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1.7k · May 2015
patterns
SøułSurvivør May 2015
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the roots of
the deciduous tree
-
become
-
the wind barren
branches
-
become
-
the veins of the
leaves
-
which fall
-
into the streams
which become
rivers
-
which become
deltas
-
which feed the
oceans
-
which create
rain
-
which feeds

the roots
of the
trees
once more



soulsurvivor
(c) 5/17/2015
Have you ever seen the
delta of a river
(from an aerial view)
going into the ocean?
It looks just like
a tree upside down!

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1.7k · Jul 2020
~~< Window >~~
SøułSurvivør Jul 2020
~~<<♡>>~~

God sometimes closes curtains
but He'll always open the
WINDOW

~~<<♡>>~~
I was looking at another ten word poem in my archives and came up with this one. I like this a lot better!
1.7k · Sep 2014
Jesus Is Stronger
SøułSurvivør Sep 2014
Superheroes rule they say,
They are all the rage today.
But Jesus Christ's the one I seek...
He is strong where I am weak!

-chorus-
Jesus is stronger than Superman,
Jesus is mighty He has a plan,
Jesus could save the whole wide world...
Every man, woman, boy and girl!

Could Ironman ever heal the sick?
Thor or Jesus, take your pick!
That Green Hornet has a car,
But Jesus is the Morning Star...

-chorus-

The world has Fantastic Four
But Jesus Christ can feed the poor,
Can Batman walk upon the sea?
Could Spidy die for you and me?

-chorus-

There's no reason to wonder why,
Jesus Christ's my kinda guy!
He will save you! Yes! He can!
'Cause Jesus is stronger than Superman!

Jesus is stronger than Superman,
He saved me! I am His fan!
Jesus Reigns! He'll rule the world!
Every man, woman, boy and girl!


Soul Survivor
Catherine Jarvis
(C) 2011
This is a song for children I wrote
a few years back. I plan to produce it on
Youtube. I've written the music, as well.
1.6k · May 2015
chronological order
SøułSurvivør May 2015
---

a minute or so
to experience
birth

seventy years
(give or take ten)
to experience
life

and a
millisecond
to be

ushered into eternity


soulsurvivor
(c) 5/29/2015
Thanks to Gary L for the inspiration

-
SøułSurvivør Sep 2014
Six humans trapped by happenstance,
In bleak and bitter cold.
Each one possessed a stick of wood
Or so the story's told.

Their dying fire in need of logs,
The first man held his back.
For of the faces round the fire
He noticed one was black.

The next man looking 'cross the way
Saw one not of his church
And couldn't bring himself to give
The fire his stick of birch.

The third one sat in tattered clothes
He gave his coat a hitch,
Why should his log be put to use
To warm the idle rich?

The rich man just sat back and thought
Of the wealth he had in store,
And how to keep what he had earned
From the lazy, shiftless poor.

The black mans face bespoke revenge
As the fire passed from his sight.
For all he saw in his stick of wood
Was a chance to spite the white.

The last man of this forlorn group
Did nought except for gain
Giving only to those who gave
Was how he played the game.

Their logs held tight in
death's still hands
Was proof of human sin,
They didn't die from the cold without
But died from the cold within.
By James Patrick Kinney
1.6k · Jun 2016
What God Is / Is NOT
SøułSurvivør Jun 2016
God is very generous
He gives to those who seek
He resists the proud & arrogant
And undergirds the meek
He puts to shame the strong of mind
Gives wisdom to the weak

God is very merciful
He helps the poor & lowly
But He is not like Santa Claus
He will give, but slowly
He will not prosper greediness
For God is pure & holy

God is very fair & just
He protects downtrodden
He will not help the vengeful man
Who wants to **** and plots them
He will repay the evil one
For wickedness he's brought them!

God is of a lowly heart
He came to earth a slave
To His Father's every wish
To be murdered by the knave
Innocent of everything
They put Him in the grave

God is Truth & Righteousness
He won't bend to our whim
He won't wink his eyes for wickedness
Or rubber-stamp our sin
He helps those who want to change
And give them strength to win

For God is strong and mighty
He's not for the high-born
Three lepers ran off multitudes
He defeats who He has sworn
He gave David polished stones
To slay the Philistine

God  is patiently in love
With those of slower pace
He lets them fall, then picks them up
He does not turn His face
Does not regard color or creed
Adores the human race
He suffered the crown of THORNS
He came to share His Grace

God is the total Ruler
The holy angels sing
Around His throne and scepter
On their glorious wings
He's due praise & honor

For HE is our KING!


SoulSurvivor
(C) 6/24/2016
I can't say enough about our God. Father El Elyon. Son Yeshua, Jesus Christ. The Water of Life, the Holy Spirit. The Three are One!

There are many great mysteries about God. His thoughts are not our thoughts. His ways are not our ways. DO NOT JUDGE GOD! You have no way to do so with a three and a half pound fallen brain! He is so far beyond anything we can possibly imagine. And for those who love Him He will give Destiny such as never before seen, heard, or conceived by anybody on this planet. We are in a testing ground. Sides are being taken and lines are being drawn. Which side will you be on?

-
1.6k · May 2016
Worry • Doubt • Fear
SøułSurvivør May 2016
Worry* is a scurvy rat
It is a man's main bane
It chews on your self esteem
It nibbles at your brain
It will take your precious time
Your energies will claim
It will hobble your very life
It will make you lame
You may try to capture it
But that is all in vain

Doubt is like a cancer
It eats at your bones
It takes breath from your very lungs
It turns your mind to stone
It makes you feel incomplete
It makes you weep and moan
Under it's all-nagging pain
You will retch and groan
It is resistant to all cures
And you cannot atone

Fear is like a little death
It turns the heart to straw
It strikes like a rattlesnake
With poison in its maw
It's like a fascist dictator
Who makes the harshest laws
It can take your greatest strength
Make it pernicious flaw
Like a sadistic doctor
With a large chainsaw!

How can a person battle
Worry, Doubt and Fear?
How can our lives get better?
How can we have cheer?
Jack Daniels has no answer
It's not Budweiser beer...

It may be elusive
At first just like a wraith
But once you have a hold on it

The answer is our *FAITH.*



SoulSurvivor
(C) 5/27/2016
Found the beginnings of this poem earlier while I was looking through some boxes (I'm cleaning an old storage area).
It showed promise so I started working on it today.

This cleaning project has been taking up a lot of my time. Hopefully I'll be able to get back on the site over the long weekend.

May you be blessed this Memorial Day!

-
1.6k · Feb 2016
lost soul
SøułSurvivør Feb 2016
~~~<♢>~~~

my soul got lost
somewhere within my poetry

i hope you are the
one who finds it!



SoulSurvivor
(C) 2/18/2016
haven't been reading much lately
I have too much on my mind

I am apologizing to those
who have ♡ed, reposted
and/or commented
and haven't gotten a response from me

I'm very sad about my dad right now
1.6k · Aug 2016
Rich Man/Poor Man
SøułSurvivør Aug 2016
A man wore silk designer suits
Rolex on his wrist
His shoes were made in Italy
Had trillions in his fist

He had the perfect trophy wife
Kids in private schools
Drove Bentleys and Mercedes
He was no one's fool

He had mansions worldwide
Shopped Paris on the Rue
His address was a penthouse
On 5th Avenue

-

There was a man without a dime
Who lived upon a grate
Where warm air from the subway
Could share in his "estate"

He wore the rags which he had found
In shelters on the way
He sat and watched the rich man
Who walked by that day

His groaning and his mumbling
Annoyed the wealthy man
Who took care to walk around him
As he went about his plans

-

The rich man died a hero
His widow & kids drew hence
His many friends came round about
They spared no expense

The poor begger had no one
Had no money saved
He was thrown on a dungheap
They call a "pauper's grave"

-

The rich man had been lavish
He'd fared well every day
But he was a corporate mobster
So he had hell to pay

The poor man was redeemed of God
That is why he lost his job
He wouldn't serve up to the mob
And so his end was like a sob

He thanked God with his last breath
With grace endured ignoble death

But it had no strength to sting
The angels bore him on their wings

Eternity in everything

So which was the human being
Who had greatest gain?
This is an age old story
But the fact remains

The rich man saw the poor one
Again after his death
In heaven... joyous... SINGING!

While He could not draw breath!



SoulSurvivor
(C) 8/17/2016
This poem needs work. It's late and I felt like writing. Any suggestions would be appreciated!

I fully intend to make this a late-nighter... I wanted to stay up and read. But my eyelids are getting so heavy. I'll have to get up and read tomorrow morning early. Can't keep my eyes open :(

♡ Catherine
1.6k · Dec 2015
I am not ignorant
SøułSurvivør Dec 2015
I WANT TO THANK
ALL MY FAITHFUL FOLLOWERS!*

but I know someone
(or maybe a few someones)
are out there
dissing me

guess what?

I DON'T CARE.**


SoulSurvivor
Catherine Jarvis
I'm not being read anymore.
I have faithful followers
And truly appreciate them all.
BUT I KNOW I AM
UNPOPULAR NOW BECAUSE OF
SOME TROLLING.

I don't need trends or dailies folks.
I'm here for the
POETRY

PERIOD.
1.6k · Jul 2015
To God. A list...
SøułSurvivør Jul 2015
Why do I have to endure:

The company of pain....
Emotional
Mental
Physical
Spiritual

Hardship....
Taking­ care of very elderly parents
Being a Targeted Individual
(I was on staff at the "Church" of
Scientology. I left without permission. I'm outspoken against them. They hunt down and target such people... and make their
lives A PURE MISERY)
Being a person who knows the
Truth but is perceived as insane
Being single
Being childless (barren)
Being smart enough to know that
I'm not smart enough
Having crippling arthritis
Having deformed feet to the point
that I'm barely able to walk...

Should I go on...? No.
Instead I shall praise You!

I'll thank you for:

Being alive at all to experience this.
The counterpoint symphony of birdsong... and the beautiful day
The company of my ageing parents
The fact that I still have all my
family and friends
The lovely cacti and other plants
out here on our porch
My extant talent and ability
The fact I can walk at all
Clothing to wear
Shoes on my feet
Food to eat
A roof over my head
Good eyes and ears
The use of my upper body
Appreciation of beauty
The ability to read and write
The fact that I never married
the wrong man and brought
children into an unsafe and
unhappy environment

But most of all,  God, I'm grateful for

THE SACRIFICE OF YOUR
PRECIOUS SON THAT I MAY HAVE

S A L V A T I O N.

THANK YOU! !!!


♥ Catherine
I had to make this list for
a spiritual exercise

Thought I'd share it with you.

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1.6k · Sep 2014
Color
SøułSurvivør Sep 2014
@@@blue                                                      pink­@@@
@@@russet                                        purple@@@
@@­red yellow         \   /            orange teal@@
@@ochre violet     @@     puce lavender@@
@@green brown    ¥¥   turquoise navy@@
@@scarlet citrine   ¥¥    cerulean black@@
copper silver   ¥¥   golden bronze
peach wine  ¥¥   periwinkle
rose champagne ¥¥  blue chartreuse
carnation marigold     ¥¥  buff ecru mahogany
@emerald sapphire      ¥¥      amber opal pearl@
@raven oriole                                  rainbow russet@
@@                                                       ­                   @@
I hope this works!
it should be viewed on an
iPad laptop or PC
1.6k · Jul 2016
Of Light & Shadow
SøułSurvivør Jul 2016
-

Noonday sun
Casts the darkest shadows

But they huddle

BENEATH


[10W]
SoulSurvivor
(C) 7/12/2016
Thanks for all your love and support friends. I have to go off site for a while. But I will be back this evening...
1.6k · Jul 2016
honey
SøułSurvivør Jul 2016
~~<♡>~~

the milk of human kindness
is like honey to the spirit


flattery holding deceit
is saccharine

which poisons the soul


[20W]
SoulSurvivor
(C) 7/25/2016
I want your honest opinion. I feel sometimes like people think I'm too kind and I have some kind of agenda behind that. Nothing could be farther from the truth. I am very concerned about this site. There is negativity here at certain levels. I feel as a believer in the Lord Jesus Christ that that needs to be counterbalanced. But the last thing I want to do is be saccharine. I can tell you everything I said and done comes from the heart. There Is no agenda behind it. But those who have poison in their minds inject poison into other's. There may be some who say that kindness is weakness. That's unfortunate. Those people don't know true strength.

I love you all and I want to show it in concrete ways. I take too long to read because I have a tendency to repost and comment a lot. I also read more than one poem that that poet has written. Is that too much? Your honest opinion please. I appreciate it very much!

♡ Catherine
1.6k · Aug 2017
The Mill
SøułSurvivør Aug 2017
"Though the mills
Of God grind slowly;
Yet they grind exceeding small;
Though with patience
He stands waiting,
With exactness grinds He all."

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow.

The Mill

The grueling weight
of happenstance,
A millstone for to grind,
It deflates the ego
And shows us
Where we're blind,
It renders flesh a ruin
Obliterates the mind,
We leave our idols desolate
Leave the ties that bind.

Under painful hardship
We release the very things
Which put us in the circumstance
And caused the suffering
We leave behind our craving
For wealth and diamond rings
Everything exalted
All exalted above God...

That means
EVERYTHING

Whatever you adore
On this temporal earth
Whatever gives you pleasure
In which you find worth

These very things will shackle you!
You'll find out they're not free.
They are just the Golden Calf
Of base idolatry.

But the millstone slowly purges
Turning hour by hour
Turning the wheat kernels
Into useful flour.

And so I am refined
As I surely must
Put to naught my flesh
Make powder all my lusts
For I am as ashes

for I am as dust.*


SS  (C) 8/23/2017
I have troubles right now. God is putting me through the mill. I'm now almost completely bedridden. My father is in great pain and suffering. My mom is extremely upset due to all this. The entire family is in turmoil. We are ALL affected.

I'm not saying my problems are any worse than yours. We each have a cross to bear. It's simply how we HANDLE IT that matters! Are we going to get bitter? Or BETTER?!!!

I've been feeling very sorry for myself. And, due to my reaction to the stress, I hurt a friend. I can't tell you how badly this shook me! I (self-righteously) thought I was far beyond this sort of behavior! But the pressure grinds & shows us our idols & faults. I've decided to let go of a LOT of besetting iniquity. And it's HARD.

I haven't been on site much. I just want to pray and read my Bible. Study. This will help me heal. Please forgive my absence. I appreciate your support and understanding. I include all of you in my prayers...


♡ Catherine
1.6k · Sep 2015
feral kittens
SøułSurvivør Sep 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
an absolutely beautiful pair
of feral kitties brightened
my morning!

still in a lot of pain due to
a lymphatic detox
but i want to read today!
1.6k · Aug 2018
Lizard on a Stone
SøułSurvivør Aug 2018
There was once a little boy
Without a friend
without a toy

A little girl who's gone astray
Without a guide
she lost her way

A man who walked
the desert sand
Lost within a foreign land

There was a lady who was lost
Wandering to count the cost

The way was hidden,
did not show
They all had no place to go

Suddenly they heard a sound
Puzzled, they all looked around

There was a lizard on a rock
To their amazement it could talk!

Here I am! The lizard said
Right here in this rocky bed!

Meet me here,
Come one, come all!
Hear me as I make this call!

Come see what I have in store
You won't be lonely anymore!

They listened to their
lizard brother
Come to find they met each other!

They made new friends
Were not alone
Due to that lizard on a stone.
I'm making silver and copper lizards that are wrapped around some semi-precious stones as jewelry. I'm going to sell them at a street fair and at swap meets. This little poem will be included with the sale of the jewelry.

I apologize for not being around. Life has been very difficult for me lately. And I've had to make a decision as to what I'm going to do to make money above and beyond my social security disability. Since I'm handicapped it's hard for me to get around. So I'm going to work from home. I hope I can be back around soon. Take care!
1.6k · Dec 2015
Pinocchio [10W]
SøułSurvivør Dec 2015
Inspired by ryn's concrete poem
Love Fool



I'm here...

hanging on the end of a
                    dangling participle...



SoulSurvivor
(C) 12/12/2015
1.6k · Feb 2016
JACKedPOT!!!
SøułSurvivør Feb 2016
Here you are!
Las Vegas bound!
Got your dollars
by the pound!
Looking 'round at
all the sights!
The big Casinos!
Pretty lights!

You are here
for three big nights...

You and the wife
take in a show!
Gotta do that
don'tcha know
Then the liquor
starts to flow

The quarter slots
and off you go...

WOW! You WON!
$800 bucks!
You just can't
believe your luck!
You're hi-rollin'!
That's no lie!

Friend, you won the
***** PRIZE.

Off you go to the
Blackjack table
You play as long
as you are able
Start to lose.
Become unstable

Win in Vegas?
That's a fable...

You begin to
lose your mind
You lose more money
Than you find
Gambling
becomes a grind
You are really
in a bind

Sin City's really
so unkind...

Table to table
You're on the hop
You're all over
on the shop
Buying chips with
money you ain't got

Your wife is
begging you to stop...

Back at the slots
where you began
Don't know day from night
my friend
You drop the dollars
You're 'round the bend
You spent money
your friends lend

Finally you're
at the end...

Here you are
upon the stool
You didn't play
by you're own rules
Don't bank the house
and be a tool

But here you sit
Just like a fool...

Now you're singin'
the sad song
You spent it all
you're in the wrong
Vegas knew it all along

Your wife has left
your money's gone...

Open pocket
out it slips
You fell for
the dealer's quips
The dreams of riches
from their lips
You fell for
the gambling whips

now you gotta
EAT THOSE CHIPS.



SoulSurvivor
(C) 2/7/2016
The sad thing about gambling addiction
is you may not know that you're
addicted until it's too late...

-
1.6k · Sep 2017
Your Hands
SøułSurvivør Sep 2017
I was so dead
I couldn't cope
Walking wounded
With no hope

But Your strong hands
There all along
Held me from death
And kept me strong

Your hands, Your hands
Cup tiny earth
You gave me dignity
Gave me worth

Your hands, Your hands
Hold the universe
But they touched me
At my worst

Your hands, Your hands
Spin all the worlds
But touched the heart
Of a small girl


Your mighty hands
Crushed empires strong
But swept the guilt
From all my wrongs

They turn the earth
The moon, the tides
In Your hands
My heart resides

[CHORUS]

BRIDGE:

By Your strength
Your Children stand
We are held up

By Your hands



SøułSurvivør
(C) 9/2017
I've been experiencing a kind of personal revival. I had some very bad habits (including smoking) which have been completely broken off of me! I've even overcome sugar addiction!

I won't be on site as much as before, but will honestly attempt to stay in touch as much as possible. I TRULY LOVE YOU!

♡♡♡ GOD BLESS YOU ALL! ♡♡♡
SøułSurvivør Jul 2015
----

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

no one ever will


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

SoulSurvivor
(C) 7/24/2015
Many prospectors have died
Looking for the Lost Dutchman mine

Under mysterious circumstances...

---
1.6k · Jun 2016
dusk bird
SøułSurvivør Jun 2016
you take
refuge in your flight

on your pinions
you gracefully
adorn the
smudged
sky

while i?
i lie tethering
my ankles to the

ground


SoulSurvivor
(C) 6/21/2016
I wish I could get out of this funk. I'm My Own Worst Enemy quite often. I believe self-pity to be the greatest hindrance to spirituality there is.

^¡^
1.6k · Sep 2015
stone rose
SøułSurvivør Sep 2015
sea
rolling blue
in darkness, black
rose under the
weeping waves
seeping
salt
t
e
a
r
s
an            @                
    ocean's    @                      
   bleeding  @                    
coral          
r
e
e
f
                  @           has
                    @       died in
                     @      sadness
                       @   crushed    
                  @   into        
s
a
n
d
       s      
   t  
  o  
n
e
there are huge areas of the sea
that are dying or dead
the least we can do
is put a rose
on the
grave

@--\-----
1.6k · Dec 2015
fool's rose
SøułSurvivør Dec 2015
a fool
came to my town
having no knowledge
of cacti

he was
greatly impressed
by a certain flower on a
cholla

before i
had a chance
to warn him, he put
his hand to the plant
and proceeded to breathe
deeply of the scent of
the bloom

"Ooouch!"
the obvious happened
i then proceeded to ask him
how it smelled

"It was the most beautiful fragrance
I have ever inhaled!" he said


So.
*who was the fool?
Try something new, even
if you may at first be afraid

Use caution, but sometimes
you could be pleasantly surprised!

THIS DOES NOT INCLUDE DRUGS
OR ANY SELF HARM BEHAVIOR

DON'T BE SILLY
AND STICK YOUR FACE
IN A CACTUS!

Cholla: the bristiest and
most unforgiving of all cacti

-
1.5k · Oct 2014
cassandra
SøułSurvivør Oct 2014
i believe it
was not what
cassandra

SAID

that haunted
her most

it was
her

SILENCE


(c) soulsurvivor
Cassandra was a
prophetess of doom
She predicted that the
Greeks were going to
take Troy

Nobody listened to her

The USA is going to
experience great hardship
on catastrophic levels

AND SOON

The entire world is going
to experience destruction
on a level never before seen

This isn't only my opinion
due to my belief in the
Biblical book of Revelation

Please. Prepare yourselves
Find out what to do
in case of disaster
in your area and
PREPARE

DO NOT TRUST AUTHORITY
If they say that they're
going to help you
THEY LIE

HEAD FOR THE HILLS !!!

I can not be silent about this
I may lose some people
but I have
NOT LOST MY SENSES

THANK YOU!
1.5k · Jun 2016
The Beautiful Face of EVIL
SøułSurvivør Jun 2016
Lovely elves and charming witches
Wizards with great power
Sorcerers and dragons
I've read of these for hours.

Woodland imps and fairies
Their faces may seem pure
But these creatures are spirits
And they are meant to lure

Spirit guides and shamans
Fetishes and feathers
Burning sage and totums
Beating drums together

Werewolves and vampires
Voodoo dolls with porcelain faces
These creatures are monsters!
They have no redeeming graces!

HALLOWEEN IS WICKED!

Yet it is for SALE!
Kids dressed up as GOULIES
And DEVILS WITH A TAIL!

SATAN ISN'T BEAUTIFUL!
The devil  isn't CUTE!
HE'S HERE TO DESTROY US!
Yet we dress KIDS in his SUIT!


Yes, they are romanticized
The source of tons of ink
I've even written of them
A fact from which I shrink!

I repent of doing this
And as popular as they are
I will now delete them
I will no longer share.

I will not praise this "beauty"
Or perpetrate a lie
I've had some trouble reading
Now I know the reason why

These deceptions grieve The Spirit
My holy heart. My SOURCE.
These ideas are of evil
I will not endorse.

I could have done so quietly
Never made a show
But you need to read this
You really need to know!

I may seem a fool for writing this
You won't like this share
But if I'm now unpopular
I DON'T REALLY CARE.

And, Christians, be ye HOLY!
Think on something nice!
Think on God the Father

And The Lord Jesus Christ!


SoulSurvivor
(C) 6/27/2016
I am the Survivor of a terrible spiritual experience. It was brought on by my belief in Spirit guides of sorts. I almost didn't get out of it alive. I am sorry if this seems a little harsh. The only reason that I posted this is because I am very concerned for this community. It is meant out of love and not some judgmental sense of self-righteous superiority. I've been there. I know what I'm saying is true. Please believe me!

If you write about these things I cannot "like" them. I cannot and I will not apologize for it. I have to stand up as a Believer. AND YOU FOLKS NEED TO KNOW.

I LOVE YOU!

♡ Catherine
1.5k · Jun 2015
Every Tear a Prayer
SøułSurvivør Jun 2015
---

As a little girl I saw you
You fell down and scraped your knee
And as the tears flowed
down your face
You thought I didn't see
Your mother came and hugged you
I wonder if you knew
That as she held you close to her
I came and hugged you TOO.

Yes, my child, I hugged you.
How it hurt to see you cry!
You thought that I was far away
But I heard your softest sigh.
You thought that I was far away
But I was always there...

Your every pain a call to Me
And every tear a prayer.


As a growing child I witnessed it
How the girls teased you in school
Well you understood the pain
Of being made a fool.
In the schoolground they all
Taunted you
I don't think that you knew
That when you sat
And hugged yourself
I came and hugged you TOO.

Yes, my child, I hugged you.
How it hurt to see you cry!
You thought that I was far away
But I heard your softest sigh.
You thought that I was far away
But I was always there...

Your every pain a call to Me
And every tear a PRAYER.

You came to be a woman
As precious as a dove
But you never saw it
For you'd always felt unloved
And so the world hurt you
How it tore you apart!
So I called you out and wooed you...

YOU ASKED ME IN YOUR HEART!

So now you know I love you
Now you see I cried!
Every time you did not trust Me
And believed deception's lie
Now you know LOVE YOU
AND I AM ALWAYS THERE...

Your every day a call to me

AND EVERY TEAR A PRAYER!!!



SoulSurvivor
(C) 2/18/2009
This is a song I wrote a while back.
I will have it produced one day.

---
1.5k · Oct 2015
The Bell is Cracked
SøułSurvivør Oct 2015
Liberty and FREEDOM?
For SOME, but not for ALL.
For most the clock is ticking,
And it's slowing to a crawl.
The graphitti is in neon.
A luminous great scrawl.
The finger is a'pointing.
The writing's on the wall.

Can't afford our army corps
Let alone our vets.
Alone our heros wander streets
As mean as it gets.
Their chances of survival?
Don't take any bets.

What happened to the middle class?
Are THEY free anymore?
Yep. They push the shopping carts
At the Wal-Mart store.
It's one of their MANY menial jobs
They have three or four
Even the kids must work for pay
That mortgage is a bore
They feel like exploding.
It rocks them to the core.
They see all their neighbors
Are simply getting poor.

The liberty bell's cracked open
Can't you hear the sound?
All the freedom fighters left.
They've gone underground.
Look for the founding fathers.
They are not around.
Where are the stars and stripes?

Nowhere to be found.


SoulSurvivor
(C) 9/30/2015
Hooray for the Red, Black and Blue.
1.5k · Jul 2016
Expand/Contract
SøułSurvivør Jul 2016
I
push
at my wall
expand into the
far corners of total
conciousness yet there
are four dimensions to bind
and five senses to contend with
therefore I'm compressed in
the shape of enlongated
boxes turned onto
their corner tip
and discover
the shape
of


DIAMONDS


SoulSurvivor
(C) 7/2/2016
I read the work of another poet to have the similar idea. I don't recall who it was. It is not my purpose to plagiarize. But I have this idea that we all can be extended only so far before we are compressed again. But is that not how sparkling diamonds are made? Carbon heated 2 expansion then compressed in the Earth. Something to ponder anyway...

.
1.5k · Jun 2015
mirrors
SøułSurvivør Jun 2015
---

I'm sitting here
behind my eyes
I guess I'll never win
I sit before the mirror
on the outside looking in



SoulSurvivor
(C)  7/23/2014
I'll leave this poem open
for interpretation

---
1.5k · Feb 2016
birdland
SøułSurvivør Feb 2016
^¡^

everyone has a voice here
every note will flow
some of us are nightingales
some of us are crows
some of us are magpies
collecting shiny things
some of us canaries
which in the coalmine sing
some of us are larks
singing in the copse
some of us are ravens
gathered 'round a corpse
some are Laughing *******
who scream to beat the band
some of us are ostrich
with our heads in sand
some of us can "Twitter"
how we love our "tweets"!
some of us are silly coots
with funny orange feet!
some of us are toucan
with beaks that are outgrown
some of us are parrots
with a beak that's not our own
some of us are robins
hopping on the lawn
some of us are lovely
angelic, graceful swans
some of us are mockingbirds
yes, you could fit that bill
some are birds with feathers
which make a lovely quill
some of us are peacocks
great beauties, but a bore
some of us are hawks
which o'r deep canyons soar

some of us are eagles
symbols of our call
I welcome you to
birdland
where we are poets

ALL


SoulSurvivor
(C) 2/4/2016
All except for the parrots.
They need to be plucked!

What kind of bird are YOU?

-
1.5k · Oct 2014
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


~~~­
For all those who grieve.

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

PRISMS
1.5k · Jul 2017
WiFi Girl
SøułSurvivør Jul 2017
I'm online, baby
I've sig(h)ned in
I've waited, honey
Where you been?

I've a LED-screen body
Icon lips
Silicon *******
Computer (c)hips

I'm your WiFi girl
I'm here to play
I'm your WiFi girl
I'll make your day
I'm your WiFi girl
You'd better pray
I'm your WiFi girl
Lead you astray


Watch me, baby
I'm just your type
I am lush and
I am ripe
Forget all the media hype

I can really turn you on
I was assembled
In Hong Kong
I will play you
Like a gong
Just click on me!
Just play along...

[chorus]

I will love you
Make you groan
I will iradiate your bones
I'm not YOURS
I'm just on loan
I'm not THERE.

You're all alone...

[chorus]


SøułSurvivør
(C) 7/4/2017
1.5k · Jan 2015
~~~~^♥^(my prayer for you)
SøułSurvivør Jan 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
I don't like to broadcast my
spirit life ordinarily.
But with each ♥ and thought
Towards you this prayer is
Being heard by God.

Some may not believe.
But I thought that you
Should know anyway.
There are many people who
Are really struggling these days.
I hope that this brings you
Comfort that someone cares.
And I have news for you...

... SO DOES GOD.
1.5k · Jan 2016
Consider the Eagles
SøułSurvivør Jan 2016
as they soar
They course the winds and roam
They care not for snow nor rain
They make the clouds their home!

Consider the badger in his den
He worries not for gold
He will fight till his last breath
To defend his hole!

Consider the lion and his pride
They suffer want and lack
But they care naught or give a thought
They will be bouncing back!

Consider the fish within his pool
He worries not for drink
He won't beware for lack of air
He's stronger than we think!

Consider the wildflower
The bravely climbing rose
She will, in gloom, put forth her bloom
And cover trees in floes!

Consider the canine!
Consider the mighty horse!
They don't amend the name of friend
they're better ones of course!

Consider kingdoms of the wild
Do you find it odd?
They worry not. Give nothing thought

They just depend on GOD.


SoulSurvivor
(C) 1/19/2016
There's a poet in our community
who's going through a difficult time.

I wrote this to uplift my poetfriend.

I must go off site for now
I'll be back soon.

-
SøułSurvivør Jun 2015
Le-YAND-de-ska nor E' des ke'

Noor-eil-to-DOE-do keel EH DOOR TE'

Te' oor! Te' OOR! Ma-OOR-de-te'!

Keel-oo-de SKA noor ahn de' TAH- de'

Pooh-EH-nes-yel-ta-do

Ne-EST-TA DE' ?!!!


Le-END-de-SKA noor E'ND de TAH-de


~~~♡< TRANSLATION >♡~~~


I am the Lord Jesus Christ.
I am using this weak vessel to speak.
She is afraid of your
judgement
but more concerned about
doing My Father's will

I LOVE YOU!

DO YOU NOT KNOW THAT?!!!

I LOVE YOU !!!
Though you do not hear

Be still. Listen.
And know that I am
GOD
I'm very much afraid
of course. I'm
SHAKING TO THE
CORE OF MY BEING!!!

But this is my prayer language
and the Lord wanted me to
share this with you.

I both speak and interpret
tounges
I have a great gift, for I
CAN INTERPRET MY OWN

This is from my
HEART SOUL and SPIRIT
1.5k · May 2017
Maternal Unit ♡♡♡
SøułSurvivør May 2017
Here's a little pome
From your little girl
Dedicated to the one
Who brought me
             to the world...

I wasn't an easy child
I thought it would be fun
To run through
              the house screaming
              tormenting everyone!

There was the time
              when I got "lost"
It must've made you bats!
But, of course, you found me...
               in a cage with feral cats!

I got lost on that Hawaiian trip
In that department store...
The largest in the country!
Couldn't find me anywhere!

Another time I climbed on up
To cookies on the shelf...
The top of those cabinets!
I could have killed myself!

Then, as I got older
I became more wild
I won't go into details
But I was a tough child!

I'm surprised I'm still around
For all the things I've done
I must be here to love you now
And I DO love you, ***!

Yeah, I'm surprised I'm living!
I've done SO many things...
I got high... could've been higher...
With a halo and some WINGS!

'Cause moms?
They can be tougher
They can do more than shout
They brought us
IN to this 'ol world...
            and they can take us OUT!

Here's to my Maternal Unit
Yup... you must've passed the test
And when God gave out the hearts

He gave you the BEST!


♡ Your daughter Catherine
Our neighbors kept feral Manx
cats. I got "lost" when I was 4.
The momma cat had had a
litter of kittens in a cage they
kept in the backyard, and I
decided I wanted to pet the kitties. That mother cat
was pacing and hissing for
all she was worth! I made my
mom frantic! And that sure
wasn't the LAST TIME! LOL!

I'm going to be gone most of the
day at a mom's day party...
Lord willing I'll be back reading
Tomorrow ♡♡♡
1.5k · Sep 2014
Heart Attack - 10W
SøułSurvivør Sep 2014
((()))             ((()))
Hardened    Arteries
Cause death. How
much more a
hard heart
((()))
()


10W
Soul Survivor
\(*!*)/
SøułSurvivør Oct 2014
~~~@~~~

i break
my chrysalid womb
into a realm
without
protection

my wings
are wet and stunted
cyan jewels lie dew'd
tourmaline
clusters upon the
veins

i'm only beginning
to learn the
nature of flight

i'm at my
most vulnerable
please
protect me
but don't assist me
in my struggle
to break

FREE

~~~@~~~

it took me
disolving time to
emerge
from my own
beautiful
amorphous mess
while I drew
my imaginal discs

i dreamt
of flowers
and their
everlasting
bursting colors

the
celestial skies
and soft
empowering
spring
breeze


~~~@~~~

as i push apart
my place of
safety and security
i find the life
pumping
into my
wingspan

the colors of the
world
entrance me
i am no longer
dreaming
as i drink in
my natural
but still
foreign
home

~~~@~~~

riveting pain
with each
s p r e a d
of these
newly acquiesced
defenseless
delicate
appendiges
this
m e t a m o r p h a s i s
has just begun

my
j o u r n e y
to self discovery
paved with
wrestling and scuffling
everlasting
flight
and
wondering


~~~@~~~

for it is in the
p a I n
we find
g r o w t h

and in the
s t r u g g l e
against
the
safe and secure
that we
at last
find

F R E E D O M

~~~@~~~

dajena m
soulsurvivor
(c) october 10, 2014
There is a story of
A man who saw a
Butterfly struggling
To free itself from the
Confiness of it's
Christalis
He assisted it by
Partially breaking
The leaf like sheath
Later upon
Returning
To the site he found
The butterfly
Dead on the ground

They need the struggle
To push their blood
Into their wings
To live


It has been a great pleasure
Working with
Dajena M
To say the least!

She is a marvel!
1.5k · Jun 2016
weighty matters
SøułSurvivør Jun 2016
they say
that you are lazy
a glutton and a fool
no matter how you slice the roast
people can be cruel

I have a weight problem            
have had all my life            
on the yo-yo string of failure            
folks, words cut like a knife            


perhaps you saw my avatar
I was slender as can be
but now my weight is up again
and I cannot be me

unless I show my picture                
as I am right now                
I want you to see me                
I want you to know                

I'm as pretty now my friends
as I've ever been
my weight is not an issue
and it's not due to sin

I was on some heavy meds                
Haldol and Xyprexa                
so I'm a little overweight                
I have a little extra                
              
so check out my avatar
check it out and see
I may be a "weighty matter"

but I'm still the same ol' ME!


SoulSurvivor
(C) 6/9/2016
I was put on some pretty heavy medication because of my status as a targeted individual. I had a run-in with the "Church" of Scientology. They did everything in their power to destroy my life. I am not bitter about this. My experience helped me in some respects. But the psychiatrists were very irresponsible. They put me on Xyprexa when I weighed 280 pounds.
That medication is known to promote weight gain. I ballooned up to 360 pounds.
They left me on that med for over a year. I'm not saying that I'm not totally responsible for my condition though. I should have contested these decisions the doctors made. But basically I'd given up. Because I never needed these meds I had every side effect in the book. And one of the side effects for a lot of these medications is weight gain.

I'm not letting it get me down. I'm going to a wellness camp and exercising daily. As much as I can with Stage four arthritis in both knees. The weight gain did that to me  too. My attitude is good. I just need to have prayer that I can forgive these doctors and the people who started this ball rolling in the first place. Before all this happened 20 years ago I had lost 140 pounds to be as thin as I was in the avatar that you saw on my profile a while back.

I will try to read later today. It seems every time I start reading something comes up. So be patient with me please! I do care about you all and I want to read you. Not just because I want "likes" or reads. I just love poetry!
1.5k · Jul 2016
KEEP YOUR MIND UPON THE LORD
SøułSurvivør Jul 2016
---
when every last vestige of
your humanity seems to be
a jigsaw puzzle game
strewn across the universe
with no possibility of
retrieval
of all pieces

KEEP YOUR MIND UPON THE LORD

when rage accosts the
very center of your heart
like a home invasion
taking with it
all the
milk of human kindness

KEEP YOUR MIND UPON THE LORD

when your flowers die
in a blight of ice
the very roots
frozen in the tundra
and spring becomes winter
in the space of an hour

KEEP YOUR MIND UPON THE LORD

when worry wrings your brain
like a fishwife with a towel
doubt lays a crooked wall
using your bones as a trowel
fear is a raven which
travels with the owl

KEEP YOUR MIND UPON THE LORD

when evil wells out
of every pore of your existence
like sludge drained from
the bottom of a
juggernaut

TANK


KEEP YOUR MIND UPON THE LORD!


for Jesus Christ is the
puzzle piece
which restores
the entire game

---

He's the peace which
passes all understanding

the joy which is our strength

---

He is the
Rose of Sharon
which has no time nor season
but blooms eternally

---

He is the mechanic
who made all destruction
and will

DESTROY THE WORKS OF DARKNESS


KEEP

YOUR

MIND

UPON

♡ JESUS CHRIST ♡



THE AUTHOR AND FINISHER
OF OUR

~~~< F • A • I • T • H >~~~


SoulSurvivor
(C) 7/16/2016
I've been writing quite a bit about the storm to come. But not enough about the solution. Jesus Christ is that solution. The government can't help you. Don't go to any camps. Your own power can't help you. Your Own Strength can't help you. No matter how brilliant you are your brain can't help you. Your money can't help you. If something is broken in your car who do you think you'd want to see? A mechanic. If something is broken in your life wouldn't you want to see the One who created it?
Knows the every working of your universe
Inside and out?

A friend of mine prompted me to write this. I was not going to write another piece today. But the Holy Spirit has been insistent. I want people to read this on Sunday morning.

Have a beautiful day!

And remember

KEEP YOUR MIND UPON THE LORD!
1.5k · Jul 2016
Buckle Up, Amerika
SøułSurvivør Jul 2016
We're headed for a deep, deep valley
Poison sky in Tornado Alley
We had best not dilly-dally
Our Creator's got a running tally

"What's that list?" You may ask?
Well. What's that blood within your flask?
Amantalado's got a cask
While in luxury we bask

Amerika, Amerika!
Wearing tight blue jeans
You've lost your fight,
you've lost your might
You live beyond your means!

Amerika, Amerika!
You'd best buckle up!
Ask God's pardon!
Grow a garden!
'Coz you are out of luck!

Do you know they use CHILDREN?
Little girls & boys!
They cut their tiny fingers
While making all your toys!

There are those who aren't so Slack
At sitting on a donkey's back
Haul Coco leaves to make your crack
So politicians make a stack
While these peasants live in shacks

And here on the homefront....

Pregnant mothers will not cry
While their unborn babies die
They swallow the hook... Believe the lie
Just want their piece of the pie
And then roll their eyes and sigh
When told of Jesus... my oh my...

What happened to the Golden Rule?
Horrible bullying in schools!
Prayer no more used than stone-age tools
Non believers stubborn mules
Christian's made to look like fools!

As our Spirits atrophy
While we think that we are free
Each day a new catastrophe...
... The IRS still has its fee

We walk into the Serpent's Maw
He likes his meat ****** and raw
While the Ravens creak and caw

We Institute Sharia law!

Wealth is meant only for a few
Do-as-i-say-not-as-i-do
Folks! They are a Motley Crew!
This is not the place I knew!

DOES ALL THIS GARBAGE WORK FOR YOU?


Here's a message. It is TRUE!

WE ARE MANY... they are FEW!!!

Please allow me to be bold
This BS is getting old!
Break the *******! Break the mold!

'Cuz folks, you're being mind-controlled!

It's coming in from your PC
It's coming in from your TV
You are fed false history!
You're NOT SMARTER! YOU'RE NOT FREE!

AND YOU'LL MISS YOUR DESTINY!


Back to God's list. He's checking it twice.
Amerika... are you naughty or nice?
You're marinated in your vice!
Hear this message! Hear my voice!

'Cause pretty soon

YOU'LL HAVE NO CHOICE.


Oh, please hear me! I may offend
But it is out of love my friend!
I don't expect this work to trend
I will click and just press "send"

I wish you only blessing.

THE END.



SoulSurvivor
(C) 7/16/2016
Don't believe the filth & dirt
'Cause the political party wears a skirt

Don't vote Donald Trump today!
Christians! There'll be HELL TOUPEE!!!

Folks, from all the garbage seen

I do believe I'm voting GREEN!!!

Thanks to ConnectHook for his boldness.
It's rubbing off!


-
1.5k · Jun 2015
the risen
SøułSurvivør Jun 2015
~~~<¤>~~~

the stars back away
in deferance

the moon
spreads a skein
of peacock silk
from sky to sky

and
Venus
relinquishes
her
diadem
in
homage
to the

SUN

soulsurvivor
6/12/2015
There is only one
Ruler in the Arizona desert!

Summer is here

~~~<¤>~~~
1.5k · May 2015
work
SøułSurvivør May 2015
---

the small frail child
runs in and out of the surf
she bends gracefully and stretches her hand out for another shell

working the waves
she delicately turns her find
over in her fingers with appreciation
before placing it carefully in her pail

a dedicated sea nymph
she works the morning hours
through, her job is delight in nature

and she is paid in sand dollars


soulsurvivor
(c) 5/30/2015
My most precious memory.
I LOVE shells!

---
1.5k · Jul 2016
graceful
SøułSurvivør Jul 2016
~~<♢>~~


ageing gracefully
is as a pearl set in platinum


to hold relentlessly to youth

chipped glass in a

BOTTLE CAP



[20W]
SoulSurvivor
(C) 7/24/2016
This poem was inspired by Mary Winslow. She wrote about Joe Pye **** and a woman who could not put down the blue eyeshadow and the tinted hair. It's so sad to see women like that. When they could have such handsome beauty. The kind of beauty Mary Winslow possesses. Thank you for the inspiration Mary!

Ladies put down the makeup and the Hairspray! Beauty comes from within not from without! Let your wisdom glow like a light! The opposite ***, like moths, will be drawn to it!

~~<♢>~~
1.5k · Nov 2015
Preamble to a dream
SøułSurvivør Nov 2015
I have been daydreaming my dream.
Can I tell you what that is?
Standing on a stage in front of a
supremely silent crowd as I
speak of my heart. My life.
My God.

JESUS CHRIST.

This after performing the most
righteous (hippie slang for awesome) music. Music I have
written and SO long to share with
the world.

I have been preparing for this
all my life. Even though I was raised
an atheist. I've had this dream to
stand up for something of the
greatest impact, importance
and beauty.

I had this dream of
Jesus Christ returning you see.
When I was 10. I know His Spirit
has never left. But He will
return ******

I DREAMT THIS BEFORE I EVER
READ THE BIBLE OR WENT TO
CHURCH. He came to me in this
dream. On a white horse and the
Host behind Him. From the clouds
they rode in pure GLORY!

I could not see His face. But I sure
heard His voice. Which said;

"Cathy. I'm coming back.
You and your family
have to be READY".

Maybe you are an unbeliever.
But can you see how I would feel
as I do? Also go to the site search engine. Type in "Salvation Story
by SoulSurvivor". If this testimony
doesn't move you nothing will.
I want to share with the world
how Jesus Christ literally saved
my life. What better way than
with music? The universal
language.

I have a dream. Of megalithic
angels standing around the stadium.
People in AWE! Not of me.
Of God.

My message?

No more war.
LOVE.
REPENTANCE.
LEVELING OF PRIDE.

FORGIVENESS.

I believe that God would not
have put this in my heart if He
didn't want to, at least, allow me
to TRY!

I have a dream. That i was broken.
Then completely healed.
In my BODY, MIND and SPIRIT.

For 20 years God has been
leveling my pride. It needed it.
For 10 I've been writing
poetry, music and songs.

Now it's time.

My music will be released on
YouTube and Soundcloud
next month. The links announced.

I figure if you're gonna dream...

DREAM BiG.

Notice the little i in the middle of
BiG? That's ME. If I get a big head
the weight of it will make me fall.

Will you support me? PRAY.
Send good thoughts skyward.
I'll need every last one.

Thank you!

♥ Catherine
I'm sure sorry that I have been absentee from the site.

I have been working on this music
plus caregiving 3 people. One named
Melody (62) who just had reconstructive surgery on her right wrist. My mom Vivian (83) who is practically bedridden. And my father
Clint (90) who is almost completely deaf and losing his memory.
I need respite. They now need to go to a nice assisted living facility. But
right now the finances will not allow.
Please pray for them, too.
1.5k · Oct 2014
arthritis [2 - 10W]
SøułSurvivør Oct 2014
~~~


would someone
PLEASE
just cut me off at the
KNEES!


~~~

it's indian summer here
but nobody told my
knee joints


(c) soulsurvivor
Haven't been on site
Much today...
In a lot of pain.
1.5k · Jun 2017
chameleon
SøułSurvivør Jun 2017
colors  
slide over  
ink-slick
○°○            skin           ○°○
○°○°             °○°○°          ○°○°
○°°○°○stretched○°○°°○
°°○○°○°°○°○°°○°○○°°
a skein of
furtive fabric  
wrought of woe    
and wrested    
from futility  
°°○°○°°○°○°°
pundits posture
○°°○°○°imposing ○°°○°○°
○○°○°°○°°postulating○°°○°°○
○°°○      ○°○their ○°○     ○°°○
○°○°      importance    ○°○°
°○°○°○         ○°°sleek°°○       °○○°○°
°○°○             insolence             °○°○
curls °°○
crafted○°
  churlish
     like a
             pre
          °°         hen
     °°          sile
       °○°○tail    


SøułSurvivør
(C) 6/28/2017
I hope this comes out!
1.5k · Nov 2015
flute of bones
SøułSurvivør Nov 2015
and drums of skin
bring a song
we can begin

knowing flesh
sentient lark
bring us all
into the dark

pulsing pleasures
fly to the marrow
into the darkness
like a sparrow
the way is broad
the outcome narrow

hush my heart
into this way
love the night
and not the day

lust for shadow
shun the light
give your soul
without a fight

follow me
fulfill desire
sense the smoke
it's rising higher
you're coming closer
to the fire

come my children
death's sublime
slip to depths
you cannot climb
in the end

you are mine


soulsurvivor
(C) 2/11/2015
drugs ****.
1.5k · Jun 2015
classic
SøułSurvivør Jun 2015
@---\---

i will hear
a classic piece
that my soul may rest
music soothes
the savage beast
which writhes
within my breast

the light begins
with violins
a lovely harpsichord
then came in
some flute!
woodwinds!
a winsome building chord!

finding my direction
back to a place that's fair
finding my connection
to a friend
who's there

finding my companion
in a friend who's free
music is the bastion

AND ALWAYS WILL BE


soulsurvivor
(c) 6/17/2015
Going to go listen to music
That always cheers me up!

@---\---
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