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Should I take it personally
Knowing that you
Don’t want to know me
You’ve got your reasons
Valid and real
I do not possess universal appeal
I can’t question your judgement
I think you’re great
Whether or not
You want me on your plate
I stand aside
Offering a bounty
From which you don’t want to feed
And for now
Alone I eat
Which has to be
Enough for me
A gem that's worn on hearts of Queens,
A heart war Heros wear,
The heart of geodes, yet unseen,
The color of despair.

The colored mane of unicorns,
Pastel paint to ooze,
The deep prayer of the unborn

The color of a bruise.


SoulSurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc aka
Catherine Jarvis
August 2025
People
surround
but I’m always
alone
In naked
seclusion
fleeing
the throne
Caught in
the snarl
of their
consonant rhyme
Shunning
all
overtures
— fields still unlined

(Gardiner Montana: August, 2025)
There is a
buzzing to my
busyness.
My mind refuses
to be at ease.
It happens when I
try to
read or sleep.

Doing Always.

Where did the
playground go?
I think it split for
Brazil with the
squirrels.
We are all nuts.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VsFfqF7Cuhc
Here is a link to my YouTube channel where I read my poetry from my recently published books: Seedy Town Blues Collected Poems, It's Just a Hop, Skip, and a Jump to the Madhouse, and Sleep Always Calls.  They are available on Amazon.
You took away my wealth
I gave you my all

My house,  my clothes
I didn't stall

You beat me , kicked me
Bad names you called

I just bowed my head
and no replied to all

You imprisoned me chained me
I made it my home

You took away my food and water
I fasted to bone

Every lash of pain inflicted
I turned it into another verse of song

The water is the symbol
of the world's evil sea

We are submerged in helplessness but emerge innocent and free
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