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Adam and Eve

Leathered berry tongue
Deep heaving breaths
A wet face
Upon this plank pine

Nay to thee terracotta
Have it
Have there
Have thee

Adam and Eve
The want, the knowing
The peace amidst the chaos
The wet breeze after the rain
That leaves the body damp

The smell of dust
The sounds of night pending
The rush – haste – awe of it all
Thank thee now
Fugerit invida

The knowing, to know is to
Beat the serpent
Good and Evil – who decides
But together – good or bad –
We are one

Bring life, breathe life from the dust
One will always
Die from the knowing
Attempt to covereth with man
God always knows
Submit – submit – supplicate

Forgive me Father, for I have sinned

by Janet Jarrell

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  1. Strong imagery bringing life to an old tale.

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  2. My favorite lines are

    The knowing, to know is to
    Beat the serpent
    Good and Evil – who decides
    But together – good or bad –
    We are one


    but the whole poem is really impressive. Oh, how I wish I could write 'adult' poetry like you do Janet, your words are so powerful. =/

    This is really beautiful my dear friend.
    Kiss you.

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  3. Had thoughts of writing a poem on Adam and Eve...now I don't have to. Loved the sensory of "The smell of dust" with its later application "...breathes life from the dust" Thanks for sharing your work.

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  4. I am loving this feed back - and inspired to move forward with my poetry in this direction. This is a powerful poem, thank you Kenia.

    Mike, I would still like to see you follow through and write an Adam and Eve poem too. I think the subject matter suits you.

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