Apple Poems - Poems about Apple

One red apple Fell from the tree Fell from the tree Fell from the tree One red apple Fell from the tree Eat, eat, eat Two red apples Fell from the tree Fell from the tree Fell from the tree Two red apples Fell from the tree Sweet, sweet, sweet Three red apples Fell from the tree Fell from the tree Fell from the tree Three red apples Fell from the...

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Archangel Michael watches from the sky apple blossoms feel loved...

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Attractive colors shine, Ample juicy pulp tempts Almost everyday as At breakfast I eat one, Assured by ancient phrase - An apple a day drives Away the doctor far. ...

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"Good apple pies are a considerable part of our domestic happiness." ~ Jane Austin Granny Smiths, apple cobbler Fit for a gobbler Cinnamon and nutmeg too Joy for me and you Walnuts, wine, why not? Steaming hot - eat! ...

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Apples the fruit of life, use to grow all over the earth. Now they have been killed and replaced to make the earth a place of cement. The juicy and lovely apple, was free to eat for those that choose it as a treat. Maybe they killed so many apple trees, to make us pay for them....

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Eve took the apple, and gave it Adam, and everything changed. We were taken from paradise and moved to another place. That is now causing us to choose life or death. The apple was powerful and changed the world we should pay attention to the words and pray. God told us to follow all the rules....

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Life has an odd habit of making you miss old street curbs and stop signs. The street I miss the most though has to be that cross-street between the crab apple orchard and my friend Jackson’s house. Something about that place felt infinite. And something about sometimes friends feels greater than sometimes. Would I go back? Absolutely not....

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I couldn’t keep on putting off An update to my phone; With apps no longer working, I was in a retro zone. But when I tried to update I was rapidly deterred, For the message I kept getting was “An error has occurred.” So I made a quick appointment At the nearest Apple store – Walking distance, early morning, Not a real unpleasant chore. Though they...

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I emit a happy sigh when I think of apple pie. I pray to angels, above, on high for an abundant supply, and that its aroma may amplify glorious apple pie....

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What if..? The snake had not deceived the first human to eat that apple. Like animals—naked, primitive, homeless, wanderers— We would still have been only the salts of the earth in Eden. Eating all fruits except those of knowledge and life... In a garden where we do not work, but God works for us. Perhaps we would be born, but never...

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Brian was a sycophant apple-polisher at work Fawning all over the boss; an enormous jerk The rest of us got his number right away He annoyed most of us from the very first day Brian washed the boss’s car and brought him lunch We did not like either of them a bunch. They were two peas from the same kind of...

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cut the apple open you took out all the seeds the skin was bloody red but you thought that it was green ate it just like adam i pray now that you’re cursed i let you in my garden and now i am submersed do you see how my blood stains? seeping from the core entrance to a garden doesn’t mean you own its doors the apple...

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A little bird whispered, soft yet clear, ?Truths I never wanted to hear. ?Echoes of laughter, sharp like knives, ?Behind my back, they carved their lies. Once we were twenty, a vibrant crew, ?Now I’m alone, the sky's gone blue.? Faces I trusted, hearts turned cold, ?Stories of betrayal, cruel and bold. After the grind of a long school day, ?I found the words...

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spread thick and smooth on crusty bread a warmth that lingers softly said from apples ripe with autumn’s care a spice-laced story lingers there the pot would bubble steam would rise as time would brew its sweet disguise cinnamon whispers nutmeg sighs a comfort born beneath cool skies each spoonful holds a season’s glow the orchard’s gift a quiet show oh simple joys a timeless...

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APPLE OF HIS EYES Conceived in my mother's womb A dust in the Potter's weel With the blinking of my eyes I behold a divergent world Words, bah, bah, bah... Melody to the ears of the listeners Do you know how? How I knew you? I authorize your growth I inscribed your destiny and the...

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