~~<♡>~~

Here's a concept! Here's a race!
Let's put a SMILE upon a face!

Know a poet who is new?
Or one who's hurting just like you?

One who's bullied? One who's left?
They don't have to be HERE.
Perhaps bereft?

Move a finger and follow them
And write up a quick po-em

About their poetry and style
Make them happy! Make them smile!

Take a moment of your time.
I may make your poem shine!

Let them know HP's "the place"
PUT A SMILE UPON A FACE!!!

♥ Catherine

---

I've taken down a write I liked
I put troll heads upon a spike.

But rather than highlight these guys
I've decided that's not wise!

We think we HELP the trollish prey
While we scare new folks away

I just had a conversation
With one of my favorite relations

My bro in law is expert
In handling the ones who hurt

He works as a computer ****
And here's the advice that he gives

When in doubt, remember, souls,
They love the light...
DON'T FEED THE TROLLS!!!


SoulSurvivor
(C) 8/16/2015

---

sage trees and salten stars
upon a pepper sky
once i walked
with my true love
through the fields rye

parsley groves and hills of clove
sweet rosemary hair
we walked through the fields of rye
and smelled the savory air

embracing in the cinnamon
the world of heat and steam
it was stream of consciousness
it was just a dream

i looked at my love's lemon eyes
smiled at him and said,
"i really must have dinner
before i go to bed!"


:-) soulsurvivor

---/♡\---/♡\---

I reposted this poem for
I feel it is important you
read it. I'm sure sorry that
I can't read right now.
My mom is recovering from
a serious illness.  Read at least
the footnotes. Thanks!


I am a follower of
The Lord Jesus Christ.
He teaches me
To embrace the strife
In this place
Of trial and pain
To learn to bear
The extreme strain
He had hardship
Here on earth
He showed folk their
Inner worth
With humility and grace
He bore all and ran His race
He prayed the Father
Up above
Would lead His children
To learn LOVE
Putting pride upon the shelf
To love your neighbor
As YOURSELF
And I honestly believe
'Tis better to give
Than to receive

In these tenants I am free
I'll walk the walk

ETERNALLY


SoulSurvivor
Catherine Jarvis
(C) 8/8/2015

Written by Bad Baby*

When I look up above the sky
I see you paint it as you fly
With lines of poison that you trew
You take away my skies of blue

And when it rains it falls on me
The leaves, the trees, we die you see
Why do you **** us from up above?
Down here on earth
there's so much LOVE

They're not your skies
to take the blue
I told The Father, He always knew
So now, you know, you cannot hide

For what you sprayed up in my sky


Bad Baby
(C) 8/6/2015

Posted by SoulSurvivor

!!¡¡!!¡¡!!¡¡!!¡¡!!



C'mon baby, don't be shy!
Oh, how fast the time goes by!
Don't come up for air to even sigh!
Don't argue it, don't question why
It feels good, and that's no lie!
We feel like our hearts can fly!
I'm your girl, and you're my guy
The passion's there, my oh MY!
We're so lit up we could cry!
Together we could touch the SKY!
Yeah, kissing is a contact high!


Watch those hands tho...
don't you TRY... O:-)


SoulSurvivor
(C) 8/5/2015

There they are in all their glory!
Poems 'bout food to tell a story...

The sunny side up of a summer day
The yolk is rising to a fried egg whey!

There's plenty of grits
to fill the spoon...
With sizzling stars
and a flapjack MOON!

Pasta hills with pesto grass
Sure to give your hips some sass!

Fresh salmon salad on some greens
You're much more likely to be lean

Sensual fruits delight the eyes
And they're easier on the thighs!

Bread and muffins in a race
With cookies and cream
to stuff your face?

Cleanse the body! Cleanse the soul!
You can break the jello mold!

But I don't know if I can last...

I write about FOOD
whilst I do a FAST!


SoulSurvivor
(C) 8/4/2015

"""@,,,,@""'@,,,,@"""


sing to the King of kings
worship our mighty Lord
maker of everything
mountain to shore

sing of His faithfulness
worship His Holy Name
bow to His countanance
always the same

bring Him a song of hope
bring Him a song of faith
sing Him a song of love
all who have breath

creation speaks aloud
stars have their tales to tell
waves on the distant shores
whisper in shells

all of earth's creatures
cry out their stories
listen and you will hear
God's Glory

they bring Him songs of hope
they bring Him songs of faith
they sing Him songs of love
unto their death

lost ones speak muteness
people without a spark
closed mouths of unbelief
sleep in the dark

Lord, wake the silent ones
open their ears to hear
part lips to cry out loud
with love and fear

let them join in the choir
teach them a new thing
let every mouth proclaim

Christ Jesus King


soulsurvivor
(C) 2/26/2009

---

I have a friend
Who's leather tough
She exposes TRUTH
She knows her stuff!

She's been put through
Living hell
But her voice
Is like a bell

She talks a line
Of what's ahead
If she's dissed
Here's what she sez...

"There are those who fool around
With people's lives
and put them down

Laugh when they see people cry
And have their sport as others die

But you'd better think twice
As you make your bid
You're dealing with me
AND I'M A KING'S KID!

You think that's funny?
It's no joke
You'll see when your plans
Go up in SMOKE...

When the devil comes in
Just like a flood
I overcome with
Jesus' BLOOD

You'd better know
you incurr God's WRATH
When you harrass ME
Better do the MATH...

You don't go after ONE but THREE
You mess with the HOLY TRINITY!

I'm one Bad Baby!
That's no lie
How many times
Have you made me cry?

Yep. That's right. Not even once.
You can TRY but you're a DUNCE!

C'mon! Let's rumble! Cuz I'm game
But you'd best recall my NAME.

Bad Baby. Bad Baby! I'm the ONE
Got you STUMPED! Under the GUN!

Yeah... you'd best not mess with ME!
I'm protected by J.C.!

You know the one they call the CHRIST
He don't PLAY. PAYBACK IS ICE.

All your horses and all your men
Can't put you perps together again!

You had better get off your ride
Because folks you're on the
WRONG SIDE!!!

KINDNESS IS JOY IN AGE OR YOUTH
YOU REAP WHAT YOU SOW

AND THAT'S THE  T R U T H.


SoulSurvivor
(C) 7/31/2015

""""'@,,,,,,,,


branches slough the
skin from the moon to be borne
aloft like leaves... gone


haiku
soulsurvivor
(c) 7/30/2015

The love of God is greater far
Than tounge or pen can ever tell
It goes beyond the highest star
And reaches to the lowest hell

The guilty pair,
bowed down with care
God gave His Son to win
His erring child He reconciled
And pardoned from his sin

When time on earth shall pass away
And worldly thrones
And kingdoms fall
When all men here refuse to pray
On rocks and hills
and mountains call

God's love so sure will yet endure
All measureless and strong
Redeeming Grace to Adam's race
The saint's and angel's song

Were all the oceans with ink filled
And 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 oceans dry
Nor could the scroll
Containthe whole
Though stretched from sky to sky

O love of God, so rich and pure
So measureless and strong
It will forevermore endure
The saint's and angel's song

Partially written by
F.M. Lehman

---

a searing jolt
inside my heart

it was as a rose you
could not resist entering
an errant bee you
flew in

and you kissed
but it was as
a sting

you lost that stinger
in my breast my
love and

i have sent you away

a bee can only sting
once before

it

dies



soulsurvivor
(C) 7/29/2015

---

i feel my view
of the world
in a dark blue bottle
can't break the stone
glass cavity in a
space expanding
leading to
the dreams i
wish to linger
on my eyelids

eyelids closed over
the two orbs so
weary of vision

theres a cloudy
murk of a deep
stoneware
kalidoscope
behind the
lids and i can see
a mesh over
my
eyes

the dreams in
a bottle

come



soulsurvivor
(C) 7/27/2015

---

A nymph of the woodlands Echo ran
With huntress Dianna
With strength of man

Beautiful creatures
The nymphs were
Attracting Zeus, his heart stirred

Echo had a downfall
In her earthly walk
She had the last word
When she talked

Haughty Hera was Zeus's wife
Jealous women will cause strife

She went looking for her man
But clever Echo had a plan...

She drew the goddess to
Her verbal web
Had the last word to whatever said!

A vengeful god her anger licked
When she found that she was tricked

"You always wanted the last word?
Well, my dear, you
WILL BE HEARD.

But evermore you'll have a lack
You'll not start conversing...
YOU'LL ANSWER BACK !!!"

Poor Echo wandered
woodlands fair
In depression and despair

She was deep in love you see
With Narcissus, his great beauty

But she could never talk to him
So she was treated like the wind

Echo with her broken heart
In hills and caves began to haunt

'Til she simply faded away
These places she still haunts today.

As rock and stone she became

Call her, SHE WILL SAY HER NAME.


SoulSurvivor
(C) 7/28/2015

~~~


what do i know
that hasn't been written
the past i throw
the future not given

each syllable speaks
through ancient valleys
through pica peaks
through rain soaked alleys

when i run, my friend
i feel too much
in the world at its end
I'll recall your word's touch

when i read
your thoughts impart
the spaces between you bleed

your ink into my heart



soulsurvivor
(c) 7/26/2015

---

I found this young poet on
another site known to be home
to many trolls. I told him about
Hello Poetry. His poet name is
Brain in a bottle

His poetry is raw and has
Imagery of science fiction,
horror and other elements
which are of a psychological
genre. Not to say people who are
not into this type of poetry won't
like his work. He does write about
other things. He also has a wry,
ironic wit. He's quite talented.

I want to ask you folks to kind
of direct the newbie when you
encounter them. This site can be
very confusing to newbie poets!
I remember!

Take care my dear poet friends.
I'll be reading you!

----

The Superstition mountains
Have a mine, or so it's told
Its canyons echo riches
Many died in search of gold

Four rapacious desperados
Rode hard into its hills
In search of the Lost Dutchman
But it's said that his ghost kills...

They saw an onyx jaguar
Dark as a holocaust
It walked on ahead of them
When they found that
they were LOST

They saw Jacob's Ladder
Wraiths ascending to on high
They walked under as a good sign
But found this was a lie...

They saw a snow white owl
And asked it what to do
It stared at them with golden eyes
And simply answered, "Who?"

They found a wooden box
Carved with foreign runes
They opened It expecting gems
And found Pandora's DOOM

They heard coyotes laughing
As they closed in for the ****
Those bad men found no treasure

no one ever will


The mountains take their toll
As the outlaws will attest
The sky birthed out a Blood Moon
As they rode into the west...

SoulSurvivor
(C) 7/24/2015

~~~

there's a nimbus
'round the clouds
a shadow
casts its curse ~
the light
can create darkness
but never

the reverse


soulsurvivor
(C) 7/24/2015

At the watering hole
the wildabeasts
are gossiping the news
it's somebody's
BIRTHDAY
and he may have the
Blues!

so they all told the
zebras
who in turn told
giraffes
they all told the
elephants
they even told their
calves

pretty soon the whole
Savannah
knew that they must sing!
all the lions and the
bears and every bird
on wing!

so they sent up a chorus
all the grasslands
RANG!
even though it was
raucous
this is what they
sang...

HIPPO, BIRDIE, two EWES!
HIPPO, BIRDIE, two EWES!

HIPPO... BIRDIE
DEAR FRIEND,

HIPPO, BIRDIE, two EWES!

and many BOOOARS...

XD

If you offer Moses porkchops
And Ghandi t-bone steaks
An Amish woman lightbulbs
You have what it takes!

If fish ain't on the menu
For a Catholic's Friday meal
And you fast on a Fat Wednesday
You're the real deal!

If at a Mosque you're dancing
While they're bowing to the east
If you use a salad fork
To eat the main course feast
At Episcopal church functions
Then don't give a dime
At Joel Osteen's mega-church
Man, you're right on time!

Non-religious offenders
Really should unite!
Just do what comes naturally!
Don't give up the fight!

Far from being reverent
Take it one step more!
Diss ol' jolly Santa
While looting big box stores!

But watch the gays and lesbians!
Jokes we won't allow!
Or political gurus and women

For those are sacred cows!


SoulSurvivor
(C) 10/9/2013

Tribute to my childhood hero
Joni Mitchell

The album covers beaten
The player old and worn
The needle barely tracking
From all the scratches borne
Upon the vinyl surfaces
Of albums that were stored
Unlocking wonderous worlds
Of music I adored

I would lie in cloistered darkness
To hear a voice so sweet
There I'd usher in the nighttime
To worship at her feet
Struck by earthy lyrics
But somewhat strange
Unearthly tunes
To trace with disconnected fingers
The most sensitive of wounds

How sad that good songs
Unsung heroes
Like "Morning Morgantown"
Wouldn't live forever
To "buy your dreams a dollar down"

Recall "Big Yellow Taxi"?
You can rest assured I do!
And "Ladies of the Canyon"
And her epic album "Blue"
Most folks recall a song
Entitled "Both Sides Now"
'Bout clouds and love and life
But they do not know
Her poetic expression
Unearthed deep jazzy riffs
Elitism. Hypocrisy.
And "Summer Lawns" that "Hissed"

At the pinnacle of greatness
Her album "Court and Spark"
Will always be a touchstone
For purity in art

A deeply troubled woman
At certain times in life
Loving truely... deeply
In the "Industry" meant strife

A versatile genius
Her lyrics resonate
Fot the very thing that scarred her
Also made her great

---

At times I'd sit and ponder
A self-inflicted crime
But I would postpone the act
To hear her one last time
Her songs touched me so deeply
Places only she could know
With her voice to guide me
I found a place to go
She became my inspiration
My metaphor. My muse.
Joni Mitchell told my heart
To write of its abuse

I aspire to higher standards
A perfection as it were
And should my work be recognized
I owe it all to her.
Though endlessly I search
For perfect sense of art
It's brought on by

INPERFECTION

But a kind and loving heart.

What I saw in her self portrait
Was a humble, gentle face
She was the greatest mentor

a human life could grace


SoulSurvivor
(C) 10/14/2014
Rewritten
(C) 7/17/2015

... on the other side  :P

Money don't grow any greener
The mean streets are getting meaner

Come and get me pretty please
When you find some grow on trees!

Wake up! Smell the Dunkin Donuts!
We're in the Twilight Zone
like robots...

Every cloud is silver lined
Even one that's in your mind

And when you find
fate's shut the door
You'll find a hatchway...

... in the floor!


SoulSurvivor
(C) 7/16/2015

... that's HUGE.

my little dog got a dew claw
hooked in her bottom eyelid.
don't ask me how.
i had a heck of a time
keeping her still...
she was struggling.
when the claw was finally
extracted (i spent 5 minuets
praying. calming her) i found that
i had not pulled it up and
out (unhooking it so to speak)

IT HAD BROKEN OFF
SAVING HER EYE.

i pray for protection for this
beautiful little creature.

GOD HEARD ME. and answered.

♥ Catherine

MY MOM HAS BEEN ILL
AND NOW REQUIRES
MORE CARE... PLEASE
BEAR WITH ME. I CAN'T
READ AS MUCH NOW.
I WILL ♥ BUT WON'T
HAVE TIME TO PUT UP
ON COLLECTIONS OR
COMMENT. I KNOW THAT
YOU UNDERSTAND.

PLEASE SEND GOOD THOUGHTS
AND/OR PRAY FOR US! THANKS!

♥CATHERINE

~~~

i

the words spill
off the page like
water from the edges
of a flat earth

this way be monsters!


ii

curvature and the
intellect comes back 'round
guided by mariners
who know the point of
no return to reason


iii

isn't it ironic
that the sea change
becomes extant at
the point of no return?


soulsurvivor
(C) 7/14/2015

---

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!!!

---

nobody can truly know
another person's trouble

even if they walk the same
path there are different rocks
underfoot.