There they are in all their glory!
Poems 'bout food to tell a story...

The sunny side up of a summer day
The yolk is rising to a fried egg whey!

There's plenty of grits
to fill the spoon...
With sizzling stars
and a flapjack MOON!

Pasta hills with pesto grass
Sure to give your hips some sass!

Fresh salmon salad on some greens
You're much more likely to be lean

Sensual fruits delight the eyes
And they're easier on the thighs!

Bread and muffins in a race
With cookies and cream
to stuff your face?

Cleanse the body! Cleanse the soul!
You can break the jello mold!

But I don't know if I can last...

I write about FOOD
whilst I do a FAST!


SoulSurvivor
(C) 8/4/2015

FOOLS RUSH IN

Angels will not Tread
Where the fool puts her feet
She holds so so close
To every man she meets
Things seem so right
Beneath the linen sheets
But in the end
There is only defeat.

How can she know
The right man for her
When her whole love life
Is just what occurs
Her heart has a wall
She always defers
A love that will last
It's all a black blur.

Will she be a Maiden
All dressed in white?
Will she throw in the towel
Or fight the good fight?
Will he stay for an hour
Or stay all the night?
Will he take her to breakfast
Enjoy butterscotch light?

Will he woo her and win her?
Will they be friends?
Will he beat her or greet her?
Will he hurt her again?
Will he fight for her honor
And stay to the end?

She looks through her window
The horizon there lies
She sees the clouds open
A golden sunrise
Then she knows of the One
He has no guise
He is gentle and loving
Merciful. Wise.

So she goes toward him wondering
How she got star cossed
She opens her heart
And she counts the cost
He takes her with him
He says, "You were lost
But now you are with Me
Now you are blessed!"

She put on her white dress
And her sandals of peace
She carries her sword
Loves the greatest... and least
She sees the Son rise
There in the east

Then she knows Love
As He cups her face
She weeps for Joy

For at last she knows grace.

Catherine Jarvis
(C) 7/4/2020

Forgiveness is a concious decision.
Forgetting a byproduct of time.

Soul Survivor
10W

"For all have sinned
and fall short of
the glory of God..."

Romans 3:23


Jane woke up
In a strange bed
Liquor on her breath
She lit up a cigarette
She knew that
it was death.
She watched him
Put his pants on
Before he went to work
She thought
He was a loser
She thought
He was a ****
She walked out his doorway
Back out on the street  
She now had $60
So she went out to eat
She observed the customers
The waitress and the cook
How could
She keep on living
With the guilt
She felt - the *looks?
They all knew her business
Her clothing said it all
So they sat in judgment
Nailed her to the wall.

She left with shame
Surrounding her
There was no disguise
She left with face
A flaming red
Tears burning
In her eyes
She walked by an outreach
Walked in with
Other knaves
She felt she might
Find some help

The sign said, "JESUS SAVES".


Sue woke beside her hubby
In a nice suburban home
She went and made
Him breakfast
He came down
Well groomed.
He went to
Good employment
He had a sterling past
She put on her makeup
And went to Yoga class
Then the doctor's office
Her tests negative again
She filled out the
Paperwork
And thoughtlessly
Took their pen
Then she drove
To Wal-Mart
In a hurry
She was late
For her next appointment
For the lunch
Which her friends ate
She went in to
Meet them
That's when
She saw Jane
She looked with derision.
That "***** *****" again.
She consumed her salad
"The girls" laughter
Met Jane's ears
That's what caused
Her face to blush
That's what
Caused her tears.
Sue drove home.
She cut cars off,
Not thinking it depraved.
Jane walked in the outreach
With the legend
"JESUS SAVES".


Two very different women
Died & went to God
It was then
Something happened...
Definitely odd!
Jane went before
The Father
He looked at her list.
All the things
Which she had done
All the marks she'd missed
But He then
Acquitted her!
He hugged her with love!
For to HIM
Her page was blank
For He saw JESUS' BLOOD!

Sue then stood
Before Him
He looked at
Her short note.
All things done
UNKNOWINGLY
Were what
The angels wrote.
How she'd transgressed
Her husband
By taking him
For granted
How she'd taken
The doctor's pen
And other things
She wanted
How she and her friends
Had laughed at
A girl in pain...

That the woman's guilty
That much was
Quite plain...


So Jane was then succored
Sue went on bereft
Jane stood on the right hand
Sue stood to the left.

For Jane was FORGIVEN
Her joy had no end...

Sue eternal torment
Because she was

CONDEMNED.

What's your stance,
My people?
Will you stand or FALL?
For God is always watching
And He judges

US ALL.


SøułSurvivør
(C) 10/2/2017

in poetic form

It was my intent to pack and leave
I was sorely wounded, grieved
I was very angry, peeved
At what Wolf Spirit had ill received.

But i was talked to by a friend
I should have prayed,
and not pressed "send"
No matter how roads wind and wend
It's The Lord's call in the end.

I should be Christian in my ways
Do what Bible teaching says
Avoid the darkness and the grey
But i will *LOVE my enemies
For we are in the End of Days.

So I will stay and pay the cost
Help the hurting and the lost
Endure the comments and the frost
Jesus Christ. His Love comes first.

I'll be there when you're chains clink
No matter if you cut or drink
No matter what you care or think
At evil I won't tip a wink

That doesn't mean I hold a grudge
I won't berate. I WILL NOT JUDGE
Through the mire. Stinking sludge.
I'm a soldier. On I trudge.

I have put on soothing gloves.
To minister with care and LOVE
The kind that comes from God above
I will TRY, push comes to shove.

Precious Seed is what i sow
God's Fruit of Spirit's what I'll show
So I won't leave. I will not go
Until The Lord tells me so.

I will work and seek His face
I will show His patience. Grace.
Of rancor there will be no trace.
I'll never tire. I'll run my race.

I'm here if you hurt today
I'll show you there's a better way
No matter what folks have to say
I will LOVE YOU. I will PRAY.


SoulSurvivor
(C)1/25/2016

Let my music rise
Fragrance to Your heart
Let the notes take shape
As wondrous worship art
Let my voice have colors
Every lovely hue
Let it be a tapestry
I dedicate to You.

Oh, Amen, mighty Yahweh!
Oh, yes, let it be!
Yeshuah, Holy Spirit!
Let my voice be free!
YES! I'll sing YOU PRAISE...

FOR YOU SING OVER ME!

People think I'm foolish
Singing all the time,
But I don't care at ALL! You see
Singin's not a crime!
People think I'm crazy
For singin' to myself
But I'm singin' to the Great I AM!
This I just can't help!

[Chorus].

Time is like a fragile wing
The Cadence which canaries sing.

Time is like a steel door
Once it's closed it cracks no more.

Time is like a wooden screen
Through its lattice love is seen.

Time is like a rotting wind
Its stench will catch
Your breath and rend.

Time is like the Posey Fair
It scent will catch Black Death air.

Time's the root. It is the tree
Time is still a mystery
For we've Rewritten history.

From its boughs we see the Hills
In its bowels we're dead & still.

Time's like an infant's crowning head
Then like a game. A child's dread
In full flower we are wed
We have the happy child instead
In our season we are dead.

So hold time like a fragile lace
Water in a Dresden vase.
Cup it like a Lover's face
Watch it dance with ballet grace.
It's there... then gone without a trace.

The clock is backward, sweeping right
It starts it's journey in the night
It won't give up without a fight
The hands are sweeping
Small and slight
It will end within the light...

It moves now with blinding speed
Through this poverty and need
Where the few are rich by greed
They are then more ****** indeed
As they plant their golden seed
It crops up a vile ****.

In the west the rising.sun
And with this the day"s begun
On its axis Earth is spun
In the east the day is done
Then noontime comes,
It's course is run

The time now is 12:01...

You probably figured it out already.

He is undoubtedly Mr God morphed.

T ruculent
R UDE
O verweeningly prideful
L aughable little
L ame liar.

A protest song inspired by sjr1000

Frig & Frack dance a dance
To see who is astute
They run an oil rag up a pole
To see who will salute

Nobody seems to see it
They just watch TV
Corporate's just overjoyed!
They can dance for *FREE!

They just quash the media
Build gas-guzzling trucks
People purchase in their millions
So Frig & Frack make BUCKS!

Nobody seems to wonder
Why water tastes so funny
Why their kids have cancer
Why... Big Oil's makin' MONEY!


Yeah... nobody seems to care a fig
Most people aren't that hyper
Now Corporate can laugh and jig...

...and we all Pay the Piper!


SoulSurvivor
(C) 1/16/2017

~~♡~~

From a grateful Soul's heart
I feel the need
To thank you for loving
In thought and in deed

I left for a long time
Didn't say where I was
Didn't give a goodbye  
Didn't make a big fuss

And here I come back
With no word of my life
Didn't tell you the details
Of my burdens and strife

Let me just telling you
That there's been no lack.
But you asked no questions
And accepted me back!

I just cannot tell you
What that means to me.
But I want you to know
And I want you to see.

I've thought of you often
And prayed for you more
I did not know then
What was in store

I returned to HP
Didn't have to atone
You opened your arms...

And WELCOMED ME HOME!

Now I rest easy
I can make a new start
The timing is perfect
From a grateful Soul's heart!

♡ Catherine

---


I have a backlog of reading...

I now have time to read...

I really want to read...



*MY PHONE IS MESSING UP!!!

~~=<♡>=~~


You...
The counterpoint
to my music...

... with a different instrument.


SoulSurvivor
(C) 2/16/2015

~~=<♡>=~~

Is it deja vu?


@#@#@#@#


No. It's forgetting where
You came from to the point
That you don't even
Recognize the terrain
When you return.

There's a lovely garden
A precious golden road
Where you can loosen burdens
You can lay aside your load.

There are blooming cherry trees
Mountains violet blue
Pure white picket garden gate
Flowers every hue.

It is just like Eden
As far as eyes can see
But it's NOT our current world
Not reality
There was another garden
Called Gethsemane.

There were gnarled olive trees
And stones along the road
Where the Lord cried out to God
And shed His precious blood.

Then there is a spirit place
Where there is decision
Take a strait and narrow path
Or a broad road to extinction.

If you choose the latter
You'll regret it to your core
But if you choose the former
Heaven is in store
That gate's our Lord, the very Christ,
With whom you've made war
That gate is the Gospel
Which you have heard before...

Pass through the gate of Jesus
For life forevermore!

Catherine Jarvis
October 20, 2020

Every poem is a gemstone
Every word a jewel
Set in silver, or in gold
Our muses bring renewal.
They convey. They have their say
In amethyst or beryl.
They are Bisbee turquoise
Or luminous as pearls.
Ruby smoulders, garnets dark
Gems from 'round the world.

Some are facets emerald green,
Some are for our ears.
Some are fashioned for the throat
Some aquamarine tears.
Some black onyx pendants
To play upon our fears.

Rings to place on fingers
For friendship or engagement.
Some are placed in
Deep dark drawers
As tokens of estrangement.
But no matter how
They're placed
'Tis meaningful arrangement.

Topaz golden moments
Pirite is for fools
But ALL poems are diamonds

All of them are JEWELS.

SoulSurvivor
Catherine Jarvis
11/23/2020

i lay my arms on
the hard blistering wood.

i do not resist the
ferocity of the blows
nor wipe the blood and spittle
from my eyes... my unbidden tears

i have this work.
it is for me to do and
only i can do it

in a little while
you will see me again...
i will make your soul a dove

a free bird which will make
its nest in my hands.