Best Apothecary Poems

Her man was woven into love spell
By another woman, not of her smell. 

Bewitchery, she will not tolerate
To the perfumery she’ll calculate.

Apothecary had the perfect...

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What's a single mom, overworked witch to do?
School potlucks won't suck up fat vats of witch brew
Green goop soup disinfects science projects
Magic wand deflects coupon...

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She was glass,
apothecary blue,
potions cool within,
a cure of sorts.
  Some who sipped
survived
and some did not.
Some whose 
burning lips
relinquished,
  quenched
their thirst
forever,
never to desire 
her...

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We hired the neighbor kid
to put it all on eBay. He started
with the train-set you bought me on a whim, 
Santa Fe, like the locomotive...

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Dear John,

A unique Epitaph you, yourself, penned so well

“Here lies one whose name was writ in water”

Though many have misunderstood your epitaph.
Which means “ Fame...

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The Storyteller

he is always there, in those glamoured
dream soaked holy days,
etched keenly into the memory
a fixture of the summers
that flowed then melted into one another
to...

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We ponder Pandora as the person preordained
to unleash a plethora of plagues upon our persons.

But here's what I heard:
Pandora had two sisters,
Persephone and Proserpina.
Pandora perused...

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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...

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John Styth Pemberton, do you know what you have done?
You invented something that is popular with everyone.
You occupation was as an Atlanta apothecary.
Whatever you cooked...

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There once was an alchemist gifted with the mortar and pestle,
Who could combine magic with herbs and wax in a glass vessel.

She used charms and...

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Species sundry sentential 
Line the lost lowered loft
Whose weary wayward-ceiled 
Roof raises itself over the lot:
The diverse specimen bottles of pharmaceutic potations,
Mortared and mixed as...

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High up here,
amid this cold and alone,
my tools might best be
forgiven if they've
long-since forgot
that they deserve better.

But the only lips my teacup
have known are my...

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The sow beauty queen’s 
favorite color is money green
The cloven jaw cutie’s
favorite sound is “cha-ching”

Miss Piggy Lips loves how the cash registers
throughout the land constantly...

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Come on down to Pleasant Pharms:
Apothecary quaint with charm.
Motto here is 'Do no harm'
Sometimes we sort of miss…

Grab some psychedelic fungus,
Mushroom that are quite humongous
On...

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Once upon a time an esoteric rhyme
poked through space-time into the sublime
Conjured by a reclusive alchemist 
and a phenomenal fabulist

Then there was the hairy apothecary
in...

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