The Virgin Poem by Joseph Walden

The Virgin



The virgin's clothes,
worn of petals and rose,
crown of beauty,
Crown of thorns,
say the word please,
and a new baby is born.

Wearing virgin's clothes,
awakened by the prick of the rose.

Earth and ashes,
the devil rattles and bashes,
they who wear the virgin's clothes.

No blame to be put,
or a thought mistook,
by souls who wear the virgin's clothes.

Monday, March 25, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: Romance
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
A man and a women of a young nature both are virgins. The man is awakened by his lustful tempation while the women remains innocent. T
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