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5.2k · Jul 2015
rocks
SøułSurvivør Jul 2015
---

nobody can truly know
another person's trouble

even if they walk the same
path there are different rocks
underfoot.
5.1k · May 2015
The Train
SøułSurvivør May 2015
---

Will somebody please
Slow down the train
It's going through hills
And rough terrain

I tried to be the engineer
But that didn't work
This much is clear

I can't run, I can't roam
I can't DO LIFE ON MY OWN.

I'm on a ride that I can't bear
Filled with loneliness... despair

Not knowing how, which way to turn
I will go the way I've learned.

I won't harbor hatred in my heart
I know my love and I must part

But I don't think of him as bad
We've broken up, and that is sad

But I want my family
here on this site
Know that lately
I haven't been right...

My mind is distraught
And overwrought
I can hardly follow
My train of thought

Please forgive me
I'm slipping my gears
I'm haunted by fears
Have counted years

I'm sure sorry this affects you
It seems like I'm untrue

I want all poets here on HP
To very kindly PRAY FOR ME.

SEND GOOD THOUGHTS
In your own way.

I will also be in prayer

For I have now met The Engineer


SoulSURVIVOR
5/4/2015
Because of a broken heart
My brain has been affected
Some people here know that
I am mentally handicapped.
I am dealing with a brain dysfunction
And stress causes me to disassociate

I was severely damaged as a child
I don't use this as an excuse
But as an explanation

I never know from one day to the next what my mood or even my
Personality will be.

I have friends who I have not
Talked to in a while here
I APOLOGIZE

I DO LOVE YOU ALL !!!!!!

--
5.0k · Nov 2014
Jupiter Falling
SøułSurvivør Nov 2014
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
I guess some people just
Can't be bought... hehe...
5.0k · May 2015
Grandpa's Hands
SøułSurvivør May 2015
~~~

My memory of grandpa
Was that his hands were red
Showing me some pictures
A kid's book before bed.

The bones were raw and gnarled
The sinews looked all sore
The skin was thickly callused
Spotted, lined and scored.

They showed wear and tear
They echoed his toil
Grandpa was a farmer
A tiller of the soil.

Grandpa couldn't read
But we could laugh and look
His hands delicately turning
The pages of a book.


SoulSurvivor
(C) 5/12/2015
This is one of my favorite memories.

~~~
4.9k · Jun 2015
The Repost Rabbit Hole
SøułSurvivør Jun 2015
A Hello Poetry song*

I came on the site today
To see what I could see
I wasn't quite sure how I felt
A bit depressed and wee

I went through my poetfriends
Find someone who could help
Read something uplifting
To reboot myself

I looked at a poet
Who reposts other's ink
And sure enough, I found some stuff
The whole kitchen sink!

I went down the repost rabbit hole
Just to have a look
Down the repost rabbit hole
To read some people's work
Down the repost rabbit hole
To find a different way
Down the repost rabbit hole
I learn more each day!

I'm quite sure you've been there
Looking for someone who
Has ♥'d one of your poems
And found someone NEW!

If you love adventure
And like to be free
Come down the repost rabbit hole
Yes, come along with me!

I'm down the repost rabbit hole
Where it never ends
Down the repost rabbit hole
Finding my new friends
Down the repost rabbit hole
I'm no longer blue
Down the repost rabbit hole

My next friend is YOU!
I even have music in my mind
for this! But most people out there
would not understand it!
SøułSurvivør Sep 2014
In the annals of New York City
An amazing hero is acclaimed,
Known as "The man in the red bandana"
Welles Remy Crowther was his name.

Born in Nineteen seventy seven,
This New Yorker, born and bred,
Could have escaped death's destruction,
But chose to rescue folks instead.

All his life he cared for people,
Loved his family, kept them dear,
But on that day of 9/11
His higher purpose became clear.

An Honor Student, Lacrosse player,
Former fire fighter, too,
When explosions rocked the building,
Welles knew what he must do.

Rescuing with calm authority,
Directing people toward the doors,
He found a woman so disabled
He carried her to the 61st floor.

In the end, before death took him,
Twelve people were brought out, saved.
No one knows where Welles is buried
In his 9/11 grave.

Later, when his mother told
Of the red bandana Welles had,
The survivors saw his picture,
And knew Welles was the brave lad.

Only 26 years old,
Welles Crowther manned up in strife,
That young man is New York's hero...

... for twelve gave HIS VERY LIFE.


Soul Survivor
Catherine Jarvis
(C) September 11, 2014
13th anniversary of 9/11
Welles Remy Crowther
1977 - 2001
R.I.P.
4.8k · Mar 2015
phoenix
SøułSurvivør Mar 2015
^¡^

/\^/\/\^^/\^^/\/\


like a wraith your smoke doth rise
into sulphur yellow skies
a fiery raptor... awesome sized
where the sultry brimstone lies.

from the ash... so grey and dry
erupting with a piercing cry
as volcanoes steam and sigh
dancing on the sparks you fly!

the devil mounts your back to ride
over molten rivers wide
his golden spurs dig in your side
on the thermals... up you glide!

then you turn and make a dive
into the flames
where you may thrive
born of fire you survive
you were dead...

but now ALIVE!!!


soulsurvivor
(c) 2014
rewritten
(c) 3-17-2015
^/\/\^^/\/\/\^^
4.7k · Mar 2014
Galaxy
SøułSurvivør Mar 2014
There are
a billion stars
behind
my
eyes

I weep them
one

by

one

*
.
10W
Soul Survivor

They are actually tears of joy.
Not relevant to present
Circumstances
Must be God!
4.6k · Sep 2016
Desert Survival!
SøułSurvivør Sep 2016
The desert is a killer
An unforgiving foe
Be careful how you handle her
Take things very slow
If you are lost in her confines
Be careful where you go
It is best to hunker down
If you're in the know

Your enemy is water loss
Long sleeves are a must
Head cover is primary
A wide brim you can trust

Cover every inch of skin
Cover up your mouth
Do not expend your energy
Go north instead of south

North of cliffs you hide from sun
It's the sun that kills
Stay where you are... IMPORTANT!
Unless you have good skills

You can find water sometimes
By following the birds
Deer and other animals
This is what I've heard

Pile stones in cairns
Make arrows from sticks
Showing your direction
So rescuers find it

Always move at night
The temperature will plummet
Sometimes it gets very cold
And people do die from it

It is best to wear light clothing
Conserve body water, dont sweat much
The desert rats drink often
But do not eat their lunch
It is best not to eat it all
Or eat cactus fruit and such
It contains good water
But don't eat a lot. Don't munch.

water, Water, WATER!
Drink this at all costs!
Find shelter from the sun
If you do get lost

Going to the high ground
So you can see the land
Finding habitation
Of folks living in sand

Carry maps when possible
Carry Bowie knives
If you wear thick glasses
A fire could save lives!

Make a fire in the desert
Create light and smoke
Magnify the burning sun
With the glasses of which I spoke

Hand sanitizer can be a help
In starting any flame
Put lots of stuff creating smoke
Getting helps the game!

But stay out of the fire's heat
Unless you're very cold
Always conserve water
It is liquid gold!

Carry a Camelbak
A backpack with a tube
To drink the water easily
These are often used

Travel light! Important!
Conserve your energy
So you don't lose water
Analyze your ***

If it is light like lemonade
You're probably ok
If it's very dark
You'll need water that day

Keep your head, don't panic
It's best to keep your cool
You can think! You have a mind!
These tips are simply tools

There are other tips
To Google in your strife
Carrying a cell phone
Could just save your life!



SoulSurvivor
(C) 9/18/2016
Carry and drink lots of water. Even for short hikes. Get under to stay cool. Deep shade is your friend. Look for cottonwoods and other large trees. Any tree that needs a lot of water. But don't assume all water is potable. Be very careful what you drink. If you ***** or get diarrhea you will lose water. Yelling out will not help. You will lose water through your mouth. Cover it and breathe through your nose. There are other ways to start a fire. Look those up on the internet. Be prepared!

Every year people are found in the desert. Dead because they did not prepare. Know your enemy. The desert can be a deadly foe! You have a friend in God. *PRAY!*



I am so sorry that I can't read or respond to commentary! I will endeavor to do that today. Thanks for understanding!

I hope this read was enjoyable and informative. Take care!

-
4.6k · Apr 2015
golden eye
SøułSurvivør Apr 2015
---<¤>---

where's
the eye myopic?
where's the eye that weeps?
where is the heart that spendeth
long before it recieves?

all you see is glitter
zirconium... fool's gold
you spend your life acquiring
and soon your soul is sold

all your plans are wasted
they unravel and unwind
as the eye atop the pyramid

the golden eye is blind


soulsurvivor
4/5/2015


---<¤>---
4.5k · May 2015
Vampire VS Valkyrie
SøułSurvivør May 2015
---

Once upon a time
In a land so far away
There was a wretched kingdom
Were a vampire held sway

He was very ancient
Handsome as a knave
Dressed in black and silken garb
Was said to be quite brave

But such a cruel creature
He devoured the towns
The soldiers were all petrified
Would not defend the crown

So the King of the castle
Searched both far and wide
For mighty men of valor
To defend the countryside

Finally up north
He found a daring band
Of golden headed Vikings
To defend his failing land

The company of Norsemen
Could not be laidback
They rallied their army
And decided to attack!

They put no garlic round their necks
No ash stakes did they carry
They knew not the vampire ways
And so they were not wary

But oh! What valiant men!
They made quite a sight!
Scaling the vampiric castle walls -
IN THE DEAD OF NIGHT!

The vampire, Vlad the terrible,
Made a crimson flood
Destroyed every one of them
And feasted on their blood!

It was before morning
The darkest witching hour
Vlad finished dispatching them
His countenance was dour

Then a light came streaking
From the pitch black sky -
It was a Valkyrie!
She made a fearsome cry!

"You! Vlad the terrible!"
The ghoul looked up, aghast!
"You feasted on my Norsemen -
But I am here at LAST!!!"

The mighty female warrior
Shook back her golden mane
"You've killed many villagers
But won't do it AGAIN!!!"

The brilliant armored woman
Faced off the evil lord
He laughed, "You cannot slay me!
No! Not with that sword!"

"And for all your armor
What do you suppose?
Your sweet delicious throat
Is slender... and EXPOSED!!!

The Valkyrie laughed
She threw back her hair
She let fly her sword
It scissored through the air!!!

The dreaded Vlad was impaled
But NOT through his chest
Through his very garments
The great sword came to rest

To a TREE the monster stuck
Like a fly caught with a pin
He could not free himself!
And he saw the rising SUN!!!

He struggled against his cape
He'd have none of THAT!
But Vlad could not break the sword
So he became a bat!

Up he flew to escape his fate
But a ray of sun broke through
With an arc he burnt to spark
IT DESTROYED VLAD AS HE FLEW!!!

The Valkyrie, triumphant,
Cried out, "it is I!!!
For when there is a battle,
I decide who lives and dies!!!

I decide the outcome!
Tis not by happenstance...
Won't see you in Valhalla
You never had a chance!!!

So ended the battle
The Valkyrie WON.
The outcome was decided...

...Before it was begun!!!


SoulSurvivor
5/6/2015
In Norse legand Valkyrie's decide
Who lives and dies in battle.

Inspired by The Masked Pimpernel,
From his poem entitled "Bloodbath"
4.5k · Sep 2016
How Glorious Thou Art
SøułSurvivør Sep 2016
Sung to the melody of
"Be Thou My Vision"*

O King of heaven
How Glorious Thou Art
Lord of my spirit
O Lord of my heart
You're ever gracious
You're my victory
I was in darkness
But in You I see

Father O Father
Your creation I love
You painted the sunsets
Made heaven above
I will sing praise to you
All the day long
I am your nightingale
You are my song

O gentle Savior
You're awesomely wise
Show me your people
You are my heart's eyes
Give me compassion
Your mercy to all
Give me Your voice
To lost souls I call

O Holy Spirit
Come rain on me now
Fill me with blessings
Your river to flow
Give me the wisdom
To honor what's right
Let me be salt
O let me be light

I am but ashes
My works are but rust
You've made me precious
Tho I am but dust
You are my Father
My Lover, my Friend
You are my righteousness
World without end


SoulSurvivor
(C) 9/16/2016
I wrote these lyrics based on this hymn:

"Be Thou My Vision"
Sung by Selah
https://youtu.be/UKByTfiHOFE

I was singing to the Lord this morning and I came to this song. It moved me to tears. I had to write. I wasn't going to post today, but felt led of the Lord to write this. I hope you enjoy it.

I've dedicated this poem to Becky Ramsey for her enjoyment over Thanksgiving, Christmas and the New Year... Blessings!

Thank you and God bless!

~~~♡~~~
4.4k · May 2015
cosmic joke
SøułSurvivør May 2015
---

did you hear about
about the
dyslexic
insomniac
believer
?

he stayed up all night
trying to
convert a
STOIC NAG
!!!


soulsurvivor
(C) 5/26/2015
AGNOSTIC
(get it?)

Other variables
Tonic gas
Sinc toga
So can ***
goin cats
Cans o ***...
4.4k · Feb 2016
Stradivarius
SøułSurvivør Feb 2016
¤==()()

in the birdsong and the wind
God plays his violin!



[10W]
SoulSurvivor
(C) 2/29/2016
Happy leap year everyone!
I am feeling much better! In fact I have a part time job with my family! So I won't be able to be on site as much as I used to be. Please understand I love you all. But I really need this job. Wish me luck!

¤==()()
4.4k · Oct 2017
The Tears of a Rose
SøułSurvivør Oct 2017
~~<@>~~

The tears of a rose
Will soak and stain
They're from her heart
They're stored up rain

They come from heaven
To flow down thorns
They sing in screams
From her lips torn

They can be acid
To burn the bloom
They can be crystal
Reflecting moons

The rose will open
In dead of night
The tears from petals
Refract the light

They cascade down
Drop from the leaves
For her soul
She sits and grieves

For her soul
The drops fall down
They feed her roots
Under the ground

They bring her back
The legend goes
There's healing in

Tears of a rose


SøułSurvivør
(C) 10/3/2017
I was talking to a friend this evening. Praying with her. She just endured a tremendous life setback. Said she couldn't stop crying. This metaphor came to my mind. This poem is for my dear friend. It is my sincerest hope that it brings healing.

I'm really sorry i haven't been reading. I have excellent reasons, of which some of you are aware. I just don't want you to think that I don't care. I do. I just have a lot on my plate. Thanks for understanding.

♡♡ LOVE YOU ALL! ♡♡
4.4k · Mar 2015
flash!
SøułSurvivør Mar 2015
~~~^♡^~~~

a flash of red
in verdant trees
a cardinal!
bright
within its leaves!

the telltale call
and flirt of tail
announces love
in the plain
female!

gentle nature
touches the pair
to bless my
heart

yes!

spring
is
HERE!!!


~~~^♡^~~~
soulsurvivor
(c) 3-18-2014

a perfect day in Tucson Arizona!
4.4k · Jan 2016
melanin rags
SøułSurvivør Jan 2016
once worn with pride
eat the wearer
up inside

they have wrinkles
lines of care
but a person isn't
what they wear

wether pink
or brownish lace
wether russet...
freckled face

wether taupe or
still ecru
wether me
or wether you

we all wear colors
on our bones
it matters not
their depth of tone!

let's take the rags
and by God's grace
make a quilt
of Jesus' FACE!

instead of hate
and wishing harm
this manifold quilt
will keep us warm!

wether you're
old aged or a youth
you're part of the quilt

and that's the TRUTH.


SoulSurvivor
(C) 1/8/2016
I'm feeling better now, due to
YOUR PRAYERS AND GOOD WISHES.

THANK YOU!

If you can, Google D.C. Talk's song
"Colored People" on YouTube.
It's well worth a listen!

~~~<♡>~~~
4.2k · Jun 2015
Who Murdered Sonny Bono?
SøułSurvivør Jun 2015
---

On February 15
a congressman
went out for to ski
never did return that day
he died "hitting a tree"

There was much
blunt force trauma
to the front of his head
elect of California legislature
now Sonny Bono's DEAD


- CHORUS -
Who murdered Sonny Bono?
How did that man die?
Was it all a "ski accident"
or is that just a lie?

Did he have information
of government high ups?
Laundering money for
drugs and guns
doin' things corrupt?

There is an old story
and you know it's true
The Kennedy's were
conspired against
and now Sonny, too.

---

Blunt force trauma
to the skull
but no broken ribs or knees
and no counter coup
to the brain
you don't need an MD

No coroner to tell you
somethin's fishy there
and the back of Sonny's jacket
had a tell tale tear

- CHORUS -

You won't see this on TV
It won't be in the news
all the links have been shut down
They have too much to loose

There's only one who's
brave enough
to convey this, you see
and he has had
attempts on his life
for telling you and me

- CHORUS -
I talked to Bob Fletcher
The man who gave Sonny Bono
all the evidence he needed
to create a scandal that would
make Iran/Contra look
like a mosquito bite.

For the whole story go to
http://www.dcdave.com/article 5/080406.htm

Congressman Sonny Bono
1935 - 1998
May he rest in peace
4.2k · Jun 2015
King Midas' Daughter
SøułSurvivør Jun 2015
~~~<♡>~~~

Here's a tale of
woe and love
a ballad soft and low
it shows how greed
can rise above
and how far it will go

King Midas had a
wonderous gift
turned everything he touched
into gold, an alchemy shift
he wanted wealth so much

But he loved his daughter
more than that
she, a maid so bold
she ran to him
where he then sat
and became solid gold

Thus ends the tale of avarice
Midas had the world
but would have
lost all in a trice

to save
his little girl


SoulSurvivor
(C) 6/2/2015
Never know what you got
till it's gone

~~~<♡>~~~
4.2k · Dec 2015
egg
SøułSurvivør Dec 2015
egg
inspired by
Lidi Minuet
and her poem
"HATCH"


I found an egg of crystal
it had a little crack
though beautiful as opals
integrity it lacked

I asked the Lord to help me
"whatever should I do?"
He told me to go and plant it
when the day was new

and so I looked for soil
but no soft could be found
so I planted my wee egg
in hard, forbidding
ground

I watered it with tears
for others suffering lack
and after a little while
the ground
began to
crack!

a tentative green sprout
pushed up its tender head
it grew up from the rocky ground
I had thought so dead!

I continued watering
I knew naught else to do
and a tulip flower appeared
the lightest
eggshell blue!

I watered then in earnest!
I wanted for to see
that flower strong and healthy
and what it'd bloom to be!

slowly the petals opened
and lo! there fast emerged
a'singing and a'fluttering
a little crystal bird!

out of the light blue flower
the creature dipped and soared
it was then I realized
my hope had been restored!

flying 'round my head
its feathers sent off light
as brilliant as a diamond
shattering the night

it was only then I realized
as the darkness fell apart
the soil was life's hardships
and the
egg
had been my

HEART**


SoulSurvivor
(C) 12/17/2015
I know every trouble i experience
now is nothing compared
to the joy of God.

I must remember that
JOY
is
J esus
O thers
    Y ourself

In just that order.

PLEASE
repost this piece if you will
I'm proud of it
it has a great message l think
people should read!

~~~<♡>~~~
4.1k · Sep 2016
shadows of the moon
SøułSurvivør Sep 2016
~~<○>~~

shadows shed by moonlight
through the plants entwined
creating their own patterns
weaving their designs

blues and purples shimmering
the subtle shades of grey
the lovely dearth of color
unmatched by light of day!

they create a tapestry
of mystery on their looms
the woof and warp of dreamers

the shadows of the moon

~~<○>~~


SoulSurvivor
(C) 9/11/2016
I had a lovely time reading tonight. I wish I could read longer... My time is so limited and precious! I want to read you all! But it is almost midnight here, and I must be going to sleep soon.

HAVE A BEAUTIFUL NIGHT!
HAVE A BEAUTIFUL DAY!
Wherever you are in the world!

~~<○>~~
4.0k · Aug 2015
ballet dancer
SøułSurvivør Aug 2015
♡><♡><♡

on bare boards
the glit'ring gause
graceful gesture found
an arabesque
an aching pause
apropos to concert sound

lithe lustrous girl
scarce woman grown
pours out her beating heart
to stretch with every
muscle owned
in pain for love of art

pure grace she is
just as a swan
soft white and deepest black
she sways and lilts
her own will gone
on point with arch of back

a strong male
who leaps and soars
stately carriage bounds
to show his love
unto his core
and sweep her
from the ground

no person in
the world knows
the dancer's struggle, care
they only see talent bestowed
as he lifts her in the air

the grueling practice
hour on hour
the hardship and the strain
taxing body til it's empowered
the tutelage of brain

hour on hour
same movement learned
feet bound until deformed
to ache, oh yes, to hurt and burn
'til she has perfect form

but all this pain
which we don't see
is never all for naught
for the roses she will be
for the applause
she's fraught

for when this girl
is on the stage
she will, as a swan, fly
and with great grace
she'll turn the page
and then, as woman

die


soulsurvivor
(C) 8/1/2015
The swan Odette is under
An evil spell
For love of her Siegfried
tries to **** the magician Rothbart
with a crossbow. But the arrow
strikes Odette instead
She dies as a woman
In his arms.
Carrying her he drowns
himself in the lake

But all this tragedy is not for nothing
Odette's maidens are freed
from Rothbart's curse
and are forever changed.

♡><♡><♡
4.0k · Jun 2015
strong?
SøułSurvivør Jun 2015
---
if that which does not **** you
makes you stronger
I must have been
meant to be

Ms Olympic Bodybuilder
of the Millennium!
I'm really not that strong
But God must think that I am!

-
SøułSurvivør Jul 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
Inspired by Wolf Spirit's
"stop and smell the what?"

and a nod to Erma Bombeck
"The grass is always greener
over the septic tank"

---
3.9k · Aug 2015
moonlight mystery
SøułSurvivør Aug 2015
~~~<¤>~~~

through
lichen clouds
and lace of leaves
moonlight wanders
wends and weaves

a cowl'd orb
a saintly pearl
a poem rewritten
by the world

a swooning dove
a gentle face
in loving here
there's no disgrace

brings She out
her mystery still
floating effortless
at will

how oft does She
rehearse the game
in many phases
do the same

in Her embrace
sweet dreams are free
unbound by

moonlight mystery


soulsurvivor
(C) 8/29/2015
there's an artist moon tonight
MAGNIFICENT

~~~<¤>~~~
3.9k · Aug 2019
Peacock Tales
SøułSurvivør Aug 2019
Once there was a jungle
Every creature great & small
Was given special gifts there
God, he gave them ALL.

He gave monkeys humor
He gave gazelles grace
But the peacock was quite special
He gave HIM the fairest face!

Now, as with all great blessings
This one had a curse
The peacock... quite spectacular!
But he had an ugly VOICE!

Peacock screeched displeasure!
He spread his tail... and then...
He saw his greatest curse of all
His VERY plain PEAHEN!!
Another poem to go with the illustration done by my friend Steve. A beautiful drawing!
3.8k · Aug 2015
poetic excellence
SøułSurvivør Aug 2015
~~~


one can strive for greatness
in the field of dreams
in medicine or business
in law for what it seems

academic achievement
reqires work and time
one can garner laurels
and be in their prime

but to find true excellence
in poetry as art
it won't be found in dusty tomes
it must be in your

HEART


soulsurvivor
(C) 8/15/2015
Art should never be strained
Either it comes from a place of
meaning for the artist
and invokes emotional impact
or it is just another business
3.8k · Aug 2015
humis
SøułSurvivør Aug 2015
i'd rather be the
SOIL
that helps others
GROW
than a

ROSE WITHOUT FRAGRANCE**


soulsurvivor
(C) 8/31/2015
May I always remember
that I am only

CLAY

---
3.8k · Mar 2015
Fur Elise
SøułSurvivør Mar 2015
~~~<@>~~~

his piano
speaks of longing
a few notes in minor key
they tell in perfect
lines belonging
to the fingers

only thee

~~~<@>~~~

soulsurvivor
(c) 2014
rewritten
(c) 3-16-2015
Fur Elise
Beethoven
One of the most beautiful
songs ever written.

I used to know how to
play this piece.
I should get the music out
and relearn.

~~~<@>~~~
3.8k · Jul 2015
dustdevil
SøułSurvivør Jul 2015
///


ironclad clouds
rain rust
roiling
on streets timorous
tired and torporous
turgid with wetness

windblown
fowl run afoul of
flights of fliers
a monsoon storm in the
desert southwest is an awesome
force. papers are sometimes carried
up into the thermals to be deposited
torn to shreds many miles away
3.7k · Nov 2014
overwhelmed [10W]
SøułSurvivør Nov 2014
~~~


emotional expression
of so many
plus
supersensitivity
equals
overwhelm

*(help!)
It's been a very emotional
Day on site and off.

I am empathetic
And I feel other's pain

I have trouble with
Setting boundaries
3.7k · Jun 2015
inca dove
SøułSurvivør Jun 2015
~~~^¡^~~~


she comes for water
from the wild
dove of desert
nature's child

she of sweetness
plumage neat
buff and ecru
to my feet

she is pure
sleek of line
her's perfection
in design

she's so close
I see her eyes
she's not afraid
of my great size

curious
she looks at me
a wild thing
completely free

what have her
ancients
done and seen?
Manchu Pichu
Inca kings?

missionaries
born in Spain
conquistadors
who've
come for gain

****** men
so brutal, bold
slaughter natives
for their gold

****** in "marriage"
Aztec queens
so now their
bloodlines
are rarely seen

i think on this
Oh! Poorest love!
so much like them
my

Inca dove


soulsurvivor
(C) 6/14/2015
I was so touched by
this beautiful creature

she was shy at first
then came right to my feet

We leave water out for the
desert animals
and she is familiar with me now
so she gets really close

Much as the trusting natives
of these continents
came to the Spanish
They were slaughtered.
And could not even keep their own
bloodlines.

Fortunately for the little dove
I am gentle
But this is a lesson
BE CAREFUL WHO YOU TRUST

~~~^¡^~~~
3.7k · Jun 2015
gold dust
SøułSurvivør Jun 2015
four letter word challenge*

beat that gong
toll that bell
bent into song
sent to hell

hips have push
sigh over hour
lips live lush
lies gone sour

hand over fist
**** your eyes
cold hard cash
**** your lies

girl into gold
gold into rust
girl, once sold

turn into dust*


soulsurvivor
8/12/2014
Make a poem with
four letter words only
Post on #four-letter-word

Gold Dust Woman
Fleetwood Mac
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YPEGvEttx0w

---
3.6k · May 2015
fog
SøułSurvivør May 2015
fog
10W

brain fog descends
a mercy

for i am
completely

*
OVERWHELMED
I'm in this state for good and
not so good reasons

The later being that I am
going through trials at
every level of my humanity

I WAS going to write about it.
But this would only serve
to *** YOU out and
in the final analysis would not
really help me either.

The GOOD NEWS is
that you have helped me already.

Your wonderful support of
my last write
"The company of writers..."
has really lifted my spirit.
I can push onward.
And has inspired me to return
to the God I had abandoned
for a while due to anger.

ALL THIS IS NOT GOD'S FAULT.

If you are also in a great trial
please be assured of this.
Take it from one who
KNOWS

Sometimes He uses circumstances
to bring us to our
KNEES
and that is what He has
done for me

Don't be surprised if I am
off site for a while.

I have to be deep in
PRAYER

Then hopefully the fog will lift
revealing the answers
I so despair for.

All prayers and good thoughts
will be gratefully recieved!

---
3.6k · Mar 2016
Razor wire
SøułSurvivør Mar 2016
My mouth is wrapped in razor wire. The less said the better. Whole worlds are caught between my teeth. My eyes are somewhere between moons, and my nostrils breathe the mist of demons. My earlobes have the jewelry of vast continents. And my throat is strangled with amethyst tears. My hair wraps your shoulders. My pearls touch your belly. And my hands? They flutter like leaves in the wind to catch galaxies. I long to say the three words. But deserts live on my tongue.

Yet it takes only a moment to say goodbye.


SoulSurvivor
(C) 3/7/2016
This is a new style for me. Let me know what you think.

I actually do have a problem with my mouth. A tooth broke off, and it grates against my tongue. Hence the poem.
3.6k · May 2016
Red Poppies
SøułSurvivør May 2016
Red Poppies grow
Upon lapels
Telling of
War's untold hell

Of green hills
Pristine and groomed
Marching crosses
On the tombs

Marching crosses
Star of David
Where Stars and Stripes
Fluttered and wav'ed

Of buddies lost
Buried in cairns
Of brothers. Sisters.
Thus disarmed.

Of need for morphine
To end the pain
Of bandages
To staunch red stains

To honor souls
Under white snow
Upon lapels
Red Poppies grow.


SoulSurvivor
(C) 5/29/2016
Let us not forget the meaning of the red poppy. My father won't.
3.6k · Feb 2016
ten words... seashore
SøułSurvivør Feb 2016
i.

mist in solemnity
mutes the sounding
leather bells in silence


ii.

salt surges waste wantonly
gulls guttural in guises
of waifs


iii.

driftwood delivered dull of
deluged dilution
ochre offering to dune's
divestment


iii.

sea glass shivers into
shallow sandy pockets
scintillating color schemes


iiii.

conches lie abandoned
in stands of sea grasses
cacophonous quiet


v.

i am wide awake yet dreaming

sleepwalking

into the

waves




SoulSurvivor
(C) 2/1/2016
Some alliteration for my morning
3.5k · Oct 2014
humble...
SøułSurvivør Oct 2014
... when you have to
have a dictionary to
read poetry...

... and you are still
not understanding!
(c) soulsurvivor

Some of you guys
are DEEP.
I wish I were half
as educated!
3.5k · May 2015
sine waves
SøułSurvivør May 2015
/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\

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I'm sure sorry for the
erratic way I read on site

I have trouble keeping on
an even keel

Either i am too depressed
to read, or I'm hyper
and write and read
a blue streak

Please bear with me!
I will catch up on my
reading if I can!
3.5k · Feb 2016
Bridges
SøułSurvivør Feb 2016
You're lookin' at the river
Feelin' down and weak
When you're
Wadin' in the water
and it's rushing 'round your feet
When you want to
Reach the other side
And feel you can't retreat
The same insane song
In your head
And it is on "repeat"...

Just remember there are Bridges
They are made of words
Remember there are Bridges
Things you haven't heard
Remember there are Bridges
Made with human hands
Remember there are Bridges
Then you'll understand


The waters in that riverbed
They are cold and deep
They have a riptide current
So look before you leap!
You can't stand against them
They will take you down
You may just go under
Brother, sister, you will drown!

(chorus)


Reaching out ain't easy
But it don't get much worse
Than feeling down and vulnerable
Living with a curse
It's like picking up the planet
To lift that lifeline phone
But there people who
Will care for you...
You are not alone!

Just remember there are bridges
They are made of Words,
Remember there are bridges
Things you haven't heard,
Remember there are bridges
Made with God's own hand
Remember there are bridges
Then you'll understand.



BRIDGE:
Remember there are Bridges
When you are at a loss
They weren't made to jump from

They were made to CROSS.


SoulSurvivor
(C) 2/12/2016
This song was written for a friend.
I hope he hears the music behind it.

Have Faith! God will see
you safely through!

---
3.5k · Nov 2015
self analyst
SøułSurvivør Nov 2015
---

if you peel back the onion
be prepared to cry



SoulSurvivor
(C) 11/23/2015
TRUTH
Thanks to Reinna M B
3.5k · Sep 2014
Injustice
SøułSurvivør Sep 2014
Life ain't fair.
Nor even partly cloudy.

**It's a HURRICANE.
SoulSurvivor

Only the unjust seem to
Come out with their "do's" intact
3.5k · Jun 2015
sentinel of the desert
SøułSurvivør Jun 2015
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!!!!!      !!!!!       !!!!!
!!!!!   !!!!!    !!!!!
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sentinel, you grow in peace
you who have seen war
you saw the native people
killed off by the score
you continue on your way
the source of tale and lore
you have a heart
that will not cease
for a hundred years or more

this is the great saguaro
he scrapes the sky with arms
flung up to the heavens
though huge you do no harm
you have thorns aplenty
but also have your charms
you will watch forevermore
ever sounding the alarm


soulsurvivor
(c) 6/11/2015
The greatest beauty in the
Sonoran desert is the
saguaro cactus
It takes hundereds of years
for these to form arms

They have lovely white crowns
of flowers in the spring
and their fruit is harvested annually
by native people who drink their
potent wine for religious ceremonies

They are protected by law
but are shot at and
vandalized by people who
are beneath contempt

---
3.4k · May 2015
slow fade
SøułSurvivør May 2015
10W**


we
all
fade
into
the
mists
of

our

own
shadow


soulsurvivor
(c) 5/24/2014



Thanks to Benton West for the
inspiration
Just on site a short time.
I want to TRY to get sleep tonight!
3.4k · Jun 2016
aloes
SøułSurvivør Jun 2016
graceful
as the orient
but yet
a western plant
aloes
are
indigenous
to the desert's
rock and sand

delicate
white flowers
or
bold red
on slender stems
the flaming
torches
burning
bring
hummingbirds
to them

from the tiny
Aloe Pepe
to the mighty
Century
those plants
upon a hillside
are there
for all
to
see

there's the wierd
Octopus Aloe
small leafy plants appeal
one type of
Aloaceae
has a pulp which
soothes
and
heals

in my father's
cactus garden
he has
all types to show
please sit in my
Sanctuary
where
the
lovely

aloes grow


SoulSurvivor
(C) 6/19/2016
Here's another post for my dad
He loves cacti and succulents

Most know the aloe vera
We have some growing in our backyard


Happy Father's Day!
3.3k · Sep 2017
I'm willing to DIE FOR YOU.
SøułSurvivør Sep 2017
The Gospel. Not an easy message to state or hear. Who wants to repent? Hardly anyone these days. Who wants to believe in a God who many believe irrelevant to modern life? Hmmm?

A God who preordained a Messiah who tells people they must DIE TO LIVE. Well. That's the message. Luke 14. Look it up. Jesus has attracted thousands of followers. He turns to them and says YOU must hate your mom, dad, sis, bro... everyone! YOU MUST DIE TO THIS WORLD TO LIVE!
They must pick up their cross and follow him. Thousands left. All who remained were twelve men. Jesus asked if THEY also wanted to go. They said, NO. You alone hold eternal life.

Folks, I LOVE YOU. So i am simply going to say this...

REPENT. BELIEVE. TRUST.

That's all God asks. He wants to reconcile you, A SINNER, to Himself. YOU ALL ARE NOT RIGHTEOUS. Only Jesus, who was born of a ******, NEVER SINNED IN HIS LIFE, preached the Good News of the Kingdom so boldly he infuriated a lot of self- righteous people, was brutally beaten, then crucified, DEAD. BURIED. ROSE AGAIN ON THE THIRD DAY TO A NEW LIFE. He CAN take your place as sinful flesh, so YOU can GAIN HIS RIGHTEOUSNESS. Only then can you be reconciled to a Righteous God.

I'm saying all this because

I LOVE YOU.

I just died today. Care to join me?

♡ Catherine
Google "The Sermon That Shocked Everyone! UNFORGETTABLE ENDING!"

Christ is NOT IRRELEVANT. He is as alive today as He ever was... it's Christians who are in love with the world who are irrelevant. I was one. Forgive me! I did you all NO FAVORS.

WARNING. ALL YOU WILL READ ON THIS SITE FROM NOW ON IS THE TRUTH OF THE GOSPEL. If this offends you OH, WELL. I'm NOT apologizing. If you don't like it don't read.

Why? Because I'm dying for YOU. That i may live with Christ.

Over. Out.
3.3k · Jul 2016
Upon Taking Offense
SøułSurvivør Jul 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
Yes. I could learn the lesson in this, too.
We're always learning always growing.
Let's stop fighting and look at ourselves.

1 Corinthians 13

I won't be reposting for a while. I want this poem to stay at the top of my site.
Thanks for understanding.

LOVE YOU *ALL*!!!

-
3.3k · Mar 2016
God of the Resurrection
SøułSurvivør Mar 2016
Jehovah God the Father
Looked down upon His Son
In terrible pain and agony
But knew what He'd begun
Christ's blood was pure as driven snow
So He could be The One

He would have to look away
As Jesus took on Sin
But He so loved the World
He gave His belov'd to win
All the souls that were foretold
To accept and honor Him
For Jesus Christ was blameless
He was the Perfect Lamb

Yahweh The Almighty
Saw Jesus in His tomb
Christ was sent to Paradise (1)
To declare the Gospel's Truth!

Then to hell's dark doors
Our Mighty King was taken
Took the keys of hell death and grave
From the hands of Satan!

Before the dark army's eyes
He went up through the air!
Leaving the Prince of the Darkness
Fuming in his lair!

God the Abba Father
Gave us Victory when
He sent His Resurrection Life
And His Son Rose Again!

Jesus Christ has Conquered!
Everything is DONE!
He was the Perfect Sacrifice

NOW WE CAN OVERCOME!


SoulSurvivor
(C) 3/26/2016
(1) Paradise is also known as
Abraham's Bossom
It is where all souls of righteousness
Went before the advent of Jesus Christ.
After His death Jesus went there to preach
So that they could believe on Him
And could ascend to heaven. He also did
The same in hell.
Luke 23:43
1 Peter 3:19

I don't believe "Easter" is the date
Of Jesus' actual resurrection. Just like
Christmas isn't the date of His birth.
The emperor Constantine changed
The dates to correspond to pagan
Holidays. I don't really celebrate
Easter for that reason. But have a
Great day tomorrow!

BLESSINGS ON YOU ALL!
3.3k · Sep 2017
none of us have wings
SøułSurvivør Sep 2017
^¡^

little girl gets angry
hits a boy at school
sent home by the principle
'cos she broke the rules
this was most unfortunate
with liquor on his breath
her father pulled his belt out
and beat her half to death

none of us have halos
none of us have wings
none of us are "there" yet
as the choir sings
our minds are set on stupid
we think of earthly things
no, none of us have halos
none of us have wings


Johnny, feeling hurt inside,
takes his tournequet
pours his lady snow out
to fix himself a hit
he didn't know how strong it was
that it could do him harm
he dies in a public bathroom
with a needle in his arm

[CHORUS]

dad has had a kind of lapse
he had an affair
mom just up and left him
divorced him then and there
now his little girl has bruises
'cos of liquor in his head
due to a wife who left him
his son, Johnny, is dead


have you graduated?
with a high degree
in personal perfection?
if not, then let it be
I don't claim to be flying
as my transgression clings
'cos none of have halos

none of us have wings



SøułSurvivør
(C) 9/12/2017
As some may know I'm in a bit of a tussle. I don't hold my detractor ill-will. I'd just like to make the obvious statement.

NOBODY'S PERFECT!

I'm willing to let bygones be bygones.
I was wrong in some respects, too.

I apologize for not reading much. I'm actually studying some scripture, so I'm limited as to what I read.

I'll be back reading soon.

♡L♡O♡V♡E  Y♡O♡U  A♡L♡L♡
3.3k · Mar 2014
Procrastination
SøułSurvivør Mar 2014
Tears the soul...
it is the greatest theft.
It steals the
most valuable
gift of all...

TIME

Just think about it.


20W
Soul Survior
I have to honestly say that
I have a problem with this.
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