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SøułSurvivør Apr 2016
A marble Stone from the earth
Beautiful in every way to God
Found by those who labored odd
And thus rejected. Without worth

This very piece of quaried Rock
"Valueless" and thrown away
Is a Cornerstone unto this day
The most important building block

Blood weeps, as tears, within it's cracks
For it is built upon a hill
But the lost reject it still
Though in it's HEART there is no lack

Within that Heart there exist eyes
That see all the hardship, pain
But in most people there remains
The need to believe Deception's lies

There is a statue of a man
The King David by his name
Michelangelo of fame
Erected it, as in Rome planned

The block of marble used for him
Had what, for most, was fatal flaw
But the great sculptor did then draw
The greatest carving there's ever been

This marvel, crowds to awe and sway
Made by hands of a talented one
But God selected the Cornerstone
But it's still reviled and cast away

It is ever there, to accept and thus atone
For the nascient misdeeds of self
Indeed, more precious than great wealth
Is the cleansing blood from a Stone


SoulSurvivor
(C) 4/16/2016
The marble blocks used for the Statue of David in Rome had a flaw in it. It was therefore rejected by many sculptors. But it was an excellent piece of marble. So Michelangelo worked around the flaw and thus created one of the most beautiful sculptures on earth.

The Stone I speak of in this poem
Is, of course, Jesus Christ.

This is a different rhyming scheme for me. I hope it came out alright...
SøułSurvivør Oct 2014
@~~~~@~~~~@


you cut me to the wick
my perfume

is

coppery




despair




@~~~~@~~~~@
Soulsurvivor
To battered women everywhere
Says it all
SøułSurvivør Jun 2017
~~<♡>~~

a blossom falls
it has lasted until winter
so has blessed many

~~<♡>~~

in loving memory of
LENA MUNRO
July 1917 ~ June 2017


~~<♡>~~
My brother-in-law's mom
She would have been
100 years old next month

He appreciates haiku
So I thought this appropriate

Lena was
A beautiful lady
May she Rest in Peace
SøułSurvivør Jun 2015
10W

your money is not
a parachute

it is a

*
BALLOON !!!
We are in a paper and plastic
financial construct put together with
paper clips and bubble gum

THIS IS AN INTERNATIONAL PROBLEM

The big financial disaster already
occurred in 2008. Our economy is
DEAD
We have been on life support for
the last seven years

They've been pumping hot air into
the balloon for SEVEN YEARS.
HOW MUCH LONGER BEFORE IT
>>~~~> BLOWS UP??? <~~~<<

GET YOUR SPIRITUAL HOUSE IN ORDER!!!
---
SøułSurvivør Apr 2022
Your ears were trumpets
Your teeth were keys
Your eyes were drums
Their rhythms cease
Behind them the color
Of disease
Blue note special
There is no peace.

Your hands were golden
Your feet were clay
Your head was sodden
Your hips were grey.
Your legs were green
You paid your way
Now all we can do
Is sit and pray.
SøułSurvivør Dec 2015
@--\-----

She stood in mama's kitchen
at the table by the door.
Blue plastic roses
their vase broken on the floor.
He said he was leavin'
bought a bottle at the store...
Now daddy's gone
won't be commin' back no more.

(chorus)
Blue plastic roses
put together with some glue
Blue plastic roses
my oh my, how time done flew
Blue plastic roses
no longer bright, no longer new
Blue plastic rose
She's still waiting where they grew


She sits at the table
places set with cheap champagne.
He's not coming over
and she's alone again
Blue plastic roses
their petals cracked and stained
Placed on the TV
the memory remains.

(chorus)

The undertaker paid.
The gravedigger gone.
She left this rotten world
She wasn't all that strong.
Can we reverse the clock?
It just ticks on and on
The damage was too great
no way to right the wrong

Blue plastic roses
set down before her stone
Blue plastic roses
haphazard set upon the loam
Blue plastic roses
hear the wind in the pines groan
Blue plastic rose
now she's really all alone

Now shes really all alone.


SoulSurvivor
(C) 12/21/2015
Bluesy country song.

I must go off site a while
I'll read more when I get back

@--\-----
SøułSurvivør Nov 2014
//\\/\\
//\\\///\\//\\///\\
//\\//          //\\/\\//          \\//\
bo                                                 bo
books       <♥>         <♥>      books
books . bo                     oks . books
books . books           books . books
books bo . books . books . bo book  
books . books . book . book . books
books . books . book . books . book
books . books book . books . book
books . books . books . book
book . book . book
bo . book . bo
book

*BOOK LOVERS RULE
The hairline and the V of the book
Should look like a ♡

I found out what this type of
Poetry is. It's called "concrete"
SøułSurvivør Feb 2015
~~♥~~

I used to think men
should be more like books
Both you cannot
judge by looks...

If I didn't want to finish reading
I put it down... no heart was bleeding

A book will never fuss or fight
It will stay with you
through the night...

It doesn't smoke. It doesn't drink.
It won't leave toothpaste
in the sink!

It doesn't binge... it don't eat...
It won't leave up the toilet seat!

It don't forget. It doesn't mope.
It won't hog the TV remote!

It doesn't have to have
The last say...
It doesn't have legs

to walk away.

But it's not soft. It isn't warm.
It doesn't keep you
safe from harm.

Even though it makes no fuss
It can't think. It can't discuss.

Even though it has its charms
it can't hold you in its arms.

It doesn't pine. It doesn't miss.
It can't hug and it can't kiss.

So now I think on it again...
... I think BOOKS should be
             more like MEN!!!



SoulSurvivor
2/20/2015
~~♥~~
SøułSurvivør Sep 2014
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SoulSurvivor
Catherine Jarvis
(C) September 20, 2014
SøułSurvivør Jun 2016
~~<♡>~~

my heart is a bowl of light
filling these long years
shining through the
darkest night
spilling


crystal


TEARS



SoulSurvivor
(C) 6/30/2016
I want to bring light to this site.
I know I haven't been reading that much but I am on the site message system with a lot of people. I take my responsibilities very seriously. And one of those is to encourage people as much as possible. Encouragement is one of my spiritual gifts. If anyone ever wants to contact me via the site message system I would be very happy to respond. I know this site is to read other poets and to comment at cetera. But it is also my mission field. If I find someone who needs help or need someone to bolster them and they are going through a rough spot I'm always going to be there for them.  I have had many people contact me due to my writing. I have been through a lot in my life. And I have received a lot of help from others. Now it is my Joy to pay it forward.

I will read it soon as I can!

♡ Catherine
SøułSurvivør Aug 2015
---

There are some boyz
Across the street
The kind I wouldn't
Like to meet
They are as tan
As toasted wheat
Their bedrooms prob'ly
Smell like feet

Their pecs are pumped
Their abs are bunched
Eat a half a cow for lunch
I don't know, I have a hunch
They wave goodbye to Cap'n Crunch!

They play bad music
Have loud voices
Use poor vocabulary choices
They are cute, have pretty faces
But couldn't tie their own shoelaces

So long serene nights
With you, my moon
So long peaceful afternoons
They use their yard as a spittoon
I'm gonna just go inside real soon
And pick up the telephone
Call a number that I own

Soon of noise I will be free

I know their landlord you see!


SoulSurvivor
(C) 8/30/2015
New neighbors :/
SøułSurvivør Oct 2014
when all
hope
has
abandoned
you

YOU FACE
LIFE
ANYWAY



(C) soulsurvivor
When the
world
has
abandoned
you

YOU FACE
LIFE
ANYWAY


(C) soulsurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc

Catherine Jarvis
SøułSurvivør Jan 2015
~~~


is the heart
that refuses to love
unbreakable?

or is it

*broken already?
Never give up on love

~~~
SøułSurvivør Mar 2014
It was the
RIGHT
Thing to do
Why do I feel so

WRONG?

Soul Survivor
I just feel as though my heart is broken in a zillion places!
SøułSurvivør Dec 2015
in the San Bernardino hills
so many dead or dying
terrorism kills.

but, folks, I have to wonder
so many "evil" guns
will our rights also be taken?
to protect daughters and sons?

I'm listening to mom's TV
with a heavy heart
so many lives just ravaged
so many torn apart!

is our city next?
it causes a tear
but I won't succumb to hate
I won't give in to FEAR!

whatever awaits in this short life
I won't be afraid
I will praise You in this storm
my heart steadfast and staid

this is what I pray about
I know I am not wrong
that this tension doesn't escalate
and we finally use

THE BOMB!


SoulSurvivor
(C) 12/3/2015
It's time to get my spiritual house in order.
I don't like guns. But i know how to use one
and would if I needed to. This whole thing
makes me wonder if conspiracy theorists aren't correct. Is this all a plot to take away guns from the honest public? News at 11.

:(
SøułSurvivør Nov 2014
~~~~

Just a note to all
my HP friends

I must take a break from
the site for a while

Don't be alarmed

I have responsibilities
and some minor
health issues to be addressed

Be back soon!



Catherine
SøułSurvivør Jul 2020
blue grey clouds
of crushed
velvet

sunlight
tears
the
seams

[10W]
Catherine Jarvis
SøułSurvivør Mar 2014
i look up at your window
so cold my breath
drifts
like feathers

~~~

cold whispering wind
sends it up

~~~

does it brush your window

with

its

wings?


S~S
SøułSurvivør May 2017
°○
°○

°
<o[[[><

when you feel like
you're drowning


learn to be a fish!.

[10W]
SøułSurvivør
(C) 5/14/2017

Thanks for the honor!
This was a very pleasant surprise!  

Blessings to you ALL!

♡Catherine
SøułSurvivør Dec 2015
as a babe on mama's breast
a time to sleep, a time to rest
no worries there, no time of test
as she held us to her chest

then came a time to fall and balk
eventually we learned to walk
then, stuttering, a building block
eventually we learned to talk

eventually truth made us cry
soon we learned to question why
and we found out by and by
it's much easier to lie

we worked at it, there was a "trick"
and with each twist became more sick
our candles burned down to the wick
we built our walls up brick by brick

because of other people's stealth
and the need to accrue wealth
we protected pride and self
and put our conscience on the shelf

in this mire of greed and pride
we built our fortress tall and wide
our morals then began to slide
and then we're truly dead inside

around our castle dug a moat
alligators there to float
in its safety we could gloat
became more distant and remote

how could we let people in?
if we're locked safely within?
hoarding all with deathly grin
did we really truly win?

the time is right, the need is great
to build a bridge, ***** a gate!
soul starvation is your fate
and then, my friends, it is too late!

you are dying by degrees
you are starving, under siege!
Oh, what a tangled web we weave!
and within is where we freeze
time to get down on our knees

set an arch, light a fire
dance around the funeral pyre!
of your hatred and desire
yes, my friends, you can move higher!

let everybody see the light
as it breaks through dead of night
break free people! You must fight!
in the end you'll come to sight!

sing! Oh yes! make glorious sound!
let your bridge be solid ground!
you'll find if you look around
you were lost

but now you're found!


SoulSurvivor
written 11/7/2013
rewritten 12/26/2015
(C) all rights protected
I hope you are having a wonderful
holiday season!

It's good to be back!


~~~^♡^~~~
SøułSurvivør Feb 2016
You're lookin' at the river
Feelin' down and weak
When you're
Wadin' in the water
and it's rushing 'round your feet
When you want to
Reach the other side
And feel you can't retreat
The same insane song
In your head
And it is on "repeat"...

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


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

(chorus)


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

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



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

They were made to CROSS.


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

Have Faith! God will see
you safely through!

---
SøułSurvivør Jan 2022
Serenely your
Exquisite countenance
Breathes peace into my
Ragged raging fire.

As sparks lift
From my burning
You build another
Bridge

A Bridge of
Night and moon
An arc joining
Twins
Which
Only
Parted
In their
Dreams

Wisteria are
Winding
Twirling into
The depths
Of your
Daintiness

Your hair a
Helmet
Of protection
Against the
Surge of
Blossoming
Swags
Surfeit with
Nightmares

Your eyes
Are too perceptive
To view the
Mortal savage

Thus they close
To behold the
Inner loveliness
Of your
Heart's fast door

Painted in
Luscious
Hues
Of muted
Pacific
Polarity
Portrayed
Only with
The Pygmalion
Of

Paradise.


SoulSurvivor
aka
Write of Passage
SøułSurvivør Jun 2015
~~~^€^~~~

thought i saw
a bird on high
all glory in his bright array
he didn't stop
i had to sigh
i will not be a friend today

many's the time
that he would land
brilliant plumage on the wing
perch there boldly
on my hand
such a strange resplendant thing

peacock blue streaks
'round the eyes
breast as red as sealing wax
wings like
orange leaves i prized
and pressed in books
in mem'rys cracks

he would warm me
with his breath
with wings to flap
and feathers fan
now he leaves me to my death
i only a small woman

so now he's but
a memory
likened to remembered dream
now a part of history
I can't recall his song
his gleam

all about me
darkness falls
it's a black and dreary day
his beautiful eyes
i can't recall
and so
the bright bird

flew away


soulsurvivor
(c) 6/17/2015
Memorial to a Love

~~~^€^~~~
SøułSurvivør Jan 2022
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


SoulSurvivor
(C) 6/12/2016


A palindrome can be read backwards and forwards from center.
Enjoy
SøułSurvivør Jun 2016
~~~

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


SoulSurvivor
(C) 6/12/2016
A palindrome can be read backwards and forwards from center.
Enjoy!
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!
SøułSurvivør Oct 2014
~~~



i am broken
i am broken
i'm a broken girl

I am tired
i am tried
of this cold cruel world

it is pointless
it is pointless
it's pointless it seems

when you're broken
when you're broken
and have no dreams

~~~

I am broken
i am broken
I'm a broken man

there is no one
there is no one
who really understands

how can i
how can i
live in this place?

the eternal
the eternal
rat........ race

~~~

I was broken
I was broken
for you my child

I lived here
I lived here
in this world so wild

I was beaten
I was beaten
and hung on a cross

I died
I died
for the lost

I know all
I know all
that you go through

when you're broken
when you're broken

I'LL RESCUE YOU



SoulSurvivor
Catherine Jarvis
(C) October 20, 2014
This is a rewrite of a song
I wrote in 2009

It is posted for a poet friend...

Jesus was labeled illegitimate
From birth... which means he
Was ostracized

He spent many years alone

He never married

He was criticized and tempted
By trickery throughout His
Ministry... many of His followers
Abandoned Him... even His
Inner circle lacked faith
Didn't pray for Him during the
Most trying time of His
Short life... one denied Him

And one totally betrayed Him... with a KISS.

Most people know the rest
Of the story....

What did He say almost with
His final breath?

Father, FORGIVE THEM.
FOR THEY KNOW NOT
WHAT THEY DO...

HE FORGAVE US.
WHO ARE WE NOT
TO FORGIVE OURSELVES?
SøułSurvivør Apr 2022
🌼 💔 🌼 💔 🌼

Broken hearts and Daisy chains
Loves me Loves Me Not
Pluck the petals... none remain
Given not a thought.

When hearts are mended
it is true
T'was for sweet words spoken
When I gave myself to you
The daisy chains were broken.

Butterflies and cloverleaves
The place where we lay down
More Daisy chains were yet to weave
Laid on this maiden's crown.

Now I'm alone, I can't atone
Because my lover left
He was untrue, his heart unowned
And I am bereft.

🌼 💔 🌼 💔 🌼
SøułSurvivør Jun 2017
I am hieroglyphic pottery
Broken before my
Time'd begun...
I tried to piece myself
Together, but found
The puzzle overrun.

I couldn't find the
Precious fragment
With which to keep
The water in...
It flowed out, yellow
And stagnant
Full of sickness
Full of sin.

Yes, I'm a hieroglyphic
Vase... a bowl with
Pictographs and runes
I'm whole now, you'll
Find this is the case,
I found the piece!
This blessed boon!

My hieroglyphics are
A summer scene,
The piece I needed
And I won,
Was the part which
Soared the heavens
The constant
Ever faithful

*SON.
Nope. Won't stop talking 'bout
my Jesus! Without Him I
would be dead in every
sense of the word...
SøułSurvivør Nov 2019
Here we are
This is life
War around us
Pain and strife

In the trenches
We won't last
Overcome
By mustard gas

[chorus]
Cracking lips
Battered bones
We run bleeding
Run alone
Hearts are yearning
Pain untold
Tattered bodies
Broken souls


When we're born
We wail & cry
Then in the end
We have to die

These events
Set the scene
Bookends to
What's in between

[chorus]

Anger. Hate.
They hold sway
All over the earth today

What's happening to
Our precious world?
We are wretches
Boys & girls!

[chorus]

There is none good!
No, not one!
Folks hate Jesus!
God's own SON!

We must put pride
Upon the shelves
End the EGO
End OURSELVES!

[chorus]

However do
We make amends?
How can we stand
Before the end
How can we be
Born again?

This is what
Jesus insisted
The Spirit blows
Where it listeth

PRAY my friends!
Young or old
Be humble people

BROKEN SOULS


Catherine Jarvis
(C) November 19, 2019
SøułSurvivør Oct 2014
~~~


When i was just a little girl
I sat on momma's knee
She said don't play
with broken things
She said to let them be.
But when I got some older
I had a favorite toy,
I got cut, we threw it out
It had to be destroyed

-chorus-
Child, don't play with broken things
For they have been misused,
Girl don't play with broken things
They have been abused.

Later on I found a thing
Don't play with human hearts,
They will ache and they will break
They will come apart.
Once you play with broken things
There will be distress,
They will trick, they can't be fixed
Your life will be a MESS.

-chorus-

There are people you will meet
They may be right next door
They'll beguile, but watch out child,
You cannot restore.
They may shock or wound you,
They may cut and tear,
They will burn, you'd better learn,
You cannot repair!

-chorus-

Child, don't play with broken things
They're not birds with broken wings
(Repeat 3X)

Child... don't play!



(C) SoulSurvivor

~~~
This is a cautionary piece.
So many people think that they
Can "fix" others... it's for
Professional people...
Preferably psychiatric or
Spiritual counselors.
SøułSurvivør Jan 2017
are not
permanent

~ but ~

this is how
mine
felt

like the shadows
under the
dead tree
which leach
blackness
into the
groundwater

the tattoo
scribbled on my
skin as a teenager
with a thick
needle
and ink

~ your name ~

a port wine stain
birthmark
which extends
across
my
*******

skrimshaw
on my own
teeth

the
Rorschach patterns
which diagnosed
YOUR
mental condition


they shouldn't define

~ me ~

BUT SHOULD BE
IMPRINTED
ON YOUR
FOREHEAD

PERMANENTLY


SoulSurvivor
(C) 1/16/2017
To the ex-boyfriend who tried
to beat me up.
He didn't succeed. I ran to a neighbor
who called the cops.

He did manage to leave bruises, though.
I threw him out that day.

To all battered women.
My experience wasn't lasting.
But it left a lasting impression.
I can't even imagine how
you must feel!
I hope you find comfort and help!
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!


-
SøułSurvivør Jan 2015
/\/\/\/\/\/\


why
are
we
birds
in
gilded
cages
flapping
our
little
wing­s
against
the
bars
:
:
:
when
the
wire
door
is
open
?


/\/\/\/\/\
Sometimes the bars are
IRON.

---
SøułSurvivør Sep 2014
Hibiscus
growing in a
*** too small
for its fragile
root system.
Budding
small
the
B
L
O
S
S
O
M
S
used to be the
size of a hand
and are now
the size of
poppies


SoulSurvivor
Catherine Jarvis
(C) September 17, 2014
Just sitting on my porch
Noticing things like this
SøułSurvivør Jan 2016
"Come to me, all you that are weary
and are carrying heavy burdens
and I will give you rest.
Take my yoke upon you,
and learn from me; for I am gentle
and humble in heart,
and you will find rest for your souls.
For my yoke is easy,
and my burden is light."

Mathew 11:28 NRSV


You carry heavy burdens
of options you have few
I know it is great hardship
for I was once like you
I had a weary heart and mind
walking in your shoes
but I found a Helper
In Him I was imbued
So take His yoke upon you
He will help with all you do

when the Word was written
two oxen used to plow
and were yoked to the heavy carts
great burdens to allow

two* oxen were used
held together with yokes of wood
one was inexperienced
the other understood

one was young and weaker
the other strong and hale
it would help the weaker one
who may slip and fail

it would stand by patiently
while the young one balked and grumbled
it would lift the weaker beast
if it fell or stumbled

this is what our Lord does
He helps when we slide
if we take His yoke upon us
and in Him abide

are you weak and tired?
under burdens groan?
Take His yoke upon you

and you'll
NEVER BE ALONE



SoulSurvivor
(C) 1/29/2016
The Word = The Holy Bible

I'm going to be VERY busy today
so i won't be on site

I CARE FOR YOU ALL!
PLEASE BE PATIENT WITH ME
I WILL READ WHEN I CAN
SøułSurvivør Apr 2017
Buried treasure in the mire
Spanish gallions in the fires
Gold dubloons within the briars
Chests to lift & heft
Searching from our very birth
For sparking things that have no worth
Looking to the weighted earth
Our souls become bereft

Handsome lads & fulsome lasses
Adoration of the masses
Time's so precious & it passes
Reaping what we sow
Through subterfuge & oily stealth
Acquisition of great wealth
Cannot buy us love & health
We've nothing to show

Each morning lost, we start afresh
To meet the mark, to pass the test
Yet we're clothed in earthen flesh
It cuts just like a knife
Adorned bodies, hardened hearts
We take our bows & play our parts
We have lost before we start
This game we call a life

There was a time when we were tall
Our addiction made us small
Finally we hit the wall
Here in our daily grind
All the horses, all the men
Cannot put us back again
We're lost, cannot remember when
Our eyes became so blind

Our world becomes muted gray
Somewhere we had lost our way
After all, we're only clay
Deaf & mute, yet scheming

We follow after worldly lusts
In our idols place our trust
Ash to ash, dust to dust
Puffing pipes & dreaming


SoulSurvivor
(C) 4/2/2017
I'm writing this to explain why I'm not on
the internet right now. Addiction is
terrible thing. It steals our precious time.
Steals our hearts & minds. Takes our
spiritual eyes & we are blind.

Fasting opens the eyes of the spirit.
I'm engaged in a fast from the internet.
I am going to be off indefinitely.
Forgive me if I don't read or respond.

I still love you ALL!
SøułSurvivør Jan 2016
>¡<
·
·    
   ·  
     ·
·
·
little
blips      
     of
     life
force  
with             
God's        
glory
        for
wings!



[10W]
SoulSurvivor
(C) 1/5/2016
I love these little creatures!
They are the symbol of
women's recovery
SøułSurvivør Sep 2014
The Lord
has
U
in the palm of His mighty right hand.
The very hand that, with one small
flick of the finger could set
galaxies spinning
has caused u
to flutter over the soft
petals of flowers, and He cares
for each one. He set His light upon
your wings so that each tiny scale on
your wing.             is                Loveliness
I tried my best to shape this.
We'll see how it looks in a minute
SøułSurvivør Jun 2016
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
(C) 6/18/2016
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
SøułSurvivør May 2015
---

by loving
alienation
by loving
doubt
by loving
obliteration
by loving
draught

by loving
dejection
by loving
wear
by loving
rejection
by loving
fear

by loving
sorrow
by loving
pain
by loving
furrows
by loving
rain

by loving
giving
by loving
both
by loving
living
by loving

GROWTH


soulsurvivor
(c) 2/23/2015
I've known both love and hate
TO LOVE IS BETTER
SøułSurvivør Jan 2016
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fuzzy denizens of desert
strange, unearthly, every one
they wake up softly to the morning
reaching up to find the sun

saguaros, huge, regal, majestic
silent in their special ways
pincushions the size of quarters
brush protect from the sun's rays

from the blazing heat of noontime
to the freezing winter's gloom
these living jewels survive the onslaught
even burgeoning with blooms!

looking out from my front porch there
I see a bird who's home is made
within the side of a saguaro
within its chicks get warmth and shade

I see beavertail and golden barrel
mammalaria in special pots
lining up along the ledges
of where I sit, my favorite spot

before the sun has even risen
this is my safe and holy place
then i feel the creeping warmth
of the sun upon my face

this is where I worship singing
though the neighbors find it odd
this is where I thank my Maker
this is where I talk to God



SoulSurvivor
(C) 1/11/2016
My front porch is my church
I have Believing friends over and we sit
studying the Bible

It's a better sanctuary than any
"House of God"
Church is not a building made
by the hands of men
It's in the heart

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SøułSurvivør Jun 2017
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devoid
of God's
waters
the cactus rose blooms.
it's beautiful offerings of
translucent colors
bring more than
admiration to
the hearts of
men who know their
tale. they water the

*cactus roses with
their tears
The strength and tenacity of
Cacti constantly amazes me.
They thrive in the most
Adverse conditions.
It seems God has abandoned
Them, yet they shout for JOY!
Their blossoms can be some
Of the most beautiful in the world!

Inspired by the poetry of
Weeping Willow
SøułSurvivør Jul 2017
we are all
in prisons
trapped in
shadow - light
we draw back
the blinds
to find
our bars of
neon night

faces in the window
garish grimace smiles
like baboons we posture
with sophistry & guile

a spurious show of bravery
empurpled & enraged
we choose our words
of bluster
and clang cups
on our

cage


SøułSurvivør
(C) 7/19/2017
I saw the light from a latticework window shining on the ceiling of our porch. Hence the poem. Kinda dark, i know. But one never knows which way the muse will jump sometimes!

It's 2:30 and I HAVE to SLEEP!
goodnight all!
SøułSurvivør Jul 2016
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flat bottom clouds pile like bubbles
on a bathtub sky!


[10W]
SoulSurvivor
(C) 7/31/2016
Take me away!
SøułSurvivør Jul 2015
~~~{♡}~~~

art in writing
art in ink
swirls and curls
to make you think

art in ideogram
which can't be bought
illuminated pages
full of thought

art as cypher
art as change
art as charcoal
chalk arranged

on board as black
as darkest oil
ink is art
our feignt

our foil


soulsurvivor
(C) 7/1/2015
~~~{♡}~~~
SøułSurvivør Mar 2017
Brave men & women! Warriors all!
The WAR IS ON! THE FIGHT!
Now's the time to show our strength
To be as ONE... UNITE!
Together rout the enemy
Beating back the night!
Shadows cannot quench a FLAME!
They're dispelled by LIGHT!
A thousand torches carried forth
Will show our foes

OUR MIGHT!!!


Pick up your shield & buckler
Be Centurians!
Leaders of the Amazons!
Vikings! Mighty men!

Be a new MacArthur!
Be brave and MEET YOUR FATE!
Cross mountains like Hannibal!
Conquer! ALEXANDER THE GREAT!

Be a man like Patton!
Be wise as Deborah!
Be a youth like David!
Let your slings be SURE!

Put your shields together!
Advance and don't retreat!
Slay them without MERCY!
Be swift upon your feet!

CALL TO ARMS! CALL TO ARMS!!!

No matter what your rank
Advance into their strongest point
Then bite into their FLANK!

Their arrows cannot harm you
If you don't RECIEVE
THEY ARE MADE OF MIST & SMOKE!
BE STRAIGHT ON! BELIEVE!

We are like JEHOSAPHAT!
WE'LL SING INTO THE FRAY!
At that sight, they'll be in fright
THEY WILL RUN AWAY!

Be strong & courageous.
They will all take FLIGHT!
Deep inside they KNOW THEY'RE WRONG

AND WE ARE IN THE RIGHT.



SoulSurvivor
3/24/2017
Now's the time, folks! If we are to beat
The Cult, we must do so UNITED!
THEY'RE BEING HIT FROM ALL SIDES!

LET'S BE BRAVE AND COURAGEOUS
and TAKE THEM DOWN!

♡ Catherine
SøułSurvivør Mar 2014
Brightest light of pupil
Lens of isinglass
Lashes fringe your shutters
Vision becomes flask.

Sparse your recollections
Copious your thought
You give away your images
Your mind completely fraught.

In small glassine packets
They are completely free
But though you've eyes to view them

Still you do not see.


Soul Survivor
2013
I was going through
a period of denial.
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