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110 · Mar 19
Love Your Enemies
Give your enemy a meal
If they're hungry,
But you don't have to
invite them to
Come in your home and din̈e!

(Take them to McDonald's)


SøułSurvivør aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc aka
Catherine Jarvis


The phrase "If your enemy is hungry, give him food to eat, and if he is thirsty, give him water to drink" (Proverbs 25:21-22) encourages treating enemies with kindness, potentially leading them to repentance or remorse, rather than seeking revenge.
110 · Sep 2020
The Children of the Earth
SøułSurvivør Sep 2020
We live in a velvet world
Soft. With comfort. Free.
We've seen only kindness here
Love and liberty
Each person here lives without fear
In health and dignity
There are those less fortunate
Who lived in war's debris
They weep and cry... they may die
Why can't we all see?

(chorus)
They are children bound in prison
Captives from their birth
Bound in chains, there lives restrained
By poverty's black curse
They are poor, and they need more!
They also have worth!
Can't you see? They must be FREE

THE CHILDREN OF THE EARTH

There are those out begging
Those who have no food
Those who have not medicine
Long ago approved
Those who drink of water
From muddy lakes & streams
Also used as toilets
Can you not hear their screams?

(chorus)

I don't want to hurt you
Or put you in shame
You're not the ones who did this
Not personally to blame
Just remember that you have the power
To END this wretched game
All children should play in peace

ALL CHILDREN ARE THE SAME!

Imagine there's a world
Where kids can laugh & play
In the warm, soft meadows
With flowers bright & gay
I will fight for their rights

I LIVE TO SEE THAT DAY

We ALL have RIGHTS AND DIGNITY
Fundamental WORTH!
We'll find a way
To help TODAY

THE CHILDREN OF THE EARTH.


SoulSurvivor
3/25/2017
110 · Jan 15
Phonies - 8W
They have "fake" plastered
all over their eyes.


8W
Soul Survivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
110 · Dec 2024
À Different Drùm
SøułSurvivør Dec 2024
God's children tread a narrow path
Not the serpent's, smooth and wide
À different drummer, a different drum
Deep and throaty,  or full of pride

The devil's pulse upon his drum
Is quick and clever, 4/4 time
God's is art and full of heart
Traveling over stick and stone.

Satan's stretch is the smoothest stroll
Like a river you swan down
Jesus's has a happy goal
But it will cut you to the bone!

God's will take you over rocks
But has a map to guide your boat
The devil has idols that won't talk
In the end won't stay afloat!

You can slide through stones which scar
But stay with Jesus, man his oars
He has scars which grace His hands
These things come from being ar war.

O'r stone and thorn,
Rapids quick and dangerous
We expect some pain and tears
But we will go, for GO WE MUST!


Rat-a-tat, rat-a-tat, rat-a-tat-tat-tat...
Rat-a-tat, rat-a-tat, rat-a-tat-tat-tat...


SoulSurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc

Catherine Jarvis
Sometimes metaphors must be mixed!
110 · Feb 26
My Side of the Street
I lived in a war zone
Streets filled with razor wire
Nothing much to cling to
Nothing to inspire

On one side was my enemy, and
Filled with angst and hate
I lobbed all sorts of insults
The war would not abate

But one of my neighbors
Suggested that I find
Some forgiveness in my heart
To give me peace of mind

And so I started cleaning
Picked up all my waste
Swept up in all the corners
And found peace at last!

Across the street they saw plain
The white flag I errected
It was a thing that gave them pause
Not what they expected!

They threw trash, and they threw dirt
Upon my sidewalk paved
But i expect that I just swept
And gave a friendly wave!

After a while of this response
They were in retreat!
They could never get a rise!
They knew their hate was beat!

And so together as one
We removed the razor strands
And had a big BLOCK PARTY!
We even had a band!

And so "us" and "them"
Finally became "we"
No more HATE! Isn't that GREAT?!!

*At last we're finally FREE!


"Blessed are the peacemakers, for they
shall be called Children of God."
Jesus Christ in the Sermon on the Mount


SoulSurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc

Catherine jarvis
110 · May 25
Dad's Destiny
May 31st of 2018 11:30 pm

~~~~~

At this hour I think of how
I was told of daddy's death
Immediately it speared me through
And I cried out with all my breath.

I was already in my bed
Mom only a door away
I couldn't go and comfort her
I couldn't walk at all that day.

I don't remember going to sleep
Ɓut I think I had a dream
I knelt by bedside, red eyes weep
Prayed my father was redeemed

All around me there was dust
Ashes scattered 'cross the floor
My tattered mind I could not trust
Got up, went through the door

Next thing I knew I was outside
Ànd I held a silver vase
I recall how hard I cried
Tears were streaming down my face.

Then I was in full darknes there
No moon lit my silent way
There was no delusion of
What had swallowed night and day

Then, the devil on his throne
Sulfur lit with horrid n̈ail
I looked all over hades stones
There was inside a mighty gale!

I woke up! I held on strong
For as long as I could last
Now I know that I was wrong
But I knew the dye was cast.

My eyes filled my tearstained couch
Relief filled up my smitten heart
I'd find my dad in heaven now

We would, in heaven, never part!


SoulSurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc

Catherine Jarvis
2025
***
SøułSurvivør Oct 2024
I'm looking for Christian poets/writers to collaborate
with me on a book of poetry and witness. Tell your story in poetry or prose. There are few constraints, your walk with God. You must...

1. Be TRULY BORN-AGAIN or sincerely want to be. Not a Christian who "said a prayer" but now feels the Christian faith to be too hard and wants to leave.

2. Be in accord with the other writers (including me).  I'm very happy with harmony.

3. Shares my theology. Here's a YouTube poem which shows most of how I've read the Bible. Message me on the site message system.

https://youtu.be/rRXGks-0H9M?si=cpJci40axGMMf39L


Thanks for your serious consideration.



Your sister ìn Christ,

Catherine Jarvis 🙏🙏🙏
109 · Feb 28
Chains
::::
The chains
'round      my
ankles      are
sterling fine
the
very
   best      that  
I could
find
:::
The
chains   'round
your     neck
are purest
gold
and
the      lock
will      cost
your
very
SOUL


So­ulSurvivor
Catherine Jarvis
(C) September 17
2014
109 · Dec 2024
Psychedelic
SøułSurvivør Dec 2024
~~~^♡^

black light posters
lava lamps
purple haze
and mega amps

bright **** rugs
in pink and green
long straight hair
or Afro-Sheen

go ask Alice
how time flies
starships blast off
In her eyes

yellow ribbons
in her hair
Vietnam
Scarborough Fair

beaded curtain
leather n lace
brains are gone
without a trace

Mother Mary
let it be
flower power
love for free

you can find
a cause to bend
but it's hard
to find a friend

psychedelic
music blasts
what was "groovy"
now the past



soulsurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc

Catherine Jarvis
5/10/2015
108 · Mar 1
Fight the Devil!
Dark Tracing on Tattered Window Panes
Eulogize ripped tears
Hazardous sight, from eyes of night
Fallen creatures they shun the light.
Catastrophic wailing
Cacophonous they weep
Pounding fists upon my eyes
Curtailing chance of sleep
Piercing me with sorrows
Flailing by the moon
They grow upon hate
It won't abate
It will not leave me soon

It would have me trembling
In agony of distress
But I won't let it bully me...

I WILL GET MY REST!!!


SoulSurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
(C) 6/21/2016
I'm putting on praise music.
The enemy fights but HE WON'T WIN.

Going to bed now. G'night.
108 · Apr 1
Somewhere
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 aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
Catherine Jarvis
108 · Oct 2024
Haiku City
SøułSurvivør Oct 2024
Skyline like a huge
Sleeping dragon waking from dream
Towers stretch up


SøułSurvivør aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
Catherine Jarvis
107 · Jan 17
Primal Scream
mud
primeval
oozing
inside
mouths
spit out the
hard part of the
life the first time you
open your lips to be
source
of
screams
to bring voice to
the world in mortal
agony                   agony
from a                   voice in
distress                      distress
that's                     coming
from.               a great
rib of fears fears
so deap thy are
unutterable



soulsurvivor aka
write of passage aka
invisible inc

I feel like I'm in a dream
State from lack of sleep
Sometimes I write
My best in this
107 · Mar 28
Prisoner
¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤



they say the brain
has billions of cells.

i'm locked in
every

last

one

of

them



SoulSurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
Catherine jarvis
I want to write more play-on-wordspoetry
107 · Jan 4
How Glorious Thou Art
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 aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
(C) 9/16/2016


I wrote these lyrics based on this hymn:

"Be Thou My Vision"
Sung by Selah
https://youtu.be/UKByTfiHOFE
107 · Nov 2024
Skip This Poem!
SøułSurvivør Nov 2024
Rollin' rollin', keep on scrollin'
This will get your head a'bowlin'
See how straight those ***** will goʻ
All those pretty pins lined in a row

But'cha don't want your mind straight do ya
You want a ditch of filth to stew'ya
Your brain becomes a marinade
Of things unholy... devil made.

Those New Age crysta-Koolade drinks
The poison spirit guide mega kinks
Will **** ya and destroy your brain
When you're dead you'll be insane

You pass up the truth, this land
Will mostly reject Jesus han̈d
Thet will follow folks 'o' fame
.Lady Gaga rather than Jesus' Name

So breeze on by, you coins for the well
You are goin' straight to hell,
I wish you'd read, I wish you'd turn
I WISH REPENTANCE COULD BE LEARNED
IF IT'S NOT, FRIEND, YOU WILL BURN!


THANKS FOR READING

invisible inc aka
Write of Passage aka
SøułSurvivør

Catherine Jarvis
You think me harsh?  This cake to eat!
Just ŵaìt until God's Judgment Seat
107 · Dec 2024
Bright Eyes [Palindrome]
SøułSurvivør Dec 2024
eyes bright misty in love
i have seen - fluidity in
blue and grey
and green
colors
green and
grey and blue
in fluidity - seen have i
love in misty bright eyes


Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc aka
SoulSurvivor
(C) 6/12/2016


A palindrome can be read
backwards and forwards from center.
Enjoy!
106 · Jan 19
Poetry in the Blood
poetry in the blood
pumping
through
a paper thin

heart

crimson ink
feeding

flesh

as needful
of inspiration
as it is of

oxygen

Pain as the
needle sharp pen
scrapes the inside
of the cockles

next the tattoo
parlor


all my being
cries out to

WRITE!!

my
atoms
neutrons
quarks

The God Particle

screams

write

Write

you jolly-well


WRITE!



Invisible inc aka
Write of Passage aka
SoulSurvivor
(C) 5/21/2016
106 · Mar 23
Poets Are Crazy!
Poets are crazy!
Poets DO have issues!
Poets are insane!
We have a different record groove,  
We have a different grain!

We have a different wiring
Don't respond to "normal" tests
We are the fish who climb up trees
Of this I can attest!


(chorus)
Poets hear their colors,
Poets see their songs,
Poets touch the music notes
They taste to sing along!


We wear t-shirts in 10 feet of snow
Coats in sunny climes!
We have no sense of timing
'Cept when we write our rhymes!

We go out in stormy weather
When it's clement we stay in!
We eat pizza in the morning
Write limericks on a whim!

(chorus)

We are calm when life gets frustrating
Mad when things go well!
Write rants when times are blissful
And sonnets when it's hell!

We travel to the Moon and back
Wear Stardust in our hair
We sail the very Cosmos
Sitting in our chair!

Our pens they scratch a tympany
Our pages plumb the depths
Of profound Pacific trenches
Or drown in puddles wept...


We have a different wiring
Don't respond to "normal" tests
We are the fish who climb up trees
Of this I can attest!

Poets hear their colors!
Poets see their songs!
Is that so ridiculous?
Folks, is that so wrong?

Poets hear their colors
The colors of the heart!
Come and see this song with us

Let your mind fall apart!


SoulSurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
(C) 7/10/2016
---

from
the
blackness
white
steam
rises...

much
like
our
insp­­iration


10W
soulsurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
Catherine Jarvis
(C) 9/30/2015
106 · Nov 2024
Butterfly Under the Ŵaves
SøułSurvivør Nov 2024
dance delight
damp dulcet wings
wild and winsome
wet waves will
sing

strong and supple
sounds of sea spake
colors to capture
and scintillate

chrystophase caterpillar
cocoons create
submerged capsules
metamorphosis
fate

butterfly swimming
breasting the sea
metaphor muse

come swimming to

ME


SoulSurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc

Catherine Jarvis
(C) 6/18/2016
105 · Dec 2024
Peripheral Vision
SøułSurvivør Dec 2024
peripheral vision
---

sometimes you view
with your one eye
something
miniscule
in size

it could be a
flitting bat
it could be a
dusty hat

it could be a
fire's light
it could be
the dead of night

you can feel there's
something wrong
but you look
and it is gone

---

sometimes you hear a
faroff sound
you don't try
to look around

it could be a
lonesome train
it could be a
thing in pain

it could be a
funny fuzz
it could be a
static buzz

the windblown pages
of a book
but you don't think
and you don't look

---

something came
and touched your hair
it could be
your last nightmare

it could be
an errant fly
it could be
a fairy sigh

it could be
a sulphur wind
but you don't feel it again

---

sometimes you taste
something that's ill
it lies within
a tounge unstill

it is bitter
it is sick
like gone bad almonds
arsenic

you ***** my face up
then you pout
it's not your fate to
spit it out

---

something is
tickling at your nose
it could be
a sewer flow

it could be acid
in the rain
it could be
something
in your drain

oooo you believe you smell that smell

it's coming from the
pit of hell


soulsurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
Catherine Jarvis
(c) 5/25/2015


sometimes we need to
trust our senses
105 · Jan 30
Volcano
earth and wind
spew cloudy corruption.
I bite the breathing blossom
trying not to inspire
inky irritation.
ignorance.
ignominy.

I inhale anyway.

how, after all, can one

stop breathing?



SøułSurvivør aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
(C) 5/13/2017
105 · Nov 2024
far
SøułSurvivør Nov 2024
far
SøułSurvivør Oct 2014
far
~~~


do not go
far

past pale
mountains
where
shadows lurk

for you
have further
to go
you have more
time
you have more
work

all
have bones
with
cracks and
poison
shards

dying is
easy
grief work
is
HARD

we
press
our faces
to the
rotting
glass

and
only hope
and
wonder if
this too
shall pass

is the
boulder's press
on the
shoulder blade

better
than clotted
earth
from
spades
~?~

but tho
the world
be a
gloss
and
painted black

the
colors
still
GLOW
benieth
shellac

take
the knife
you'd use
in vain
to

faint

scratch
the surface
PEEL
the
PAINT

there's
a
RAINBOW
beneath
dark rust

you can find it
in
lunar
dust

finally
through
all the
shifting sands
of years

you'll find
it was
reflecting

through

your

TEARS




soulsurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc


~~~­
For all those who grieve.

Though life seems to have
Lost its colors
It is the very waters of grief
That become

PRISMS
105 · Feb 7
Bare
10W

expression
lays
bare
the
soul

only
silence
reveals
its
myst­­ery


Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc aka
soulsurvivor
(C) 5/30/2015


Truly, what we don't say
reveals more about us
than a million keystrokes

Much like the spaces between the words
105 · Jul 2024
Mandolin Heart
SøułSurvivør Jul 2024
She rolled onto the stage
In spandex laced with studs
Electric guitars squealing
The same ol' worn out crud.

The drumbeats and the bongos
That thudding telltale beat
She knew she wasn't nothin'
But a screamin' piece of meat.

[Chorus]
The Music Man got holda her
Gripped her wild mane
With dreams of mansions on the hill
Dreams of wealth & fame.

There's so much more insida me!
So much more to art!
Got a Stratocaster body
And a plain ol' mandolin heart.


Then the music changed around
To a funky Kind of Blue
Her bassist & guitar men
Sported their tattoos.

She did not start out this way
No, she started small
In a little bluegrass band
Sayin' "come on back, y'all..."

[Chorus]

At the backstage party
She showed up but didn't stay
She was all smiles & wiles
Then just faded away.

She got in her Maserati
She left all alone
She said goodbye to no one...
She turned her wheels toward Home.

Bridge:
She wanted to get lost in it
Forget her humble start
But the Hollywood music machines
Only tear apart
Now she longed for MORE than meals
Eaten a la carte
She broke the Stratocaster
Played her plain ol' mandolin heart.


SoulSurvivor aka
Write of Passage
105 · Jun 2024
paper soul
SøułSurvivør Jun 2024
poetry. folded into my back
pocket marooned pages are
left frayed and friable like
leaves on the bottom
of a teacup

poetry. stancion of
formed glass emptied of
its torch by breakage
each shard a grain
of obsidian
sand

poetry. lamp of a great
beast structure struggling to
find its way through the labyrinth
Minotaur myths blackness
camera obscura to a feast of souls
who's meat is dusty tomes
skeletons in tombs
choking on their crusts of
parchment owls

poetry. oil of anointing
for to wrap the Christian
alive as he burns in
the garden of
Caligula

i am poetry. all of these
am i. a paper soul clipped
from an origami bird's wing
frayed like a homemade
leaf but never

empty


SoulSurvivor site
Write of Passage
104 · Jan 2020
"HP" New Year!
SøułSurvivør Jan 2020
I know this pome's a little late
I've NOT had time a'plenty
I guess I could have writ a blurb
But hindsight's 2020...

Time speeds up when you get old
So look out everyone
The next time you turn around
It's 2021!!
Seriously, I've been like a beheaded hen since Christmas!
104 · Feb 13
Ain't it irony!
You just lost a tooth
NOW she wants
To French kiss 💋 😜
She's crying in the bathroom
'Cause she "flunked the test"
You just lost your job
Here comes the IRS. 🥸

Ain't it irony
Ain't it Murphy's Law!
You have no money 💸
So you can't buy a job
You can't be saved
Except by Almighty God 😇
Better find him now
Cuz it may sound odd
Atheists ain't cool
That's all a facade 🎭

Just got a rug 🧑‍🦱
A bird poops on your head 🐦💩
Your wedding night
Your toe's broken on the bed.
You see in the morning
The beauty you just wed...💍
She started to snore
Noise could raise the dead!

Ain't it irony,
Ain't it Murphy's Law!
You can't fight it 🥊
Take it on the jaw
Mother of the bride
Points out every flaw🔍
Bride can't cook
You'll have to eat it raw
Give it to the dog
He'd kick it with his paw 🐶🐾

Ain't it irony or
Something else like that
If you knew what
You'd just shoot the rat 🐀
You know the drill
You've got the steps down pat
I guess you'll starve...

Or just eat your hat. 🎩



SøułSurvivør aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
Catherine Jarvis
103 · Mar 31
Rainbow Rose
@------------

Rainbow rose
Grows in my heart
It's roots & blossoms
Are pure art
They are silver
Solid gold
By their colors
I am whole

The purple petals
Are my pain
Emotions I cannot restrain
Passionate, I rise above
To my King,
The One I love!

The light then shifts
To indigo
Knowledge of the
Things You show
It lies within
All wisdom's womb
Bringing lilac to its bloom

When flowering blue
It brings me peace
That is when
All strivings cease
No turmoil in
A mind so worn
Proving You
Can calm the storm

The rose is green
When in the wild
God's creation -
His own child
It calls to mind
Meadows of grass
All of nature comes to pass

The crystal spectrum
Shifts once more
Brightest yellow
Is in store!
Inspiration!
It shimmers... shines!
Showing depth of
His great Mind

Orange for a sunset phase
Completion of the
Passing days
The color of the
Harvest moon
Low to the foothills
Waning soon

It shines then a scarlet red
For the blood
Which Jesus shed
Death couldn't
Keep Him in the grave!
He bled for me -
and I am saved!

Within my heart...
Within my SOUL
It is made of purest gold!
Lying in the
Stream which flows

He's my Savior...
RAINBOW ROSE!



SøułSurvivør aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
Catherine jarvis
103 · Mar 8
the unseen
(=!=)/

where's the latent?
the unseen?
where's the mind
conceiving dreams?
the little man
behind the screen?
the ideas
in between
the leather cover
of a book?
it must be opened
for a look

where's the flower
in a ****?
where's the tree
withina seed?
it is there
that much agreed

where's the woman
In a girl?
the ocean in
a polished pearl?

there are leagues
within the legs
there are
eagles within eggs

there is
nothing that's for naught
behind the forehead
there's a thought

within a scroll
there is a chart
within a chest
there is a heart

within a matrix
there is gold
behind the eyes
there is a

SOUL

there is soil
beneath grass so green
look beyond for

the unseen



SoulSurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
2/16/2016
103 · Sep 2020
Voices (Black on Blue)
SøułSurvivør Sep 2020
One voice is red & deafening
One voice is black on blue.
One voice is silent reckoning
One voice is snarling news.
One voice is from the radio
One voice is never true
One voice is just canned laughter
One voice is from the pews
One voice is a ventriloquist
One voice is me & you.

Together they're an angry mob
Together they talk back
Together they're a force to rob
Together they attack...

Together they're a living sob
Together BLUE on BLACK.

SoulSurvivor
Catherine Jarvis
9/19/2020
103 · Mar 28
Poetfriends
poetfriends
°☆  ¤  ''☆•°
°°'~,,☆ ○•,,°°
~~~/\^/\/\^^--~~

we see the same stars
knowing somehow
the light enters
our corneas
at exactly
the same
time

yet we have such
varied ideas
about the

sky

we read the same books
the same letters which
make up the magical
ideograms we call

WORDS

yet our thoughts vary
as to meanings and
how they will
impact
us

but one thing we all
have in common

we ache to be understood
that our words adequately
describe our feelings
our hearts radiate
from the page to
enter readers
pupils like
the light
from


☆ STARS ☆


SoulSurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc aka
Catherine Jarvis
(C) 2/19/2016
102 · Nov 2024
The Paradox Song
SøułSurvivør Nov 2024
I lost my mind to find my heart
I mended ways and came apart
I lost what's taught to find the truth
I had to age to find my youth
I lost pride to find my dignity
I lost rebellion to become free
I gave up wealth to find true gold
I lost my life to gain my soul.

I lost my life to gain my soul
I gained my youth by growing old
By gaining Christ my life was sold
I lost my life to gain my soul.

Lost my flesh and found my spirit
I lent my ears just to hear it
I lost my eyes and gained my vision
I became whole by this division
Gave up the world to find such plenty
I became one to help the many
I gave up wealth to find true gold
I lost my life to gain my soul.

Chorus

I am the most when I'm the least
By waging war I found true peace.

Chorus



SøułSurvivør aka
Invisible inc aka
Write of Passage
2018
101 · Apr 1
Razors and Roses
Thirteen roses in a row
Red rain falls,
Don't you know
Down the window
Pain it goes
In the gutters
Through the nose
Where's the thunder
When it flows...?

(Chorus)
Wrapped around
The gauze that's stained
What difference snow?
The same as pain
When it melts
It's just rain.

Withered flowers.
Falling leaves.
It's a howling in the eaves
It's the cult the
Maimed believe
No one cares.
No one grieves.
Cover up.
Long jeans & sleeves.

Razors are a water slide
On track like
A carny ride
Over arms & over thighs
Release all
The pain inside

(Chorus)

It's an ocean
Where we sail
A coin that can be
Heads or tails
A lover's letter,
Or junk mail
A piece of garbage.
Holy grail.

(Chorus)



SøułSurvivør aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
Catherine Jarvis
(C) 7/23/2017
If a heart broke in the forest...
... would you hear a sound?

Where's the sound
of a heart breaking?
Is it a mighy noise?
What kind of music does it play?
The lullaby destroys!

Where's the crash of a soul cracking?
Is it in the rushing wind?
Is it in leather'n flapping wings
As all of Hell decends?

Where's a bass cocophany
In the wrist that bleeds?
What sort of soil accepts and grows
The poison crimson seeds?

Where's the green stick fracture?
Where's the ruptured spleen?
Where's the cancer in the brain?
Where is the pain unseen?
the Foe Forest
And what if the
Entire moon should crack?
And all the high stars fell?
There's an end... and you decend...

... into the pits of HELL.



SoulSurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
101 · Mar 19
Poet of Stone
am a sentinel
Poet of stone
Sitting apart
Sitting alone.

I do not twinkle
No star made of glass
I do not think
About things of the past.

I'm no wooden flute
Played with feeling and ease.
My breathing on earth
Has long ago ceased.

I'm no longer able  
To hear, nor to talk
But when I move  
YOU WILL HEAR ME WALK.

I'm not man or woman
I'm not boy or girl.
I no longer see  
With the eyes of this world.

I cannot touch
And I cannot feel.
But I can exist  
I assure you I'm real.

I am an island
a massive stone head.
An ossified remnant  
Of the long-ago dead.

I haunt the gravestones
They draw me. They lure.
I am so like them
I will endure.

Yes, I'm a stone angel
Your flowers I see,
But I cannot smell them
For I cannot breathe.

I stand exalted
Though I haven't a bone
My ossified head
Is mine alone

Yes, those stone markers
A metaphor be.
Those silent stones
Are actually ME.


SoulSurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc aka
Catherine Jarvis
101 · Sep 2024
dragonfly
SøułSurvivør Sep 2024
dragonfly
<>¡<>

o denizen of yonder pond
you are so brave
of me so fond

your wings are crystal
beauty's grace
you're here
then gone without a trace

your body shimmers
oil's hues
mauve and purple
green and blue

tho I love you as you are
I'd rather view you
from afar

tho your love you'd like to share

please don't fly
into my hair!



<>¡<>
I actually did have that
happen once

write of passage aka
soulsurvivor
101 · Feb 22
vacuum
nature,
abhorrent
of a
void
creates
the
space
in the
conscious mind
for

POETRY

and
only a
poet
can

FILL IT


soulsurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
Catherine Jarvis
|>
|
/\
/   \
/      \
¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤
in a time
of pain &
□sorrow□
□there is□
hope, there is a way
there's a place to go
in hardship□there's
a space for us today
Jesus stands as our¤
High Tower□He has
been there all along
□if you but ask He'll
let you enter□a fortress built
so high and strong □ on the □
mountain□in the valley□when
the pushing comes to shove□we
are safe forevermore□□□within
the Tower of Your Love/how can
we when troubles find us□keep
our hope□in patience wait?□
when all mortal strength has
left us□we will rest in walls
so great□help us, Lord, and
be our shelter□we'll find□□
□quiet in the storm □let the
sturdy Rock around us keep
us safe from all alarm□could
we ever find this peace? How
should we ever find this vale?
could we ever find this joy□□
□if the Tower won't prevail?
□may it ever be that we □□□
in faithfulness now tried and
true□□□find with gratitude so
deep□□the High Tower that is
You□ we will e'r find victory□
□□□the might that's sent from
heaven above□we'll stand□□□
within God's mighty Fortress

The High Tower of Your Love



SøułSurvivør
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
(C) 4/6/2013


This is something I wrote a while back. I just wanted to create concrete poetry from this particular piece. Thanks for reading
101 · Dec 2024
Wilted Flowers
SøułSurvivør Dec 2024
In a former time and place
When men and boys did lust
Young woman taken, there no trace
Of innocence and trust
Flowers wilted, laid to waste
Diamonds turned to rust.

Plucked, the wilted Flowers
No longer 'Ladies" by the score
Were made to work long hours
Were called harlots. **s.
Catholic "laundries", hell in store,
They weren't seen anymore.

Into those laundries they were placed
To be beaten, and much worse
Women unmarried lost all face
So by the "nuns" were nursed.
To them were worthless & unchaste
So to this hell were cursed.

Many ***** while there, inside
These "homes for wayward women"
No matter how they wept and cried
Could not leave the "institutions"
Many children in them died
In mass graves of "absolution".

"Priests" were given sanction
To ****** these poor babes!
They were of the unction
Men of the cloth, so said!
They had no compunction
In damning the unsaved!

This story is a true one.
In Ireland were found
Mass graves under rock & loam
Women & babies... bound!

Sometimes folks should go to hell
I hope, sometimes, they DO.
I hope there's a special well
And that's where they went to!

Those nuns and benighted priests!
How often I've thought
They deserve the hottest place...

... and I hope they ROT!!


SoulSurvivor
2021



The last Magdalene Laundry in Ireland closed for good on Oct 25, 1996.

Also known as Magdalene asylums, Magdalene Laundries were cruel and medieval institutions in which women were imprisoned, stripped of their human rights and abused sexually and otherwise.

Women sent to the Laundries were deemed “mischievous” or “scandalous” at an incredibly young age and spent years and years of their lives doing penance for their sins, guarded by ruthless nuns.

The Laundries were disguised as rehabilitation centers for “fallen” women; in reality, the women rarely made it out alive from these places. A mass grave of 155 corpses was discovered in Dublin in 1993
101 · Feb 2
porch
~~~~~~~~~~~~\

moon face weeps dust motes
street light eclipse within worlds
stars wink - tell no tales

~~~~~~~~~~~~~
haiku
soulsurvivor aka
write of passage aka
invisible inc
(c) 6/3/2015
101 · Dec 2024
When Hope is Deferred
SøułSurvivør Dec 2024
When you are at your lowest
Your life seems null and void
When all your dreams are shattered
The storm you can't avoid.
There is a way to lift the heart
A way you can be buoyed

You may believe it's all God's fault
That's when you begin
To cut your nose to spite your face
You let the devil win

Because, my dears, IT'S HIS FAULT!
That putrid, stinking LIAR!
Don't let him get you mad at GOD
and take you to the fire!

Turn on the Monster Satan
At least give it a try
Destroy his works where he lurks
Give 'im a BLACK EYE!

Take care you don't REBUKE HIM
press him to the mat
Even the ARCHANGELS
Could not hazard doing THAT!

BUT WRITE A POEM ABOUT IT!
Why not make it TWO!
About the love of God above
And how He has helped YOU!

Take the trip and flip the script
Jesus is a friend
No matter what the obstacles
THIS IS NOT THE END!

Do not be despairing
God's hand's not weak at ALL...
Pray for good, it's understood
THEN WATCH SATAN FALL!!



SoulSurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
2022
100 · Mar 23
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We love each other
but there are words
between us


Soul Survivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc


I hope this will look like two
Profiles facing each other
I hope
^¡^

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

(Chorus)

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♡
SøułSurvivør Oct 2024
There are prints on the
insides of my eyelids.
Daguerreotypes for a
stereopticon.
The faces of people
with no smiles
Sepia tones
3D, but ìn a way
That you can tell is phony
Fake like blue roses
Left many yesterdays
On a grave,
Petals faded and cracked
Leaves missing from
The Styrofoam wreath.
Lost when the windstorm
Blew by.

My eyes open.
The dream gone.
All I see is black.
Black as raven feathers,
Black as a roadkill cat,
(All 9 lives gone)
Black as the deepest space,
Blackness that can only be seen
On the inside of a box

Buried

Six

Feet
D
E
E
P
.
100 · Dec 2024
starlight lullaby
SøułSurvivør Dec 2024
hush, hush, hush a bye
while we sing a song
don't you weep
no, don't you cry
we'll help you
to be strong

we're the stars
outside your window
rainbow colored on your sill
can't you see the
curtain billow?
hush a bye now
child be still!

the night is
strumming us a tune
in gold across the galaxy
can't you hear
ol' Billy Moon
playin' his guitar for free?

the stars are your
warm blanket, child
keeping you safe
from chilly harm
don't be scared,
we've chased the baddies
you are safe within our arms.

look out there
from your high window
there is a light
that did explode!
it's a star that did go nova
due to system overload!

why did that star
die out there, child?
why did it up and fall so fast?
because it lit up
so brightly for you
and such Stars
weren't meant to last!



SoulSurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc

Catherine Jarvis
100 · Jan 23
people
raindrops travel
down the pane
no two alike
no path the same

roses blooming
on the heath
are all the same
scent beneath

how alike
and yet diverse
logic rendered
in reverse!

no color
creed
ideology
can make a man
bond or
FREE

let's all move
forward
tho we plod
we're the
manifold
glory
of
a
loving

GOD



Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc aka
SoulSurvivor
(C) 12/29/2015
all rights protected
99 · Oct 2020
AN ATTITUDE OF PRAYER
SøułSurvivør Oct 2020
A heart resplendent
With hands raised
A heart that's joyfully
Singing praise!

A heart that's burdened
By all the pain
Yet still knows Jehovah reigns.

The first is happy, then will sigh.
The sorrowful will reach
And touch the sky!
Both will know that by & by
That in the end all in graves lie.

Those in sorrow
Need hands raised!
They've knelt in prayer
Now need to praise!

Those who are happy
In their way
Should bow a knee...
Begin to pray.

Life ain't easy. It ain't fair.
We all need...

An attitude of prayer.

SoulSurvivor
Catherine Jarvis
10/9/2020
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