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Divorced from rules we once held sacrosanct
The hunger pangs we felt were eased not stilled
We knew their judgments grim and hard embanked
Unrisen loaves that left us unfulfilled
Yet now our quest so fast and wild pursued
Creates a thirst for waters deep and clear
And fruit ripe picked must be our soulful food
To satisfy a primal longing here
But meat too freely taken lacks the salt
That flavored and preserved the elders’ bread
Let graceful limits come though finding fault
With reason we shall meet and make our bed

We’ll eat the skin and flesh and want no more
While casting out the poisoned apple core

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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Date: 4/8/2019 6:32:00 PM
Religion is a snare and a racket! Truth can only be found in God's word, read with child - like innocence
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Date: 11/9/2018 4:59:00 PM
good one
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Date: 11/7/2018 4:58:00 PM
Hi Mark. I've returned to read your poem again. There were so many things that stayed with me, I needed to re-read this. And to place it among my favorites. Again, I say this is beautiful. Deb
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Mark Elam
Date: 11/7/2018 6:49:00 PM
Thank you Deb!
Date: 11/5/2018 5:56:00 PM
There is much to ponder here. In these days of strife and divisiveness, you have touched on some great truths. You have a gift for writing sonnets. Very well done. My best. Deb
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Mark Elam
Date: 11/5/2018 6:36:00 PM
Thank you. This poem took a long time to develop and I’m glad you found it meaningful.
Date: 10/31/2018 10:24:00 AM
Very cool.
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Mark Elam
Date: 10/31/2018 1:24:00 PM
Thanks Maureen!