Adam And Eve (And Me) .... [long But Important! ! ; Your Ancestors; Humor; Sharing] Poem by Bri Edwards

Adam And Eve (And Me) .... [long But Important! ! ; Your Ancestors; Humor; Sharing]

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I awoke [If indeed I was asleep] to a bird song from a tree.
A bright light shone down from the blue sky …. onto me.
I knew not where I was, nor how I came to be.
This was all new, but somehow I KNEW …. I could hear and see.

I could feel as well, and I had a body …………, hairy.
I felt my body all over and found it pleasing, not scary.
Whoever made me must have REALLY thought it out.
I had two eyes for seeing, two ears for hearing, two holes in snout.

I had two arms and hands …. for grabbing things,
and two legs and feet. But (unlike birds) I had …… no wings.
It’s true I had just one navel [a silly little hole],
and just one pelvic appendage from which a yellow liquid [pee] did flow.

For the first few days I wandered “my” Garden Green,
which had plants galore, including trees-of-fruit and vines-of-bean.
There were other animals; some walked not on two, but four.
Among them were hare, and deer, mouse, and boar.


There were animals, very small, who walked on MORE than four!
I saw a few who walked on six, some on eight, AND some on more!
And I even saw some stick-like animals who walked not at all ……,
but slithered through the grass or dirt. One of them would be Very Tall ….
if it could balance upright on its tail. Oh, yes, some had a TAIL!
I would buy a tail for myself, but there were no stores with tails for sale.

AND, there were pools and lines of water upon the Earth,
from which I found I could quench what I KNEW …… was my thirst.
Don’t ask ME how I knew such things, nor why I had no wings.
I suppose it was the same for the bird, who somehow could SING.
I mean one of the “first birds”, which from nothingness were wrought.
[Don’t ask how I knew THAT! ]

On what I reckoned to be Day Four, I saw one like me ….. chased by a boar.
That “one”, who I came to know as “Adam”……., to a branch did soar.
Well, ok, he did not “soar” like birds do; he actually did leap.
[He told me a few weeks later, that he dreamed of leaping in his sleep.]

Once the boar had wandered off, I approached Adam and, my hat, I did tip.
[Yes, I’d made a hat to block out some light from my eyes. This Garden was a “trip”! ]
He looked down at me and said: “I’ve not met another like me before.”
And when he spoke, his eyes got as big as when he was chased by the boar.

“Wow, I can speak! I’ve never spoken before. How about that? ! ”
To which I knew I should respond somehow. [Should I tip my hat ……
again? ]
BUT, with no warning, MY mouth opened, and out came my thought.
“And I’VE never seen another like ME before. And “leaping” …. were you taught? '

Then Adam came down to the grass and sat on …. his bare ass.
[You see, we had not begun to make pants yet. We were not high class.]
But before too long, Adam started to rub his side. He said he had an ache.
He said: “Excuse me, Bri, I’m going to lie down by yonder lake ….
where I woke up (I guess) for the first time about a week ago.
Some day, when I’m feeling better, my lake home, to you, I’ll show.”

We parted company, and I didn’t hear from him. I worried.
After four more days, to look for him, towards the lake I hurried.
It took some time, but then I heard, from behind a bush, a moan.
I found him with a smear of blood on his side. Adam had lost a bone!

Behind another bush nearby, a new being like ourselves I found,
but unlike Adam (and myself) …, on her chest she had two mounds, round.
And even more interesting, the pelvic appendage was missing.
AND I had a sudden, unexplained urge, to be kissing …….
it. [I mean the “being”, which I came to know as “Eve”.]

My lips, though I knew not how, knew what …… a kiss was.
I touched mine to Eve’s lips, and she was awakened by the fuzz …..
of my hairy face. [We’d not yet learned, our faces, to shave.]
Eve opened her eyes and, if I’d had a camera, that image I would save.

[But George Eastman had not yet been born; there were no cameras yet.]
Another surprise: after our kiss, my appendage dripped something wet.
I knew not then what it might mean, but I knew it was NOT pee.
[A week later I KNEW its use, when Eve and I went behind a tree.]

And that, Readers, is how Cain and Abel came about.
They came from me, NOT Adam, who soon became a nasty lout.
You see, some “being-like-us” (but with wings!) had said ….
“Adam, take Eve unto yourself, populate the Earth, and make bread.”

Now, each time I took Eve unto me, out of her came only boys.
They were a joy to have around; I gave them lots of toys.
But when Adam took Eve unto him [we shared], out came only girls.
Eve seemed to favor them (the girls) : she gave them lots of curls.

So, now you know, Readers, that only half-incest occurred,
since only half-sisters and half-brothers had sex together.
You have MY WORD!

(April 8, 2015)

Thursday, April 9, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: creation
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
i'm an agnostic/atheist for the last 40+ years, BUT i believe certain things could have happened that we have no way of proving or disproving. maybe in one of my previous lives.......................? bri :)

p.s. if you are not familiar with the 'Holy Bible' 's version of the Garden of Eden, and Adam and Eve/Cain and Abel, you might want to go to Wikipedia or World Book Encyclopedia? or ask a 'good' christian or ex-christian (like me!) . you probably won't find 'Bri' there.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Luo Zhihai 20 December 2020

They came from me, NOT Adam, who soon became a nasty lout. Interesting statement!

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Muzahidul Reza 09 March 2018

Yes, you are definitely right to write on Adam and Eve as they are our ancestors, enjoyed it very much, thanks for sharing, + 10 If you please, comment on my poem, Spring In My Native

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Tom Allport 17 June 2017

a very funny poem of a time long before rhyme was invented and where being's with wings pulled the strings, wonderfully invented by Sire Bri? or in cockney slang who would Adam and Eve it all the lads are descended from the big hairy Bri? ...............good story telling poem at it's best Sir Bri of well written.

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