someone tried to
break in to our house
last night.

the lock inside
wasn't working,
so I braced a two by four
under the **** of the door.

that probably saved our lives.

I don't know what made
me think to do that.

maybe God does...

--#--#--


Our iniquities and theirs
are different...

but not any better.


soulsurvivor
2/7/2015

---


I have a backlog of reading...

I now have time to read...

I really want to read...



*MY PHONE IS MESSING UP!!!

in another room of black
in another face and form
in another poem, alack!

in another star my fate
in another state i'm lain
in another place of late
in another trial, pain.

yet there is nothing less than joy
there is nothing more than hope
another poem will i employ
to help another bard to cope.

nothing less than providence
nothing less than His design
nothing more and i'm convinced
nothing more... that He is mine.

... to say you're

S O R R Y

even if you

*REALLY ARE?

~~《♡》~~

may your penship be worthy
may your heart be bold
may the parchment that beckons
be edged with pure gold.

may your sails be caught
by a breeze off the sea
may the coasts where you sail
be nations free.

may your mast be lofty
a pen full of might
may your skies be scarlet
only at night

may your stars be bright
as you sail where you will
may ink flow like a river
from an angel's quill.

may dimensions make music
may your muse scream
may you dream your life

may you live your dream.

~~《♡》~~

soulsurvivor
2/3/2015

~~~


i hide
behind my eyes
my eyes
behind my
lashes

the wave
of tears
upon fingers
washes

windows
close
behind their
sashes

upon
the glass
the water
crashes

sobbing
breath
heaves and
catches

my heart
will batten
down
the
hatches


soulsurvivor

I believe my account has been

HACKED.

I am not computer literate
so will need help setting up a new
Email and account.

Please disregard any posting
or communication from
SoulSurvivor until further notice.

*Thanks.

~~~^♥^~~~

sidewalks were a rainbow
butterflies were grey
the sun was filled with darkness
the moon lit up the day...

the seas were full of concrete
buildings made of salt
right was always welcome
wrong was still a fault...

birds flew away backwards
roots grew up like trees
leaves and flowers never wilted
frogs swirrled in the breeze...

the rich lived in the hedgerows
poor people in a manor
war was never thought of
the white flag was a banner...

but I've never seen
these things before
nor tasted salty wine
'til i drank on my own tears
and knew you were not mine...

when these strange occurrences
are there for all to see
then i will receive your love
and you'll come back to me.


soulsurvivor
(c) january 26, 2015

~~~


Sometimes it is
a cup of hot cocoa...

... or the lipstick on the cup!

it was as though the language
of stars was translated to me.
i realized my past was not

my destination.

(how can you see your path
when you always look behind you?)

~~~

a drop of rain upon a leaf
our lives flow slowly down
so amaphorous and brief
we make our way to ground
as we hang on to the end
of the blade we've found
we cannot on this place depend
so slip off without a sound

~~~

the blade of grass we clung to
hears the soft refrain
of the drip, it's music
it's leaf could not sustain
but it can't feel sorry
for the soil needs the rain.


soulsurvivor aka
write of passage aka
invisible inc
(c) january 23, 2015

~~~

I pray this every morning.
And with every ♥ I put on your
Site I ask God to remember this
Prayer for you.

Creator Father,

Jehovah Rohi ~ our Shepherd

Jehovah Nissi ~ our banner

Jehovah Rophe ~ our healer

Jehovah Jireh ~ our provider

Jehovah Shalom ~ our peace

Jehovah Shammah ~ our ever present help in times of trouble

Jehovah Tsidkenu ~ our righteousness

Jehovah M'Kaddesh ~ our sanctification

God in all your manifestations
Be with my friends today.

Give them
emotional
mental
physical
spiritual
relational (interpersonal)
marital
******
financial
educational
employmental­
creative

healing, growth and restoration.
Make every aspect of their humanity
WHOLE. HEALED. DELIVERED.

Let no weapon formed against them
prosper as it says in Isaiah 54:17

Let all who look upon them
do so with favor.

Place warring angels all around
them to protect them.

Put your loving arms around them
and bring them hope.

In Jesus Christ's Name I pray,

*AMEN

You know you are in love when

You go out for a great meal and nothing
On the menu appeals more than
His/her lips...

You are kissing him/her and
A tiger comes up to lick your
Hand (tasting?) and you don't
Even notice...

The thought of him/her
Sends a thrill through your
Entire body...

When you are around your
Other friends they tease you for
Being a bore because all you
Talk about is him/her...

You see him/her across the street
And rush headlong into
Oncoming traffic...

The mustache on her lip
Only serves to make you want
To kiss her MORE!

You love to run your fingers
Through his hair...
Even though he has more
On his BACK than on
His head!

It's been 20 years and the above
Is still true!

~~~~



Sometimes life deals you berries,
And man, you have it made!
But sometimes you get lemons,
And must make lemonade...

I've been through a valley
Where seeds were there to sow,
Mountains are magestic,
But the valley's where you grow.


SoulSurvivor

2 am and i can't sleep
wide awake too tired to weep
funny how feelings
can make you weak
it's a long road, rough and steep
just hope i find the peace i seek.

people are so sweet and kind
if only they could help unwind
the tortured ropes within my mind
could help me break
the chains that bind
only God can help me find
bless'd release from this
pain which grinds

carrying a sack of stones
is no weight to bear alone
it will break my very bones
i want to cry, but will not groan
what I must do is clearly shown
i must be humble and atone.

i've got a message to be spread
been writing vanity instead
when all is done, all is said
when pretense is finally shed
is it truth or lies i've fed
my fire, in truth, is almost dead.

try and understand, my friends
no matter what the current trends
this path we're on
has trech'rous bends
the broad way winds
the narrow wends
but all paths DO have their END.

though i have been torn apart
it is time for a new start
strength comes from
the peaceful heart...


(c) soulsurvivor

On his mighty mountain
Jove reigned with his queen
Never questioned
Never held in check
Such riches never seen!

With mount Olympus as his home
Far above the throng
He could do just as he pleased
No, he was never wrong!

Then a fair nymph maiden
Caught Jove's roving eye
Hera was out shopping
He saw the maid go by...

Making his advances
He found that he was spurned!
No matter how he postured
Her head was never turned!

"Oh Jupiter!" She laughed aloud
"You bloated moon, you knave!
I'd rather love a he-goat
For all the gifts you gave!

You have no tact. No honor.
You plurocratic fool!
You pick your teeth with
Poor men's bones
Using wealth as tool!

Go on then! Arrest me!
Force me... if you dare...
But I know Hera's servants
The one's who do her hair!"

Jupiter was stymied
He knew just what this meant.
Hera'd throw a fit for sure!
So he had to relent.

But he cursed the nymph-maid
With great poverty.
But dissing him was such a joy

She'd do the same for FREE!


(C) SoulSurvivor

~~~

black birds cluster in
barren winter trees like leaves...
... caw loquaciously

lone dove on far branch
shivers in the frigid wind
then she flies away

she goes far beyond
the subtle pink sunrise to
a place of summer


(c) soulsurvivor

music lives
music breathes
music loves
music grieves

music courts
music shouts
music wins
music pouts

music grows
music clings
music clicks
music rings

music sings
music sighs
music weeps
music dies

humans
expressing
love
laughter
opinions

p­athos
onriness
excitement
tragedy
rhyme

Y**OUR­SELVES!

~~~

Tonight I read a poet's work
I didn't like a bit!
But he didn't seem to be the sort
To have such a poem writ...

I commented and asked him
Why he wrote the piece
It was so dark and evil
Not like him in the least!

I made an educated guess
That he wrote the ****
To see if people'd "like" it
Because they didn't READ!

I got an answer right away
It was a sad affair
He had done as I had guessed
And planted that work there!

I must admit I sometimes feel
Like "glossing" through a work
Then I think of the time you spend
And feel like a ****...

People PLEASE! Remember!
Make this judgement call
If you can't spend the time to read

... then do not read at all!


♥ SoulSurvivor

I'm back on site. But I don't
Have a lot of time. Please forgive
If I don't actually put comments
Etc on the poetry I read.
I will be inspired to put ♥s
On the work...

Thanks!
♥ Catherine