Apothecary Poems - Poems about Apothecary

... God Absconded – Holy Saturday The morning of that blood flow day As Christ was dragged across the way, Beaten, scourged, purple mockery, Crown of thorns, tempting apothecary, Force walk thro......

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...into the depths of the bell jar In quiet solitude on an autumn night i drifted through a quotidian quagmire. fleeting thoughts of stillness sparked a quest for t......

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...The storm recedes, its rage now spent, Leaving the earth to emit a scent, A dank, damp, earthy smell of wet grass, That breaks the drought, from its parched impasse. In the quiet there after, a......

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...An idiosyncratic apothecary, neo pop corollas line its grove; The price and results may vary; Heinous hues hang extraordinary, the bourgeoise see a treasure trove; An idiosyncratic apothecary;......

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...Apothecary bottles smash and scatter Pierce soles of feet, leave limbs in tatters Swept up, put out, find their way to the sea Potent pebbles that could never heal me Colours of jewels yet with t......

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...the old crone’s dome boiled skull scalding, full of trouble and toil oily face, razorburn neck my eyes the type to scan salamander like darting here to there wondering where to next where to......

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... Candied isle presents herself immodestly, exposing a proud seduction of azurity acting. accordingly. Aisles of eye-taffy, watered-marked cast ......

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...I need serotonin so serenade me Let me slip away into a soft dream sleeping soundly , crossing the threshold of your apothecary You're my medicine Be my Sunday afternoon in the sun warmed spot on ......

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...Pondering how mockingly stupid the word 'cakery' is ~ I've just realised that 'bakery' is also a basic description. I'll trouble myself a while wondering if I've ever asked what either of them sell........

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...My sleep is disrupted, badgered by incessant wordplay, a thesaurus of woolgathering in semi-conscious dreams. I keep a voice recorder, bedside, to record the tidbit morsels Lest they're forgott......

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...Let me start without an apology Because you, honey, need not be in apiculture Every second you bee apiece apiary As I fall for your rich honey droop apace Take me to space if you must but never......

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...on endless summer days winter's feeble sun apothecary of toxic tinctures phantom of the night......

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...Jean Neuhaus had an apothecary store in Brussels. He started covering medicines with chocolate, to make it more palatable. His grandson replaced the medicine with praline. “a spoonful of sugar”......

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..." One man's junk is another man's treasure" - author unknown To some, old collectables and antiques are nothing but junk, even heirlooms kept safely in their grandmother’s old trunk. They say an......

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...I was walking no particular direction One ordinary day On my regular path Mulling over my sticks and stones Charms and dolls When I saw a familiar door Fresh painted colors on letters that were......

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