To be wed ceremonies
Traditionally brisk time
Wintery- divine sacred
rituals
She elevates every success to the
          Sublime
Inner power bells of chime

Sometimes resistance
Need more patience


Internal flame Solstice
Too many humans come
with a price looking into
envision unto whatever will-do
Internal flame nowhere to be tamed
Who is to blame no red carpet
Why do they call it fame?

Winter Solstice chilled wine
   Shared/unpaired/homebound
      On- our- own- time
Christmas time prayer of hope
Feeling land-locked on tight rope
All disguises internal flame bruises
Masquerade party

On a  deserted Island all booked
But where are the people shell- shocked

Dreams are dangerous internal fire
Sleepwalked no life desired
Some people have it all well- stocked
In the apartment minds go deadlocked
Looking out of a window if we can only
see the same beautiful sky
So many endangered species
no
        wings  
                      to- fly

Looking at the bottom
the big family dish
My only wish
Seeing our loved ones
In a starfish

Dropped my last quarter into the bottomless well.
All my secrets keep finding me at the surface.
My wishes must have too much weight.
I wait for the echo to let me know we reached rock bottom.
I’m a rising flower in the concrete cracks.
Life that continues to grow where it shouldn’t.

A chaste & lovely maiden
Loved a roughhewn sort of man
It was a strange attraction
The folk could never understand
But she lived in a great tower
In a foreign land.

The lad traversed the valleys
The tangled briars low
Great and craggy mountains
Replete with ice and snow
He knew that he must find her
But did not know where to go.

He questioned people far & wide
Of how to find the lass
Finally an old woman
Told him true at last
But guardians of gargoyles
Would let no one pass!

They would ask a riddle
That he would have to tell
What was found in plenty
At the bottom of a well
If he couldn't answer
They'd take him straight to hell!

The rough young man, he pondered
Yes, he was perplexed
He had no ready answer
Didn't know what to do next
He did not know the answer
And he was so sore vexed!

But a gentle voice he told him
Just like a tender kiss
What resides within a well
Is always a great wish.

So the lad, he faced his foe
So bold in his youth
His answer confounded them
Because it was the TRUTH.

He found the modest maiden
Straight away they wed
They had been kept apart
But had higher love instead!

The moral of this fable
Is the greatest wish in you
Should NOT BE GIVEN UP ON...

... FOR THEY MAY COME TRUE.

Catherine Jarvis
October 23, 2020

Ring the Bell
Ring it, well
Ring the Bell
can see, a skell
from dry well
They sight it well
A wealthy kvell
spell it and yell,
*
Ring the Bell
And paupers
           yawningly mispell
Bcause,
           They can see not well
They said:
           Blood well instead farewell

Ring the Bell
Everyone is unwell
The tears is upwell
No tasty, they smell
All sadness are swell
And hungry is quell

Ring the Bell
Again,
          Difficulties swell
          No one to dwell
          For a bit on snell
          Uphill is upswell

Ring the bell
And,
Ring it well!

If an if ifies in time to make you
see a second pass
tict to tict
then,
take the time to see the vision
trust your spirit to remind you

this ain't déjà vu,
this is new,
we really are feeling life in
mere words,
symbolized
on a retina for a second
see,
past any certain point,
any possible thing
re-ified,
one more time,
sequential as days, that's life,
one thing after another, then we die.

All energy comes from the same well
every whim wrought
whims not
while sitting on a fiery throne
or cast out onto frosted stone
buy or sell
It's drawn from the same well
loss
gain
pleasure
pain
close your eyes
what color is it?