW

love of family
refined as purest gold

give and take
young and old
parents sculpt young minds
children break the mold
go to their own families
to have and
to hold

~
GREEN

love for nature
creatures great and small

the beautiful earth
the sylibant shushing
waterfall
conifer pines and
russet leaves
that fall
floral offering
in spring
colts breaking from
the stall
summer's slice of life
and winter's pall
we love the
burgeoning
beauty
of it
all!

~
BLUE

love of friends you
hold so near

a shout out to buddies!
loud for all to hear!
forgiveness and
compassion
for those who hurt
and fear
those you like and
those like second
family
dear

~
INDIGO

who can understand
this love so often missed?

love for spiteful enemy
who've wished
only evil for you
even kissed
your cheek
or your lips
in lover's bliss
now turned
and are
snakes
which
hiss...

~
PURPLE*

the greatest love
the one most won't applaud

an irony.
HE'S THE ONE WE
SHOULD MOST *LAUD!
tho we stand the
mountain
or in valley plod
in humility
most regard
as odd

love for
Abba Father
Jesus Christ
Holy Spirit

GOD



SoulSurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc

Catherine Jarvis
(C) 7/23/2016

O lovely lady, poised for flight!
In the wondrous floral seas
Lightly lilting on the breeze
A flute of orange fulsome light!

Caesalpinia pulcherrima
Latin lover from tropic climes
With a dance, a sulry mime
I stand with longing as I see ya!

With antennai you touch the air
Zephyrs of sweet paradise
You could melt the frigid ice
With the fire of your stare!

O, how you send your leaves aloft!
Feathers like a Sensitive Plant
Small and delicate they slant
Your floral offering, clustered, soft

Though it be strange... you are a pea!
Yes, you own that family name
Wild though, you can't be tamed

Bird of Paradise!

YOU ARE FREE!!!


SoulSurvivor
7/22/2016

When you have nowhere to go
Trials are fast, blessings slow
And the toilet overflows

Count it ALL JOY!

When winter Paints the Roses blue
When your boyfriend finds someone new
And all your friends turn on you

Count it ALL JOY!

When you are truly at a loss
Not even one coin to toss
Had a fight with your new boss!

Count it ALL JOY!

Maybe you don't have a job
You're on the street you just been robbed
People actin' like they're snobs
You cry for help, their heads just bob
You really have the trials of Job

Count it ALL JOY!

Maybe you're sick, and filled with pain
And you're sitting in the rain
Your energy is on the wane
The fiddle plays a sad refrain

Count it ALL JOY!

When you feel you're near the end
And you're going 'round the bend
Cannot find a single friend...


COUNT IT ALL JOY!


SoulSurvivor
(C) 7/21/2016

-

The Sun has no dark side,
and He never turns.


[10W]
SoulSurvivor
(C) 7/21/2017

You threw Your Heart of Stone into my Consciousness with all your might. It purely stove in that window. Crystalline shards of pure hatred that you passed off as love peppered my tender skin. I threw my hands up over my eyes in a protective gesture that was purely instinctive. Grinning like a Cheshire with sharpened teeth you moved in for the ****. But, my friend, you may have lobbed an ounce of dark ***** black coal at me...

... but it missed me by a mile.


SoulSurvivor
(C) 7/21/2016

@===#

The arms of the trees
Pluck a banjo for the man
Hid on his knees
His Instrument's fan

Sets the stars a-twinklin'
If you have a chance
Watch the clouds dosey doe
Watch mountains dance

A saguaro he plays on
The spoons and the saw
The wind blows at tune
On harmonica!

Brighter than street lights
Moonbeams cut like a knife
Head like a melon
Larger than Life

Yep... the moon plays a banjo
Orion the fiddle
Owls they play metal string
The cat's in the middle

Playin' the drums
Just as loud as you please
Yep... the moon's playin' banjo
With the arms of the trees!


SoulSurvivor
(C) 7/18/2016

Thank you all so much for your prayers. I am resting now and feeling better. I looked up the problem online and don't feel it's necessary to go to the hospital.

I am going to take a short break. I'll be back online tomorrow 7/19/2016.

♡ Catherine

Counting up the rhymes
Within the gears are clicking
The years redeeming time

I see beleaguered multitudes
I realize the cost
The confusion of the children
The Weeping of the Lost

I do not want to frighten you
Don't want your hope to die
But I cannot see you uninformed
Believing outright lies!

12 midnight is about to ****
Look around. You'll see the signs.
The world's a ticking time bomb

And it's 11:59...

*tick

tick

tick

tick

(?)

based on the song by Bruce Cockburn

Maybe the poet is old,
But they won't do as they're told
Maybe the poet is young
But her words you should not shun,
Maybe the poet is free
Are you blind and do not see?
Maybe the poet's a Slave
But those white flags won't be waved!
Maybe the poet is saved
Maybe the poet's a knave
But he'll shout unto the grave!

Black or white,  or coffee brown
His words will stay... they'll stick around
Tan or beige, russet red
You will recall what's been said
It will play all through your head
She will *speak until she's she's dead!

Maybe the poet is rich
And is sitting by a beach
Maybe the poet is poor
But her words you'll hear for sure
Maybe ill with no cure
Though she's dead she will endure
Homeless woman, wealthy man
They won't do as you have planned
They won't play on with the band
They'll be strong and take a stand

They'll holler til you understand!

They won't have a TV show
Won't be on your radio
But the word of mouth will go
Be it fast or be it slow

They may be killed, they may be shot
They will speak TRUTH!
THEY CAN'T BE BOUGHT!
Ignominy may be their lot

But they will produce some thought!

Maybe the voice of The Spirit
In which case you'd better hear it!
You may not touch it. Can't get near it.

Please don't expect applause
Don't find rejection odd...

For it is the Words of God.


SoulSurvivor
(C) 7/16/2016

We're headed for a deep, deep valley
Poison sky in Tornado Alley
We had best not dilly-dally
Our Creator's got a running tally

"What's that list?" You may ask?
Well. What's that blood within your flask?
Amantalado's got a cask
While in luxury we bask

Amerika, Amerika!
Wearing tight blue jeans
You've lost your fight,
you've lost your might
You live beyond your means!

Amerika, Amerika!
You'd best buckle up!
Ask God's pardon!
Grow a garden!
'Coz you are out of luck!

Do you know they use CHILDREN?
Little girls & boys!
They cut their tiny fingers
While making all your toys!

There are those who aren't so Slack
At sitting on a donkey's back
Haul Coco leaves to make your crack
So politicians make a stack
While these peasants live in shacks

And here on the homefront....

Pregnant mothers will not cry
While their unborn babies die
They swallow the hook... Believe the lie
Just want their piece of the pie
And then roll their eyes and sigh
When told of Jesus... my oh my...

What happened to the Golden Rule?
Horrible bullying in schools!
Prayer no more used than stone-age tools
Non believers stubborn mules
Christian's made to look like fools!

As our Spirits atrophy
While we think that we are free
Each day a new catastrophe...
... The IRS still has its fee

We walk into the Serpent's Maw
He likes his meat ****** and raw
While the Ravens creak and caw

We Institute Sharia law!

Wealth is meant only for a few
Do-as-i-say-not-as-i-do
Folks! They are a Motley Crew!
This is not the place I knew!

DOES ALL THIS GARBAGE WORK FOR YOU?

Here's a message. It is TRUE!

WE ARE MANY... they are FEW!!!

Please allow me to be bold
This BS is getting old!
Break the *******! Break the mold!

'Cuz folks, you're being mind-controlled!

It's coming in from your PC
It's coming in from your TV
You are fed false history!
You're NOT SMARTER! YOU'RE NOT FREE!

AND YOU'LL MISS YOUR DESTINY!

Back to God's list. He's checking it twice.
Amerika... are you naughty or nice?
You're marinated in your vice!
Hear this message! Hear my voice!

'Cause pretty soon

YOU'LL HAVE NO CHOICE.


Oh, please hear me! I may offend
But it is out of love my friend!
I don't expect this work to trend
I will click and just press "send"

I wish you only blessing.

THE END.



SoulSurvivor
(C) 7/16/2016

All are cast upon life's Seas
All have cares and doubt
We can freeze at 0°
Or we can Scream & Shout

The Tempest tears at our proud sails
The waves crash on our decks
The winds wail, our strength can fail
And we can end up wrecks

Caught between two destinies
The Scylla and Charybdis
The devil and the deep blue sea
The malstrom comes to haunt us

But... avast there, mate! It's not your fate!
There asleep upon your lee
Is God so great, He's never late!
And he can calm the sea!

Have you heard? He has awoken!
He's not in the grave!
Tho we are broken, He has spoken!
He's Ruler of the waves!

So do not fear the hurricanes
For as sure as I was born
Tempests wane, in sad refrain
Before the

Maker of the Storm


SoulSurvivor
(C) 7/14/2016

A choking and desperate voice reached my ear this morning. It was a friend. One of my best friends who lives in Michigan.
What she said was barely intelligible...

"Cath... Cathy... I'M D...YING!
C..C..CAN'T B... (cough) B...BR... BREATHE!
(cough. .. cough. .. cough. ..)"

Immediately I knew I had to be calm. I had to get her anxiety level down. In a very soothing voice I stated...

"Baby, you have to calm down. Sit down in front of a fan... slow your breathing. THEN I WANT YOU TO JUST LISTEN & AGREE...

I said a five-minute prayer with her. I first praised God for the miracle that He was going to bring about. For His miraculous nature. For his Power and Glory! I said I wanted to glorify Him with the miraculous healing that was about to take place!

Within 2 minutes she was breathing easier. She was not coughing as badly. And she could talk. Then I instructed her to go lie down with the fan on her and her back propped with pillows...

I called two friends to pray with me on a conference call. We all prayed together. We prayed like our own lives were depending on it! We prayed the Word of God...

"Confess your faults one to another, and pray one for another, that ye may be healed. The effectual fervent prayer of a righteous man (woman) availeth much."
James 5:16 KJB

I called my friend 30 minutes later. She had been healed! She still had the congestion, but was calmly coughing that up too! She was beginning to blow the congestion from her infected sinuses!

So don't tell me God is no longer in the healing business. He most definitely is...!!!


♡ Catherine

-

Noonday sun
Casts the darkest shadows

But they huddle

BENEATH


[10W]
SoulSurvivor
(C) 7/12/2016

Thank you much my faithful friends
For all you've done for me!
For all the love I feel I send!
It's coming back, you see!
For I love you all so much
With all God's energy!
Watch! It's coming to you now
Right through your PC!
And the best part of it all

Is it's completely FREE!!!


SoulSurvivor
(C) 7/11/2016

We all have flesh and bone
We have a spine that stands *****
10 fingers and 10 toes.
What difference does our color make?
Our plethora of tones?
How often do we cross the street
When a black one comes?
Ignore the coming thunder clouds
Ignore the coming storm?
Ignore those shot upon the street
Can you hear their groans?
How often do we look on race?
How can we atone?

When will we come out of sleep!
Wake up and see the sight!
You think you're kind... but you are blind!
In ignorance... in night!
Black lives matter! ALL LIVES MATTER!
Why do we have to fight?!!
Just because you wear a badge
Doesn't mean you're right!
What's all this that I hear about
A broken tail light?
I am named... I am ashamed

BECAUSE MY SKIN IS WHITE!!!


SoulSurvivor
(C) 7/11/2016