I will be off site for a while.
I have some things to take care of.
Hopefully they won't take
Too long to sort out.
Thanks for understanding.

Love you all!

Catherine

comes not with
bad grammar
or the stammer
       or misplaced i
it's not the
             its for is not
the stymied thought
                    or the common guy

It comes from
the million dollar word
                           to be heard
a life unspent to pay rent

                                   in a tent
and never asking


                                               WHY


SoulSurvivor
(C) 9/16/2015

---

feral kittens chase about
up trees they run and play
leaving off their hunting
at the dawning of the day

born benieth a neighbor's house
as wild as a bird
just as free, you can see
but they are never heard

just weened they are still playful
as kittens always are
but they have just begun to roam
they will not go far

oops! the pair have seen me
as i sit and pray
crouched down low...
off they GO!
the babes have run away!


:) soulsurvivor
(C) 9/16/2015

---

in a time
of sadness
loneliness and
confusion
i am trapped
inside a
irresistible
prison

*my own body

---

i

blue grey clouds
of crushed
velvet

sunlight
tears
the
seams


ii

embers of
delicate peach
ignite flames
of fuchsia

the orb of
sun burns colors
away to ashes

blown into floes
of white
mare's
tails


iii

tiny bird
settles restless
on the
highest
branch

flits
away


iv

wind
through
the weathered stones
cries then whispers

luring
the children
who lie within our ribs
to break free
and sing
songs
of
play


v

mamalaria
cactus
wears her
wreath
of
pale
lavender
flowers

sings to
her babes
clustered
below

saguaro
listens



soulsurvivor
(C) 9/13/2015

into the world
of shadows
that fantastical
garden
adrift in the
night

underground
in the
ether of
haunts
the boatman
still demands
payment
and
the
river
still

flows

fade
into the other side
of midnight's

nightmare

SS 9/9/2015

~~~

under a glacier
glassine bubbles form
never to find their
fridged way
to the

    surface

where they can
merge joyful
with

    the sky

my mind is

    submerged


my heart can
only see through
a window awash
with rain

always understood
by my flesh
but never


     my *SOUL

---

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

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

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

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

Scorpion with Angel's wings


SoulSurvivor
9/6/201

What was meant to be a good thing
and a unifying factor here at HP
has become a disaster for me
personally. And I guess I must
have hurt feelings which I
absolutely did not intend to do!

The outcome of the Lovefest Contest
received only one like. And that was
from illegitimate no more who won.
I therefore can only conclude that
folks are upset.

I want, therefore, to apologize to the
other contestants of the contest.
Amanda in Scarlet
The Sagest Assuager
Winn
I have sent messages to them
personally as well.

My reasons for choosing the poet
I did I felt to be right. I still do.
The entire reason for the contest
was to encourage young and
new writers. People who may hurt.
To give encouraging support.

But even a good thing can be
misconstrued. I sure didn't want to
"diss" anyone. Once again
I apologize.

I have hereby cancelled
Lovefest Contest 2

♥ Catherine

It was a very tough decision
but I think that it's important
to encourage the people on
site to help each other!


WINNER!

illegitimate no longer!

For the poem
Savory
Dedicated to The Sagest Persuader

I HAVE "LIT" THIS POEM TODAY!

---

CONGRATULATIONS
to Amanda In Scarlett
for her DAILY POEM for 8/30/2015
The Gardener and the Seed
dedicated to Paul M Chafer

---

THANKS TO

The Sagest Assuager
for the poem
The Fourth (incarnation)
dedicated to
illegitimate no longer

Winn for her poem
high road
dedicated to a poet who has
now left Hello Poetry :'(

---

LOVEFEST CHALLENGE 2

I have another challenge!

Please read on the
site search engine
Lovefeat Contest by Soulsurvivor
for the rules

Put #lovefestcontest2 on tags

THANK YOU
and good luck!!!

♥ Catherine

---

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

with your entire HEART.


soulsurvivor
(C) 8/31/2015

---

There are some boyz
Across the street
The kind I wouldn't
Like to meet
They are as tan
As toasted wheat
Their bedrooms prob'ly
Smell like feet

Their pecs are pumped
Their abs are bunched
Eat a half a cow for lunch
I don't know, I have a hunch
They wave goodbye to Cap'n Crunch!

They play bad music
Have loud voices
Use poor vocabulary choices
They are cute, have pretty faces
But couldn't tie their own shoelaces

So long serene nights
With you, my moon
So long peaceful afternoons
They use their yard as a spittoon
I'm gonna just go inside real soon
And pick up the telephone
Call a number that I own

Soon of noise I will be free

I know their landlord you see!


SoulSurvivor
(C) 8/30/2015

---

in a dream i found that
i was inert and all
i could do was
look for the
directions
on my
package of
flash frozen
life...

but i still can't put
myself in the
microwave...

---

is it the forest or the trees
where the real truth lies?
is it in elephant graveyards
where a true heart dies?
and how can sages ask
the wherefores and the whys?

there's only One who measures
the circumference of the skies.


soulsurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
(C) 8/26/2015

based on a song by Bob Dylan

oh, what did you see
my blue eyed son?
oh, what did you see
my darling young one?

i saw an old man
with feet that were bleeding
i saw a young child
with eyes that were pleading
i saw an old frigate
it's sails black and rotten
a man on an island
who's soul was forgotten
a poet in chains, an artist in prison
a fiery phoenix who's newly arisen

and it's a hard... it's a hard...
it's a hard... it's a hard...
it's a hard rain's a'gonna fall

and what did you hear
my blue eyed son?
what did you hear
my darling young one?

a man played a trumpet
through teeth that were broken
i heard the last kind word
that ever was spoken
the tears of a whale
upon a red beach
the flutter of flags
the last truth to be preached
a man a'screamin
a maiden a'mournin
a valley a'drownin
a mountain a'formin

and it's a hard... it's a hard...
it's a hard... it's a hard...
it's a hard rain's a'gonna fall...

so what will you do
my blue eyed son?
oh, what will you do
my darling young one?

i'll throw my arms out
and shake fists at the sky!
i'll never stop asking...
i want to know why!
i'll never forget the man with the lie!
i'll fight the good fight...
and then i will *die!

'cause it's a hard... it's a hard...
it's a hard... it's a hard...

*it's a hard rain's a'gonna fall!

\\♡//@\\♡//@\\♡//

in a field of no regress
in a place of emptiness
in a time of doubt and fear
when you lose someone who's near
when life cuts you to the bone
when you're feeling all alone
knowing that you'll never see
that person who is dear to thee
just remember my sweet child
My presence is there all the while
your life's path may wind and wend
but always know it's not the end
for of pain they're finally free
they are safely here with Me
in My kind and loving arms
free from tears. free from harm
they're just on the other shore
in perfect peace forevermore


♥ Catherine

\\♡//@\\♡//@\\♡//


soulsurvivor
(C) 8/23/2015

---

i'm going to be off the site
there is something I must write

while i may seem to be gone
i won't be able to be on long

don't be saddened. I'm not bereft.
i've not been hurt. I have not left.

there's a story to be conveyed
a friend who has a lot to say

i'm writing series for her right now
i have to research to learn how

my mom is better, which is good
but I'm still caregiving as i should

i've been in a sort of daze
because i've been off site for days

talking with people on the phone
doing all the work alone

I'm writing this post as i am
don't want to be the source of spam

i just want to let you know
'cause some folks felt the need to go

but I'm not under troll attack
i'll be gone *but i'll be back

~~~^♡^~~~

RULES:
Create a write which blesses
another poet. One on one.
Select a poet who you have
never written about before.
An "unknown" as it were.
Someone new or someone
who's been hurt here.
They don't have to be
on site currently.
It can be any style or length.
NO SPAM PLEASE!
It must be a sincere writing
to bless them.

Simply put "#lovefest-contest"
under tags at the very bottom
of the screen where you have
written your poetry.

PRIZE!
On the third of September I will
review the entries under the
#lovefest-contest heading. THEY
MUST BE UNDER THIS HEADING.
The winning entry will SHINE!

I WILL LIGHT IT UP!

This means that it will automatically
TREND.

I'M PUTTING MY MONEY WHERE MY
MOUTH IS! All entries will be reposted by me on my site and
placed on 3 collections.

ANY QUESTIONS COMMENT
HERE OR CONTACT ME VIA
THE SITE MESSAGE SYSTEM

REMEMBER TO CHOOSE SOMEONE
WHO DOESN'T OFTEN GET WRITTEN
ABOUT. SOMEONE HURTING. OR
SOMEONE NEW.

*THANK YOU AND GOOD LUCK!

---


the Man
sat crosslegged
on a mat of
green reeds

the woman
gulped and
wept as she
broke the
beautiful bottle
and poured out the
oil of spikenard
(worth a year's wages)
onto the head
of the Man

grumbling from
the thief as he
saw the chance
for his fortune
running
down
the
beard
of
the
Man
he
valued
less
than
dust

but i set
these words
down in
rememberance
of this deed

for her

she valued Him
more than
her most prized
possession

more than her
own temple of flesh
she had perfumed

and so
she
prepared
the
Man
for
leaving
His
own.



in DEATH


soulsurvivor
(C) 8/17/2015

~~<♡>~~

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