The Warring Heights

“Or those eighteen who died when the tower in Siloam fell on them—do you think they were more guilty than all the others living in Jerusalem? I tell you, no! But unless you repent, you too will all perish” (Luke 13:4–5) Sweet bitter bite stirs the tree snake — Eden’s crumbling. The seed of Eve trembling...petals turn white. Adamic-tongue fumbling. Father of lights, his promise to the flailing man — sepulcher - womb of new beginnings, a good plan. Flickering windows! Falling clan. Dueling swords plunge into deep soil — the warring heights. 6/16/2019 Writing Challenge, June 2019, Crumbling Rhyme Poetry Contest Sponsor: Dear Heart