Red Sin Poem by Charles Lara

Red Sin

Rating: 4.5


The
Red Moon
slept
easy
over
the
garden of eden
waiting
for
the
worms
to
yawn again
before
the
feast
of
love and joy
requesting
just
one
red
red apple
on a stick
in
the
very
last virgin’s hole
and
we
all
came
after that
wearing nothing
needing work
licking
laughter
beyond
for one moment
of relapse
becomes
God’s penance
for
red
red
sin is infinite

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Carol Shaw 22 June 2005

Hello Charles, Love this poem! A pleasure to read. Carol

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Lee Ann Schaffer 17 March 2005

-and he does it again. Don't. Change. One. Thing.

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James Atkins 10 March 2005

Loved the words, but found it hard to read. Personally I reckon it'd have more impact if you kept the words but dropped them into a more accessible framework. Even so, it's apparent that you have talent. Keep it up.

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