heart
flys south
to warm itself

heart
flys north
for fame and wealth

heart
flys east
to swim the lake

but
heart
flys
WEST
for

FREEDOM'S SAKE!

soulsurvivor
(c) 2/25/2015

~~<♢>~~

i wrote a poem
in a book
and left it in the rain
a masterpiece
to say the least
now nothing but a stain

i crossed the
Himalayas
went to the farthest shore
wrote by hand
upon the sand
it's not there anymore

i found a piece of granite
of Mt Rushmore size
broke 2 hammers
and a chisel
carving only lies
o'r the years i prized it
thought it was just grand
but with the wind
erosion
will turn it into sand


but there is a tablet
that's been there from the start
don't find it odd
i write of God

He's written on my

HEART!


SoulSurvivor
(C) 8/15/2016

Not a poem

I put up a post entitled
"my poetry is dying"
I deleted it

I think some of you
thought I am going to leave

Not at all!
I simply don't have as much
time to dedicate to the site
due to caring
for my very elderly parents

I wish you all to know that
I will be on Hello Poetry
God willing
for as long as I can
hold a pen!

I was just discouraged by
all the distraction comimg at me
which was preventing me from
getting on site and reading
to support my fellow poets

God bless you all!
I will read when I can!

♥
SoulSurvivor
Catherine Jarvis

.... and leave my last site honestly.
And

With Dignity.

I have nothing against

POETFREAK.

There are many excellent
POETIC VOICES
THERE.

I read some of the most
Amazing People
I will ever read on
That site.

Please read my work on
That site.
I've published over
~~1500~~
Poems at Poetfreak.

Under various names.

I wrote poems for
Alost 40 people.
Personalized and only for them.
Please read some of those folks too!

I still have 5 to go
And I'll have a perfect
Vinyl Number ~ 45.

I promised these poems
I must live my
Christian faith.

I want to be back in
Two Days.

~~~

~~~^¡^~~~


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

she of sweetness
plumage neat
buff and ecru
to my feet

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

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

curious
she looks at me
a wild thing
completely free

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

missionaries
born in Spain
conquistadors
who've
come for gain

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

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

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

Inca dove


soulsurvivor
(C) 6/14/2015

Mould me
Shape me
You can't
Take me!
I'm in Him
You can't
Break me!
What goes down  must come up!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
What is spilt just leaves the cup!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Bump me! Bounce me! Hit me!!! Trounce me
Just you
Try and
Keep me
Down. I
Won't fight.
I won't
Frown!!!
In Christ
I'm strong
In Christ
I'm blessed
In Christ
My weakness
Becomes
My best!!!


Soul
Survivor

imagine there's
a place of rest
a place of total peace
where you will never
gain a pound
no matter how you feast!

a place with no more war
a place with no more fears
a place of such perfection
it may just produce tears
a place you'll never tire of
though there 10,000 YEARS

[chorus]
where you can fly
with wings as eagles
like crystal, feathers gleam
where light pulses forever
better than a dream!

where there's a color
spectrum
limitlessly broad
where the music
can be SEEN!
do you find that odd?

imagine
liquid flowers!
trees swim in the air!
there is no more poverty
there is no despair

imagine an
ETERNITY
I wonder if you can
where we can work
TOGETHER
every woman
every man!

[chorus]

BRIDGE:
how can we imagine?
how we will applaud!
the things He made
just for us...

our kind and loving

~~<♡ GOD ♡>~~


SøułSurvivør
(C) 5/27/2017

imagine there's
a place of rest
a place of total peace
where you will never
gain a pound
no matter how you feast!

a place with no more war
a place with no more fears
a place of such perfection
it may just produce tears
a place you'll never tire of
though there 10,000 YEARS

[chorus]
where you can fly
with wings as eagles
like crystal, feathers gleam
where light pulses forever
better than a dream!

where there's a color
spectrum
limitlessly broad
where the music
can be SEEN!
do you find that odd?

imagine
liquid flowers!
trees swim in the air!
there is no more poverty
there is no despair

imagine an
ETERNITY
I wonder if you can
where we can work
TOGETHER
every woman
every man!

[chorus]

BRIDGE:
how can we imagine?
how we will applaud!
the things He made
just for us...

our kind and loving

~~<♡ GOD ♡>~~


SøułSurvivør aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc aka
Catherine Jarvis
2017


"no eye has seen,
no ear has heard
what no human mind
Has conceived
The things God has prepared
For those that love Him.

1 Corinthians 2:9

~~~♥~~~

children draw flowers
on the inner walls
of our hearts

~~~♥~~~

soulsurvivor

~~¤~~

a
pink
bud
peeks
out
.
.
.
fearless
of
the
hands
that
woul­d
crush
it
.

soulsurvivor
(c) 5/19/2015

You can't hurry God.
His timing is perfect.
Ours biased.


10W
Soul Survivor

there are those
who read this stumbling
bumbling
work who are truly
beautiful
compassionate
people

thanks beforehand
for understanding me
without judgement


IN SEARCH OF THE LOST CHORD

i've been searching
all my life
for the lost note

there is a chord in the
cacophonistic chaos
which is my
existence
i simply miss

my otherwise
nimble hands simply
can't bring out
the magic
the music
the majestic
harmonies which
i hear in my mind
but are not translated
to my fingers

i believe it
is due to my assertion
that i was unloved as a child

i was not a planned
pregnancy
my mother fell
on her stomach and
i was a preemie

I was not touched
as an infant due to this
i was in an incubator

i was also
severely neglected as
an older child
due to my mother's
inability to cope
with two very small children
(I was born nearly one year after my sister)

I have also been
TARGETED
for twenty years by
by the
"CHURCH" of SCIENETICS
(name has been changed)

so if I am
slightly dark and
seemingly insane in
certain respects this is why

ONLY GOD CAN HELP ME

I've already learned
not to play my music
drunk or ******

but i am still
in search of the lost chord


♡ love ♡
Catherine

How can a poet be
inspired
holding their

BREATH?

To breathe is needful
The option?

Death


SoulSurvivor
Catherine Jarvis
(C) September 25, 2014

~~~

It is all around us
a realm we cannot see
but unlike this weighted world
there we can be free

It is never subject
to senses yet untuned
it is like a vapor
lit only by the moon

another dimension?
perhaps this will explain
but you will surely know it
as an unseen rain

though it has all knowledge
it will only tell
those who practice wisdom
like the music of a shell

but you must place that cockle
to a patient ear
those who are impatient
perhaps will never hear!

you won't see see it glowing
with a human eye
but it is ever present
as real as you or i

though it is very lovely
through spirt-eyes is seen
it is the real world

our own is just a dream.


SoulSurvivor
(C) January 20, 2015

-

in    
my mind        
I soar in flight    
to the islands                
of the light          
in between is      
blackest night                
my heart's eyes                      
have second sight              
on I fly in
mem'rys
kite

                islands
                        emerge
                             from numdness' mist
                                   there flowers spring
                                  remembered bliss
                       perfumed air
             a lover's kiss
out of an ocean
dark bruising fist
there lies the
Scylla
and

Charybdis                


                          the
                                seas are
               stormy
charcoal
black
                suffering
and
           hunger's
lack

but within                          
the sparkling isles!                    
treasures                  
for a little      
child...

a mother
with her little girl
takes her to
             another world
                 through reading stories
                                  thus
                           unfurled

a
time of        
triumph.      
awards at school      
breezes blowing
               soft and cool

thru
time  
the sands of
beaches sift
a race is won
                your feet
            are swift
these memories
are such        

a                  

gift          


               on such
           a beach
         my feet touch down
Christmas' sights
and laughter's
            sounds
                           I am safely

                on

      the


ground



SoulSurvivor
(C) 6/5/2016

/\^
~~~~~~~

crystal ships
on turquoise seas
bring my love
to me
to me

dancing dolphins
laugh and talk
but they can't bring
my lover
back

for all the
dollars in the sand
I cannot feel
his strong
soft
hand

for
crystal ships
on seas of gold
have taken him
to the
isle
of
souls


SoulSurvivor
(C) 12/2/2015

/\^
~~~~~~~

crystal ships
on turquoise seas
bring my love
to me
to me

dancing dolphins
laugh and talk
but they can't bring
my lover
back

for all the
dollars in the sand
I cannot feel
his strong
soft
hand

for
crystal ships
on seas of gold
have taken him
to the
isle
of
souls


SoulSurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
December 2, 2015