i don’t like churches
im not good enough for god
i can’t believe in him
for the world says i sin
but,
how could a god hate something he created?
how could he hate his most beautiful masterpiece?
for love is beautiful
even if it’s not adam and eve
What can I say that hasn’t been said
Is there really original thought in head
Form an opinion and it’s likely not unique
As humans are flawed and we rinse repeat
We are a product of Adam and Eve
Nothing new here to repent and read
Would you Adam & Eve it on the eve of the Ashes a simple gambit
Folks Bazball blokes won't choke are bespoke Stoked and up for it
Heed & feed that decreed need for SPEED to impede Aussie cricket
Trick pick slick mix of quicks in nick at a decent lick.... just the ticket
Get set for the ferocity of this racy quintet each one a bowling bandit
Along with Big Ben his pacy men with a stun speed gun for fun habit
Fastest speedster pack all out pace attack ever sent to OZ God dammit
Genesis of old nemesis not giving a toss about the old Colonial boss innit
In a spin larrikin sin of BazBall getting under the Aussies skin.. just admit it!
On trial England's new wile & guile style versus all that vile bile denial sh*t
Stokes's bowling banquet not just a treasure chest but also a safety blanket
Reigning by regaining the Ashes crest of best Test conquest on the planet!
Have you ever thought about the raising of Cain?
Where did that boy get a rage so completely insane
that he ended up murdering his younger brother?
Did he learn it from his father and mother,
who must've been in such deep, psychological pain
for having caused Eden to go down the drain.
In Eden when Adam meet Eve
He said, “You are nude I perceive”
A bit of a madam,
She offered to Adam
A bite of a juicy James Grieve
He knew the fruit was forbidden
And said their bits should be hidden.
But she said, “I insist,”
And, too weak to resist,
Adam did what he was bidden
There’s a moral, you might have guessed,
For God really was not impressed.
So the moral for me,
And I’m sure you’ll agree,
Is women don’t always know best
First biological parents, Adam and Eve
to each other and for one another, they did cleave
created by God with His workmanship* divine
yet, they failed midst human nature’s whine.
First couple in their love’s partnership zest
both resided in great paradise crest
enjoying full blessings’ gain
but soon were banished in pain
when temptation won during their pride’s test.
Adam and Eve established first home on earth
Along first family’s children of precious worth…
Despite domestic conflicts, and relationship’s pleasure
Mankind now thrives since they multiply beyond measure.
*Ephesians 2:10 For we are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus unto good works, which God hath before ordained that we should walk in them.
July 9, 2024
15th place, "Clerimerick Couplets (hybrid form)" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Mark Toney; judged on 7/21/2024
Sizzling scorching Sun at ‘noon’
Sir and ‘Madam’ coming soon.
While ‘Eve’ thinking deep
Adam comes to ‘peep’
with a ‘race-car, when shines Moon.
‘Eve’ ‘sees’ at Moon : the crescent.
‘Wow ‘ ! Adam likes that : descent.
‘Lol’ ! Adam is glad.
Being the Prime ‘Dad’
of humans ! ‘Mom’ ‘Eve’ nascent.
Every day another mass shooting.
There seems to be no end in sight
We turn on the TV news.
As we watch the carnage.
Politicians pray.
And do nothing.
Gun Ghosts cry.
Guns do
Kill.
We once did walk amongst the leaves;
Outside of Eden, Adam grieves.
I am thrice Holy, keep away;
Unclean sinners I yearn to save.
To keep My law cannot be done;
Because of love, I send My Son.
You are guilty, you must die;
I crush Myself to draw you nigh.
You grieve and sigh, for you are wrong;
Flee to My bosom, where you belong.
I have the victory and battle won;
My soldier, fight with armor on.
In trials you will be maligned;
Be glad; you are like gold refined.
You cannot boast of wealth or fame;
You boast the glories of My name.
My dearest, in this life you mourn;
You will be to My presence borne.
My son, the truth will set you free;
Take up your cross and follow Me.
Seldom now, but once popular,
carnal Feast of Adam and Eve.
A Christian tale, if you believe,
spun, no doubt, by a gospeler.
Late December, Mystery Play –
downfall, the original sin.
Played on stage, moral tale to spin,
a day both frightening and gay.
Reenactment of solemn scene
was surely presented well-posed.
Original sin, acts exposed,
with performances now obscene.
Paradise Tree prettified strung
with roses, lit candles, and sweets.
Apples and wafers, tasty treats,
all upon the bare tree were hung.
O, Tannenbaum, I may believe
this festival, your lasting fame,
the current Christmas Tree became,
that we adorn on Christmas Eve.
A serpent poured soothing wisdom into Eve’s ear
For her to eat gnosis fruit for unborn Seth
So its seeds were entombed in her soul without fear
This gnosis remained unborn and without breath
Christ himself, the Word, flew into Mary’s ear
So breath and life itself entered her sleeping womb
To become the awakened babe, so now hear
The flower of gnosis singing out of the tomb
They both ate dates from the tree of gnosis
Froze the whirling wheels in place by their might
Crushed the cherubim’s heads with bliss
White mice who put cat and eagle in fright
White lambs who put man and cherub to flight
They felt the crushed dates flowing like a gust
Tasting the full moon’s light without disgust
Quenching the seraphim’s sword with their breath
Turning his flaming coal to dust
Trampling on his six wings of sin and death
Inspired by the words "For when they ate of the tree of knowledge, they trampled the Cherubim and the Seraphim with the flaming sword" from the ancient writing "Melchizedek" from the The Nag Hammadi Library
For Folly Was When Adam And Eve Ate
Drowning the naked landscape in a fog
Far away bursting city in its smog
Along the beach sea-salt floats right on in
They, bustling crowd, treading footprints of men
Of the coming storm we dare shut the door
Raging sea-winds batter innocent shore
With the angry weather the mind goes blank
Noisy bars carefree, puke up what they drank
Whilst the far-off Greek Gods watch with sweet glee
Storm knocks down buildings and up-roots giant trees
The usual do-nothing crowd parties inside
Enjoying the change while full of their pride.
Humans cannot stop the weather at all
Failure was insured with Icarus' fall
Hercules bellows and Thor walks the halls
For folly was when Adam and Eve ate
And now we all must face the Hands of Fate.
Robert J. Lindley, 16 verse sonnet.
June 17th 1972
Note: I was barely 18 years old when I composed this poem.
Babe you are more than attractive
We can live like Adam and Eve
Babe you are mine I believe
Give me your mind my mind’s thief
Babe from God hope I receive
If I am wrong please forgive
Babe I know you are not cheap
God knows my love is how deep
Babe as you sow so you reap
Don’t make mistake and then weep
Born of man and holy breath
Heaven’s angel who stops death
Father of the race of Seth
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