price paid for paradise

 

A man is wed to land as dear as wife
and for his farm he‘ll gladly sacrifice
what is his livelihood becomes his life
such dedication keeps away most vice
invested time gives meaning in the strife
as he creates his own small paradise

reflection of first garden paradise
tilling the land together, man and wife
completely innocent of hate or strife
man gladly gave his rib, small sacrifice
but snake twisted the truth of God’s advice
eating forbidden fruit embittered life

to work in sweat would be man’s lot in life
rebellion led them out of paradise
their eyes opened to every evil vice
still-birth of sin brought pain to Adam’s wife
to cover shame requires blood sacrifice
our fall brought all creation death and strife

seeds of weed, thistle, and thorn now rife
disease and aging process shortens life
to bear children demands self-sacrifice
we cannot find way back to paradise
now shame’s dark secrets divide man and wife
our world is broken by our greed and vice

the Enemy holds captives in sin’s vise
conquers the world with anger, fear, and strife
cools the love between each man and wife
our stubborn pride leads miserable life
the only way to restore paradise
would be a perfect human sacrifice

God’s Son offered himself as sacrifice
divine and human free of any vice
for Christ alone can restore paradise
and put an end to all our sin and strife
if choose to follow him, we find true life
he loves the church as his own precious wife

to work the land ‘mid sacrifice and strife
farmer’s advice says his is still best life
earth’s paradise shared with beloved wife

 


This sestina surprised me by turning theological…I think it was the repeating/rhyming word choices I made that lent itself to themes of creation/fall/redemption/restoration. A sestina has six stanzas of six lines followed by a 3-line envoi each with a complicated pattern of final words repeated. This challenging form is described in detail by our host Victoria at d’Verse Poets.

who has ears to hear…

 

Hell may

assault ears with

unearthly shrieks of

self-condemned rebels

tortured by vicious demons,

an infernal crackling

of eternal fire,

but worse yet

will be the

echoing miseries of sin,

utter absence of love,

awful silence of God.

archetypical apple

 

What strange poison

did woman reach

for in the garden?

 

mother of all living bit into death for all

 

Was it a stinging tree

that touched her with

heart-shaped leaves?

 

intoxicating nature of toxic relations

 

Was she anesthetized

by curare-tipped dart

from satan’s blowpipe?

 

it can kill as easily as it can cure

 

Would eve even

succumb to snakeroot,

from salesman selling herbs?

 

fruit to make wise and pleasing to eyes

 

Would she suspect

the seeds of lovely apple

convey hydrogen cyanide?

 

seed of deception is sin, fruit of sin is death

 

 

 

 

poetic form re-defined

 

Definition
Cinquain:
five-line poem;
twenty-two syllables
laid out two, four, six, eight, then two
again.

-Tony Maude

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just messing around with cinquain form:

sin-quain poem

snarky malarky

odd syllabification

count: three, five, seven, nine; then three more

not a sin  🙂

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Tony came up with this same breaking of the form on d’Verse!

See my other Jan.23  post, “Don’t taste the slush” for another sample of this modified form…

cradle song

 

Precious babe with heaven-kissed skin

open wide your blue-sky eyes

to the family that welcomes you in.

 

Precious babe with heaven-kissed skin

this wide world groans under pains of sin

but LOVE can be found if you learn from the wise.

 

Precious babe with heaven-kissed skin

open wise your blue-sky eyes.

 

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Triolet dedicated to my new grand daughter born 6-19-14

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