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· Europe in 17 Syllables

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  Elegy for Eden
by Joan Huffman
Thursday, August 06, 2009
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WINNER: Category #37 Save Our Earth, NFSPS 47th Annual Conference 3rd Honorable Mention;
Contest Chair: Theda Bassett

Elegy for Eden

In our innocence, we climbed apple trees,
perfect perches, to see and be unseen.

Father lay dying. Men walked the orchard,
tasted of Eve's fruit, knew the land was good.

Condos, casinos, sparkled in their eyes.
Thirteen silver coins, forbidden deed done.

Serpent slithered and smiled. Adam took bites
of the screaming bark. Trees of life...lifeless.

Old Mother Earth trembled, as her children
thudded upon her sweet mossy cushions.

Funeral pyres piled high, flames crackled, spewed
wind scattered martyrs, banished heaven bound.

Today machines come, bringing their robots.
Deep diggers wrinkle Paradise's face,

tear her green blankets, smother stumps beneath
the folds of her cloak...disobedient.

Now we know evil. Blood drips from rose prick.
Scarlet towers rise to grasp at God's thighs.

Joan Huffman©07/06/2005


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Books by
Joan Huffman

17 Syllables

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Europe in 17 Syllables

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  1. I Wish I Could Tell You...
  2. Transmorpho
  3. Time Started
  4. Morning Walk
  5. My Poems
  6. Running On Empty
  7. I Wish I Knew
  8. Sentimental Pond
  9. Misnomers of Fame
  10. unraveling
  11. Moments Gone
  12. The Fate Peddler
  13. Overcoming
  14. In Loving Memory
  15. Trees Aflame
  16. The Mask
  17. You're Not Alone
  18. I'm Thankful For
  19. Again I Ask For More...
  20. Old Age

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