This Poem was Submitted By: G. Donald Cribbs On Date: 2006-08-23 14:10:41 . . . Click Here To Mail this Poem to a Friend!

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The Argument

“…but Jesus bent down and started to write on the ground with his finger.” –John 8:6b To know at once our whisper, warm black syllables, what we shed, is to understand with scaled touches the again we visit, our silent dusty dark. Hear, we speak, our voices booming, unfamiliar. Here we peel off skin, expose familiar shame—sin still tastes the same. Do we write in dust our thoughts, or search for colorless stones smoothed by serpent bel- lies?

Copyright © August 2006 G. Donald Cribbs

This Poem was Critiqued By: DeniMari Z. On Date: 2006-09-04 08:20:11
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.75000
Dear G., Sorry I missed this one before - but can I tell you I think it's beautiful. You have some great lines in this, thought provoking and stimulating - leaving the reader wanting to read more. My favorite line in this, is your last - very unique, and very fresh idea. I love the religious part of this - structure is good, and words flow flawlessly. I'm very impressed by this write - there's nothing I would change, and I look forward to reading more of the same. sincerely, Denimari

This Poem was Critiqued By: Lora Silvey On Date: 2006-08-25 12:00:47
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.81481
Donald, This is the first of your pen that I've read, quite surprised and most humbled by your work. I am at a loss for words which for me is quite unusual. As I read your most accomplished work I could find no fault nor folly nor nit, as your words gave me chills, your structure and verbiage exquisite, your parting line one to remember and so well chosen to leave a party thought. Thank you so much for the honor of allowing us to view your work. I look foward to reading more of you work. Best always, Lora
This Poem was Critiqued By: Mark Steven Scheffer On Date: 2006-08-24 12:59:20
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
Don, Ah, Bel . . . my favorite. And peals, bells. Bullies. More babble? Perhaps. Another fine poem from you, though. Give me an email, tell me of your progress on The Way. Or not. Mark
This Poem was Critiqued By: arnie s WACHMAN On Date: 2006-08-24 10:41:07
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.80000
An interesting take on this chapter. Not being a Christian I had to read about what you are referring to. "let he who casts the first stone..." is well known even to me (I mean the saying). Well laid out verse with an interesting ending as if the stones could tell us the story. One question: was it really an "argument" or a philosophical statement? Thanks for making me look.
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