I Ate The Apple

I Ate The Apple

Because I was told

I would be just like God

On a throne of Gold

Wisdom would be my sister

And knowledge my bed

I would be crowned with beauty

And a trail of gold would be spread

I listened to the serpent

Who played a recording in my head

As Adam lay beneath the tree

Dreaming of a bed

My mouth began to water

Imagination took a hold

I dreamed I was a goddess 

A lovely queen to behold

I thought the serpent kind

To tell me of such things

He flirted with my mind

And showed me of his wings

I would sit upon a throne

And be just like God

Knowing good from evil

And angels would applaud

Reviews

[miriam]

This poem is beautifully written! The imagery, emotion, and mythic depth are incredible. You captured temptation and inner conflict with such elegance every line feels alive. Truly captivating work!

[Miyank]

You can't easily trust someone. You played with such a simple teaching in such a beautiful story. Thank you for sharing the poem.

[Coyote Poetry]

I enjoyed the tale. Those naysayers snakes can trick up. I like the story and the want to sit next to God. Good to read your words. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Honey-Bee]

Thanks Coyote Poetry! I hope your prayer comes true!

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome.

[Sami Khalil]

A good take on Adam and Eve's story. I applaud you...:)..........

[Honey-Bee]

Thanks Sami Khalil! You know I wonder how many of us would eat the fruit offered with the same temper.

[Sami Khalil]

Yep. You are right. Welcome...:)......................

[Marie]

A sad story indeed. How did a serpent get into Eden anyway?

[Honey-Bee]

Thanks Marie!