Adam, Eve and the Apple Tree

If you open up the bible,
A story you will find,
Of Adam, Eve, an apple tree,
The start of all mankind.
For set in the garden of Eden,
A paradise of land,
The fate was set one early day,
And free will was given to man.
Now God, he told his Adam,
There’s a tree that you must leave,
And repeated this very command,
To his wife, his lady Eve.
On a walk she took alone,
She met a serpent sly,
who enticed her to the tree,
And a fruit that she must try.
But Eve she hesitated,
For the fruit on here’s forbidden,
One bite on this ripe apple,
She would never be forgiven.
The serpent assured her dearly,
It wouldn’t cause her any harm,
So Eve she leant quite forward,
And stretched up out her arm.
Biting through the flesh,
She didn’t hesitate,
The apple it was succulent,
Yet bitter to the taste.
So she carried it back to Adam,
Where she only asked him twice,
Taste this juicy apple,
And Adam took a bite.
For it was from a tree of knowledge,
And it would make them more aware,
But the couple did soon realise,
They were unclothed and standing bare.
Adam said to eve,
This fruit that you have found?
Well what were you thinking!
You know it’s out of bounds!
Eve explained to Adam,
She simply could not resist,
And the serpent stood there watching,
He laughed, he sneered, he hissed.
But in a cloud of thunder!
God caught to their attention,
He told them of their sinning,
And the tree that he did mention.
Well man: he blamed the woman,
And the woman she blamed the snake,
But they bowed their heads and listened,
As god boomed out their fate.
I warned to you two beings,
To heed to your temptation,
Your sin will now be punished,
He said through his frustration.
First he spoke to Adam,
And said from now on in,
Men will work and labour,
And toil for your sin!
Then he spoke to Eve,
Cursing women to suffer,
And endure a painful childbirth,
On verge of becoming mother.
But you, oh treacherous serpent,
I punish worst of all,
To drag your belly on through the dust,
I condemn you to a crawl.
You’ve heard the very story,
The sin of Adam and Eve,
And since this day in Genesis,
This way it will now be.

This poem was originally wrote for A of the A to Z challenge for 2012, after signing up for the 2013 challenge today, which will start in April, I decided to take a look at last years poems. there was a few changes I has to make so here it is a second time.

Reflections

As we think, reflect and puzzle,
Through the clear or muddy puddles,
And look back throughout our April,
When we doubted if we were capable.
And we wrote and doodled and typed,
We expressed, informed and rhymed.
And liked and commented and read,
This was our A to Z!

This is the reflections part of the A-Z challenge. To look back over my 26 posts of April and share my thoughts.

Firstly, what I learned:
1. A whole alphabet of poetry is A LOT!
2. To broaden my horizons and write about topics I previously would not have.
3. People like what I wrote! I doubled my traffic and now have a lot more followers! Yey

What I would change:
1. Viewing more blogs in the challenge, but April was a busy month.
2. Illustrate more poems, but laziness got the better of me!
3. Publicize more, I hate Facebook but I get alot of traffic from there and twitter. You can follow me at @AmyRichardson7

Next year I will:
1. Take part! Although it was demanding, I’m glad I took part.
2. Write about 1 particular topic, maybe it flows better? Maybe it’s easier! Don’t know till I try!
3. Be more prepared! A few of my poems are a bit pants as they were wrote last minute.

Finally, thanks to the hosts of the a-z! Was a great challenge!

At The Zoo by Alan Alexander Milne

Whilst doing some research for Z, I was reminded of this little beauty! From the same author who wrote Winnie The Pooh, this rounds off my A to Z perfectly! enjoy!

There are lions and roaring tigers,
and enormous camels and things,
There are biffalo-buffalo-bisons,
and a great big bear with wings.
There’s a sort of a tiny potamus,
and a tiny nosserus too – But I gave buns to the elephant
when I went down to the Zoo!

There are badgers and bidgers and bodgers,
and a Super-in-tendent’s House,
There are masses of goats, and a Polar,
and different kinds of mouse,
And I think there’s a sort of a something
which is called a wallaboo
But I gave buns to the elephant
when I went down to the Zoo!

If you try to talk to the bison,
he never quite understands;
You can’t shake hands with a mingo
he doesn’t like shaking hands.
And lions and roaring tigers
hate saying, “How do you do?”
But I give buns to the elephant
when I go down to the Zoo!

– by A. A Milne

Y is for…

You, your interest, your support and your opinion.

Ok! So I’m cheating a little bit! This one isn’t a poem. I admit I’ve ran out of steam. Nearing the end and have 1 more letter and 1 more poem to write.

Its been a toughy! But I’m getting there and pleased to say, with the help of the challenge I now have had over 2000 views and almost 70 followers! So I thank you all right from the little bug that lives in my heart!

It doesn’t End here! The Alphabet challenge has opened my mind up into topics I previously wouldn’t venture. I have a few notes wrote down and would appreciate if you visit again and check out my work in the future!

My favourite part of the challenge was discovering new blogs. I’ve read some very interesting things this month. Now I’m wondering if you are a fellow challenger what was your favorite part or letter you have posted? If you are not, I’d love your opinion on the post I have done that you liked the best and why? This improves how I write and I take opinions as constructive criticism so don’t be shy! Share your thoughts!

Thanks again!
Amydot

X Marks the Spot

A pirate of the pacific,
Was given a map and told,
By lady of the luck lagoon,
He’d find his treasured gold.

He sailed the Jolly Roger,
With his compass and his crew,
And set his destination,
Where the X was drew.

They made their port in secret,
On an island desert and small,
And dug real deep through sand,
But there was nothing there at all.

‘That lying lady luck’ he said,
And her name he cursed,
‘I can not find this treasure
There’s nothing here but dirt!’

So when told of buried fortunes,
Where X it marks the spot,
It could be some mistake,
It marks where it is not.

For X of the A to Z challenge. Turns out, x is a very difficult topic!

When I Grow Old

When I grow old I want to be,
A pirate of the seven seas,
I’d steal your treasure and I would flee,
When a pirate is what is me.

When I grow old I’d like to race,
To the moon, and another place,
To be an astronaut up in space,
I really can not wait.

When I grow old, I will explain,
I’d like to pilot my own plane,
Fly somewhere new ne-ver the same,
And have a ‘Captain’ in my name.

When I grow older than I am,
I’d drive around in a white van,
Doing any work I can,
Cos I will be a man!

Now I am old, I’d like to be,
With no worries, and totally free,
Racing bikes and climbing trees,
I miss the younger me.

This one is a bit pants, I’m kinda distracted today! But I needed something for W of the a to z challenge. I thought I’d try a different style of rhyming but regret not being able to put the time and effort into it. X Y and Z to come! Oh dear this will be interesting.

Giving Voice!

When words are stuck in limbo,
And my voice becomes all shy,
I reach and speak in silence,
I work, I push I try.

My song, a shushed whisper,
My hum a muted tune,
My poem a written note on page,
No way to express to you.

V is for Voice! This poem was inspired by Giving Voice. A campaign aimed to highlight the importance of speech and language therapy and how it can make a difference.

If you have a spare moment please take a look at my friend’s blog: Julie Giving Voice. Check out her poem ‘How Would You feel’ and the cheeky mention on me!!