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Damon Beckemeyer Aug 2018
Johnny Appleseed.
****** us up good didn't you?

If you plant a tree in Eden
You're an angel
But Mom and Dad ate an apple
Cain got mad and killed Abel
With the *** he wears on his head

Now he runs around smoking herb and planting trees
Cain was just like you Mr. Appleseed
Two farmers tag teamed
He made a pretty good side kick

A seed from Johnny's Apples
Was a Johnny Apple's seed
That Seeded an Apple tree
So Johnny's baby Appleseeds
Could seed more apple trees
To eat off Johnny Apple's seeds

Choke on that Mother Earth

Johnny Appleseed's tree is long and hard
Ripe with juicy fruit
And we all know mankind has a sweet tooth

Knock on wood

Paul Bunyan is Jesus
Cutting down trees of life since day one
Just wait til he gets nailed and impaled on one
Meanwhile an angel with a fire sword chased a snake out of the garden
            
             Johnny
Human
             Appleseed
Nature
Isaac Aug 2018
There is chaos in this cosmos.

God's Eden order was lost.

Yet to him order isn't gone.

Chaos is simply his pawn.

It is part of his big story.

Its darkness reveals his glory.

So bring your chaos to him.

Light takes joy in pervading the dim.
Written 7 August 2018

God gets joy by solving our chaos, if only we would bring it to him.
Irina BBota Jun 2018
the taste of the wind
reminds me of the sea breeze
inside of Eden
A Simillacrum Jun 2018
Ancient page
&
Ancient day
Grant me insight
If you please in this way:
Sight of the light
Before the blessed gate
Humankind
@
Eden, safe

These towers shall fall
These lowly shall rise
These in power forget
These towers disgrace
The Firmament when
The Chalice flows over:

.in.
.blood.
Brandon Conway Jun 2018
A gardener grows food that feeds
And a peacock of beauty
Flora that inspires

A poet grows words that ease
From the seeds
Of the beauty
The gardener sowed and admires
hxrvld Jun 2018
Shoulder to shoulder
Finger to finger
Thirst of love
Filled with love
Overflowing love
City lights in Eden
Caresses somewhere hidden
Streetlight kisses
Walking beside the blue river
Lured by the old architect
Under the lost city of Pompeii
French kisses in the quiet palace
Sinless pleasure
Singing beside asphalt
Down to the town
Of dazzle diamonds
Lovely dinner
Fulfilled the hunger
Ends at the train station
With no kisses
& heavy feeling.
Brandon Conway Jun 2018
Fuzzy orb so small and sweet
      Plump succubus plucked by hand
      Orange pink and yellow treat
      To fulfill a hungers toothsome demand  
                          
Demeter's gift, O' how ripe
      Put the flesh between my teeth
      Ears delighted with phoebe's pipe
      Lounged lazily listening in edens wreath

Juice streaming down my face
       Junes comfort, worth more than gold
       Sleep coming to make its dreamy embrace
       Hammock sway, as I slowly cross the threshold
Nothing like laying in the hammock, book in hand with a sweet treat, letting mothers poets drift you off to a slumber.
Heart of Silver Apr 2018
----

Naked from my mother's womb I came
not a sin to my name, so insignificant
Naked from my father's bones I came
Little Eve was born an innocent


Adam walked around like he was the first man on Earth
He called himself the image of God, tried to diminish my worth
You tried to tempt me as a snake but now I'm on alert
No matter what you say you're still made from the dirt

Welcome to the Garden of Eden!
We tried as hard as possible, its still filled with heathens
Look at Adam, look at Eve
Won’t be long now till they’re forced to leave
Geez, this was meant to be longer. Sorry! ^^''
Myra Mar 2018
Babe,
There's something tragic about you
Something so magic about you
I can't disagree
Babe,
There's something frightening about you
Something so inviting about you
You're all I see

These tired sighs, these rolling eyes
And the irony
I know you care
Just by your stare
That you want me

Honey, it's peculiar
Not meant for nature;
Although,
Innocence is screaming
I know you suffered the most
Chivalry's dying
Bleeding itself to death on its sword
I see you in this Eden
My heart is yours

Babe,
There's something terrible about this
Something so mesmerizing about this
Yeah it's a sin
Babe,
There's something not natural about this
Something demanding about this
But I wanna let you in

You once could stand,
There was no evil plan
Just your ideology
That Man would ruin everything good
You knew Adam would ruin everything

Honey, it's peculiar
Not meant for nature;
Although,
Innocence is screaming
I know you suffered the most
Chivalry's dying
Bleeding itself to death on its sword

Honey, it's peculiar
Not meant for nature;
Although,
Innocence is screaming
I know you suffered the most
Chivalry's dying
Bleeding itself to death on its sword
I see you in this Eden
My heart is yours
A response from Eve's perspective in the song From Eden by Hoizer that reflects the tempting serphant to a man longing for a relationship with a woman who has a man
many a december twenty forth gone by,
   whence wisp of carolers ghosts hauntingly adorn
remembrance of sum...
   er things passed along tummy
   from ma late ma alm

   compunction eruption viz:
fruition, gumption interruption
   sans redemption how became re: born
whereby this pop -
   bleary eye lids ready to droop

   with his tired bones snapping
   and popping like jimmy crack corn
an immediate need to succumb to sleep
   found me transfixed how blessings did a dorn
mine attention riveted at shrouded foghorn
echoing...choing...hoing

   never knowing hands of time didst flap
matthew scott harris,
   who yawned avast cingular gap
countless decades swallowed un hap
pulley lost soul within early
   twenty something years

   devoid of inner GPS to help map
and guide this stricken n fore lorn future pap
though the hour
   (at time this got written) nsync kin rap
pa head lee well nigh

   closing in on six in the morn
   way before synapses snap
crackle and pop,
   whereby the sage within mine psyche

   waving a finger - tsk tsk - with mild scorn
for forgoing to bed, yet...
   a powerful tsunami like force arose up
   when viewing the account of how tara - blank -
   became rent asunder and torn
from an terrible accident of fate -
   though a miraculous recovery now worn.

now fast forward to recent past
receding extremely fast
as if powered by remnant cosmic blast
resulting in avast

blurred montage flickr ring
   exercise regimen of running plus lifting weights -
   perhaps so many reps of a curl
finds me applauding, huzzahing,
   and praising daughter's efforts...so you go girl

with all inner strength pell mell into fitness:
   disciplining molding, sculpting- yar body hurl
   testing your limits to the max
   whether across busy urban streets or...
   where landscape offers open space with pearl
jam skies - in outlying less populated tracts -
   giving freedom to dance n twirl.

ye r so lucky tubby alive
cuz immediate family, friends, relatives
   and now...this strange papa gives u high five
without asking anything in return -
   since inspiration courses thru me

   inducing thyself to strive
and/ or if when fate decrees,
   thee will make an awesome counterpart
   who this older papa bloke would envy
   as ye possess inxs of strength to re:vive.
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blessing for sound health

upon waking every morning I offer
silent benediction for the ability
to revel with full faculty of this aging body
still going strong where ability sans,

enjoying the simple pleasures
available thru ****** senses
plus cavorting, flirting,
identifying simple pleasures
in my nonsensical mien "inner child"

Woolworth more than money can buy
yet of course if I did happen
to be a lucky lottery winner
could definitely relief anxiety and allow
me to breathe easy yet,
never do justice pitted against robust
body, mind and spirit triage.
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