The Genesis Of Embarrassment
When Adam first saw Eve he said:
'O lovely creature, share my bed.'
Before consenting, she her gaze
Fixed on the greensward to appraise,
As well as vision could avouch,
The value of the proffered couch.
And seeing that the grass was green
And neatly clipped with a machine-
Observing that the flow'rs were rare
Varieties, and some were fair,
The posts of precious woods, besprent
With fragrant balsams, diffluent,
And all things suited to her worth,
She raised her angel eyes from earth
To his and, blushing to confess,
Murmured: 'I love you, Adam-yes.'
Since then her daughters, it is said,
Look always down when asked to wed.
poem by Ambrose Bierce
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Brother Sun and Sister Moon
When light was fashioned here and there
Before the Cosmic dust,
God saw it was beyond compare
And worthy of His trust,
That's why He gave Man eyes to see,
Observing all he could,
From what there was and was to be,
Then choosing what was good.
The sun and moon shone day and night
While Adam looked above,
Then Adam sensed something not right,
He had no-one to love...
The lights of day and night combined
In perfect harmony,
But he had no-one he could find
To keep him company...
'Why is this so? ' he asked the Lord,
Who'd saved the best till last...
'Fear not, your plight won't be ignored,
Your loneliness is past.
You had to sense it in your heart,
To learn just how that felt...
To know there was a missing part
That caused your joy to melt...'
Then Adam slept, one rib to lose,
The Lord new life to make...
The woman Adam was to choose
To take away the ache...
When Adam woke, his eyes were glad,
For beauty was at hand
And gone all thoughts of feeling sad,
When told what God had planned...
That's why the sun and moon are friends,
For they portrayed the truth,
Upon each other, each depends
And that's a solemn truth...
They comfort every seeing eye
With newfound happiness...
Brother and sister in the sky,
Shine on, the world to bless...
poem by Denis Martindale
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The Four Angels
As Adam lay a-dreaming beneath the Apple Tree
The Angel of the Earth came down, and offered Earth in fee;
But Adam did not need it,
Nor the plough he would not speed it,
Singing: --"Earth and Water, Air and Fire,
What more can mortal man desire?"
(The Apple Tree's in bud)
As Adam lay a-dreaming beneath the Apple Tree
The Angel of the Waters offered all the Seas in fee;
But Adam would not take 'em,
Nor the ships he wouldn't make 'em,
Singing:--"Water, Earth and Air and Fire,
What more can mortal man desire? "
(The Apple Tree's in leaf.)
As Adam lay a-dreaming beneath the Apple Tree
The Angel of the Air he offered all the Air in fee;
But Adam did not crave it,
Nor the flight he wouldn't brave it,
Singing: --"Air and Water, Earth and Fire,
What more can mortal man desire:"
(The Apple Tree's in bloom.)
As Adam lay a-dreaming beneath the Apple Tree
The Angel of the Fire rose up and not a word said he;
But he wished a flame and made it,
And in Adam's heart he laid it,
Singing: --"Fire, Fire, burning Fire!
Stand up, and reach your heart's desire!"
(The Apple Blossom's set.)
As Adam was a-working outside of Eden-Wall,
He used the Earth, he used the Seas, he used the Air and all;
Till out of black disaster
He arose to be a master
Of Earth and Water, Air and Fire,
But never reached his heart's desire!
(The Apple Tree's cut down!)
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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Why was Adam
'Why was Adam driven from the garden?'
The pupil asked his master. 'His heart was hardened
With images, a hundred bonds that clutter the earth
Chained Adam to the cycle of death following birth.
He was blind to this equation, living for something other
Than God and so out of paradise he was driven
With his mortal body's cover his soul was shriven.
Noblest of God's creatures, Adam fell with blame,
Like a moth shrivelled by the candle's flame,
Into history which taught mankind shame.
Since Adam had not given up his heart
To God's attachment, there was no part
For Adam in paradise where the only friend
Is God; His will is not for Adam to imagine and bend.
poem by Farid ud-Din Attar Abu Hamid bin Abu Bakr Ibrahim
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Original sin
An heinous treachery devised by man
The mischievous generation immoral machine
Fabricated by the first settler in ignorance and greed
A machine that has reinvented itself at an alarming rate
It has over time became an illegal prerequisite to visit planet earth
It has conquered Its inventors and dominated their intentions
The seed of Adam forever enslaved to Adam's brainchild
Evil is driving while my poor soul is being hauled along.
poem by Olawale Ogunrinola
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The Fall Of Lucifer
God the Spirit beheld the void,
Unformed without a land...
With all the wisdom He employed,
Envisioned what He planned...
And then before the birth of space
And time and life and thought,
He saw the Universe take place,
Yet not as some are taught.
When angels worshipped God above,
They looked on Earth with awe...
As God made Adam with true love,
Yet what was Adam for?
Thus angels asked what destiny
Awaited human flesh...
Condemned by curiousity,
Distrust was born afresh...
Archangels pondered just the same
When Eve from Adam's rib
Prevented praises of God's Name,
For silence stilled worship!
Confusion reigned and God cast out
The rebels Satan led!
Thus Lucifer, the Lord of Doubt,
Cast doubts in poor Eve's head...
When Adam followed in her sin,
God punished all Mankind -
Yet Lucifer did not give in...
Forgiveness was declined!
The Devil's doomed to crawl in Hell...
For all eternity...
As all God's prophecies foretell
That follow Calvary!
Billions live on Earth today.
So few alive to God...
In Jesus Christ, some know the Way!
Each soul bought by His Blood!
The rest are lost in grievous sins
And Hell they all deserve...
I'd rather love God's precious Prince
Who gave us life on Earth...
poem by Denis Martindale
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Sin Love
Eated apple
Sin will come
Adam and Eve
So...
Love and too
Touch Adam with Eve...
Eve also enjoy it
Adam also not
Avoid it...too love Eve...
Start....
That is a love
Today always
Going on...
That is the love
But;
God tell it is sin..sin...!
Adam to Eve and
I am and you also
Telling it is love....? ! love...! ?
Yes: it is love...
For body to body...!
Sin love is
Making you and me...
Whear is god love...? !
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Adam Raised A Cain
In the summer that I was baptized my father held me to his side
As they put me to the water he said how on that day I cried
We were prisoners of love a love in chains
He was standin in the door I was standin in the rain
With the same hot blood burning in our veins
Adam raised a cain
All of the old faces ask you why youre back
They fit you with position and the keys to your daddys cadillac
In the darkness of your room your mother calls you by your true name
You remember the faces the places the names
You know its never over its relentless as the rain
Adam raised a cain
In the Bible cain slew abel and east of eden he was cast
Youre born into this life paying for the sins of somebody elses past
Daddy worked his whole life for nothing but the pain
Now he walks these empty rooms looking for something to blame
You inherit the sins you inherit the flames
Adam raised a cain
Lost but not forgotten from the dark heart of a dream
Adam raised a cain
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Adam Revised
God must be God...
For God has blessed the world...
He has given the world this rare, rare
Treasure...Woman
It's funny how I only see woman when I want...forself
I realize now how she covers my life... how she shares with me her intimacy...
Mentally, emotionally and spiritually.
There is no other person on this earth
Whom I can count on as I count on woman...
Let me be not like Adam but the man...
Adam was created to be for Eve...his queen and mate!
poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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Pictures
Pictures
By: Adam M. Snow
Capturing life with precious moments to spare,
With smiles and love and timing so rare,
Living on forevermore within frames for all to see,
With a child's laughter as precious as can be.
Capturing memories of a soon forgotten childhood,
And family moments that never felt so good.
A truthful memoir in beautiful display,
Of a family picnic on a newborn summer day.
To savor the moments of joyous proportion,
Knowing it could all end in distortion.
Capturing the moments of an infant's first step,
Or a Christmas morn shining with pep.
An image of laughter and joyous jest,
A friendship jokes what they thought was best.
Memories taken of a sweet romance,
Of two young kids at their first school dance.
Capturing life with precious moments to spare,
With smiles and love and timing so rare.
poem by Adam M. Snow
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The Green Woods Of Truagh
In the green woods of Truagh we met without fear,
Your kiss on my lips, and your voice in my ear,
Your tender arms about me, and your eyes glad and clear–
Ochón, the Green Woods of Truagh!
In the green woods of Truagh the days go on wings,
On every brown branch a gladsome bird sings
And the fragrant amber blossom of the honey-suckle swings–
Ochón, the Green Woods of Truagh!
In the green woods of Truagh the bracken stands high,
And wells of spring-water in deep hollows lie,
And the red deer is browsing in the cool shadows nigh–
Ochón, the Green Woods of Truagh!
In the green woods of Truagh no sorrow dared stay,
The lark called me early at dawn o' the day,
And o'er my sleep at night pleasant dreams used to play–
Ochón, the Green Woods of Truagh!
In the green woods of Truagh you wait till I come–
I left home and you for the stranger's far home,
To bring a hoard of yellow gold across the grey foam–
Ochón, the Green Woods of Truagh!
In the green woods of Truagh–if God hears my prayer–
I shall reach you, O true love, my empty hands there,
For little of the yellow gold has fallen to my share–
Ochón, the Green Woods of Truagh!
In the green woods of Truagh–your heart on my own,
And your bright hair in ringlets across my cheek blown
Now where in all the wide, wide world, could greater bliss be known?
Ochón, the Green Woods of Truagh!
poem by Anna Johnston MacManus
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Sestina
I have come, alas, to the great circle of shadow,
to the short day and to the whitening hills,
when the colour is all lost from the grass,
though my desire will not lose its green,
so rooted is it in this hardest stone,
that speaks and feels as though it were a woman.
And likewise this heaven-born woman
stays frozen, like the snow in shadow,
and is unmoved, or moved like a stone,
by the sweet season that warms all the hills,
and makes them alter from pure white to green,
so as to clothe them with the flowers and grass.
When her head wears a crown of grass
she draws the mind from any other woman,
because she blends her gold hair with the green
so well that Amor lingers in their shadow,
he who fastens me in these low hills,
more certainly than lime fastens stone.
Her beauty has more virtue than rare stone.
The wound she gives cannot be healed with grass,
since I have travelled, through the plains and hills,
to find my release from such a woman,
yet from her light had never a shadow
thrown on me, by hill, wall, or leaves’ green.
I have seen her walk all dressed in green,
so formed she would have sparked love in a stone,
that love I bear for her very shadow,
so that I wished her, in those fields of grass,
as much in love as ever yet was woman,
closed around by all the highest hills.
The rivers will flow upwards to the hills
before this wood, that is so soft and green,
takes fire, as might ever lovely woman,
for me, who would choose to sleep on stone,
all my life, and go eating grass,
only to gaze at where her clothes cast shadow.
Whenever the hills cast blackest shadow,
with her sweet green, the lovely woman
hides it, as a man hides stone in grass.
poem by Dante Alighieri
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What kind of woman is this?
What kind of woman is this?
That I'm so privileged to kiss.
I am not worthy of her love
My precious gift from above
So wonderful and lovely is she.
Praise God that He's given her to me.
Just as Eve for Adam was sent
so Dorothy for Roy was meant.
We were at school when we first met
and God's plan for us in motion was set.
He joined us together as man and wife
making her the soul mate of my life.
He has sustained our love through time
as He united us in a partnership of a lifetime.
We've withstood all tests that came our way
and will withstand the trials of each new day.
The secret is the presence of God
a triune partnership with the Lord.
Jesus our Saviour with us resides
for within us both His love abides.
My love, life with you is great fun
a roller coaster of events has begun.
We have so many memories to share
treasured moments of love and care.
I sometimes wake up as you sleep at my side
gaze upon your lovely face with pride.
'Thank you God for my wife', I say in prayer
'For giving her for me to love and care.'
Adam and Eve Apple Fantasy
I am bored Adam
I am bored Eve
Let's walk together in the garden
It is afternoon Adam
It is afternoon Eve
Our tummies are empty
Let's have something to eat
It is beautiful garden of Eden
How wonderful the fruit trees!
Adam look honey
This beautiful Apple tree
No Eve this is the knowledge tree
Look Eve there is sign in the sky
Can't you see?
Lord command 'Don't eat from the apple tree'
Ha Ha Ha
Who is that?
I am serpent of the garden
Listen Adam
Listen Eve
Go pick the big apple
from the tree
Adam my honey
Do you hear me?
My stomach is aching
go get me this delicious apple
Eve I would not disobey the Lord
Oh Adam
Oh Honey
You seduce me Eve
Ooh Adam
Ooh Eve
Something happened after
we ate the apple
Go Adam get some Fig leaves
Adam Let's rest
under the shaded tree
Adam let's have babies
Eve let's have off-springs
poem by Sherif Monem
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Holy Matrimony
God made Adam – the first ‘he’,
From clay of earth,
And blew His breath.
God found him lonely;
He needed a mate;
It was not late.
So, He made Eve – the first ‘she’!
From Adam’s rib;
She looked lovely!
They ate the fruits
In Garden of Eden,
And lived quite happily!
But came satan
In serpent form,
And lied to Eve.
Eve ate the fruit
That God forbade
Committing sin.
She gave to Adam,
Who also ate:
Changed mankind’s fate!
God drove them both
Out of Eden
As rod forev’r.
God’s curse on Eve
–to suffer pain
of childbirth!
God’s curse on Adam
–to labor hard,
Until sweat falls!
‘Which man, woman
That God unites,
Let none undo.’
The first marriage
Happened on earth.
Thus childbirth came.
The two were one
In flesh and bone,
And not alone.
God’s blessings rife:
‘A Happy Wedded Life
in joy and strife.’
Copyright by Dr John Celes 08-24-2008
poem by John Celes
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Lady in White
Lady in White
By: Adam M. Snow
She stares at me benevolently with her baby blue eyes.
How beautiful she looks, that lady in white.
I try to go on my way, but I hear her gentle cries.
I reached out to help her, but she simply vanished in the night.
Who is this that they call 'Ghost? ' my lovely Lady in White;
and do you know? Could you tell me why does my Lady cry?
Where upon nightfall approaches;
returned to the splintered bridge, where portraits my Lady in White;
only to find her crying, waiting for her lost love.
Truly this is an undesirable sight;
tears fall as she gaze essentially at stars above.
I only wish I could help her, my lovely Lady in White;
to lead her home into the light;
truly it can only be by her might.
I must go on my way and leave my Lady behind.
She's there to stay crying; waiting for her love to return.
Though my heart, I feel her tears fall upon.
From my Lady, there's so much that I learn;
that love never dies, it just lives on.
poem by Adam M. Snow
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Digging Up the Marrow
Ray Wise, Adam Green, Will Barratt, Rileah Vanderbilt, Josh Ethier, Kane Hodder, Tom Holland, Mick Garris, Steve Agee
by Adam Green from Digging Up the Marrow (2014)
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A Long Night Of Love
Sweet kisses like wine,
Upon my face.
From an angel devine,
In Spanish lace.
Fragrant raven tresses,
Caress my face,
My soul confesses,
Into her gaze.
Sparkling green eyes,
Stare into my soul,
No need for replies,
With a woman this bold.
A long night of love,
I'll spend with you.
My precious white dove,
That's what I'll do.
9/17/10 Alton Texas
poem by Juan Olivarez
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This is Me
This is Me
By: Adam M. Snow
Caring heart;
a gentle smile;
love from the start;
no voice of guile;
this is who I am;
this is me.
I am gentle like a lamb;
this is who I choose to be.
Caring eyes;
a gentle touch;
no more cries;
for you mean so much.
This is me;
why cant you see?
My words are calm;
my love's your balm.
This is me;
whom you not know;
I show you mercy;
for you, my love I bestow.
I'm your guardian angel;
no need to be fearful.
Can't you see;
that this is me?
poem by Adam M. Snow
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Adam Project Top Secret Time Travel
a few decades past
in late twentieth century
scientists had cloned
Dolly a cloned sheep
next came Adam project
time travel top secret classified
to post paradise wilderness
Adam Eve wander as out casts
Adam located
DNA was cloned
Adam resurrected
to view scientific world
the magnifigance
of a western world
whim leisure elite
to marvel at.
Adam spoke
of how quiet
it once was
how holy
how empty
the earth
how all life
was sacred.
Time passes.
Moralists honoured
known named
by Adam personally
thought Adam would
elect to refrain
from entry
into a post
Eden world again.
Yet Adam loved
so much created life
he died to save it.
Once was not enough.
The moral seed
Adam God learned
was to nurture
all life as sacred.
The chastity
belt was too bitter
a pill to swallow
Adam entered
into a true guardianship
of life all his progeny.
A loving parental lesson
divine taught must endure
until a soul seed
creating paradise
leaves earth life
for higher
spiritual growth
in aspired to heaven
more enlightened souls
will sow peace harmony.
Adam superior DNA taught.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Adam the Dog Part-II
Adam say farewell
A bass tune I play for you
Sing you a lullaby
Now sleep and say goodbye my dear friend
(Dedicated to the lovely dog called Adam)
poem by Roger Bewman
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