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warm cinnamon angelic wings, I Landed
spicy sharp sounds leap white midnight sight
turmeric dust sprinkle songs peeling broken heart
coriander with red chilli crackling citrus smart
moody tempers evaporate thundering rage
stability sprung __ Reptilians slid pass mumbling
chameleons raising, grounding, cobalt circling
lemon juice pungent pour, I frequency Rooted
feathery futile arguments chomping mooted
grounded coconut angled angels gobble gummy hypnotic higher, lightning struck crack plum rack
shouting storms persecuted no more the core
stability sprung ___Reptilians slid away silky suck
creamy masala potatoes fried, touching embers
astralic garlic warded off denials, I Taught taut
raw caw cucumber cooled cities sunk no more
ground coconut oiling angels ate in apple sauce
told all we quest to fathom, tongues twisting
cinnamon are the wings flapping wrapping
voices direct us ___Reptilians slid into side hole crocodile raising, grounding, sherry grapes juicing
rose petals are portents, I died to ground Birth
anise in mortar crackle, befit expressions revere lemon juice drizzle no pain mincing garlic severe
brown chestnuts for pick in nick, tricky sticky
removing skins, voices direct us in rattling rain
cook in water then puree __Reptilians slid defeated
turtles tapping, gliding, rum brewing browning
butter beans melt, I cooked adding chestnut cherries with honey hope, voices direct us, be
masala potatoes fried burnt black, boisterous we sang, peppery taste no haste, touching embers
liquid thickens trusting cornflour ___Reptilians sliding salient, tongues twisting, eggs hatching
immerse vegetables in sauce reduce sorrow
miracles are expressions of Adoration, know
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Ions ~~~~~~~ of ___spice rice
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Reptilians slid underground
no order to miracles ***i died 2 ground BIRTH
they are natural occurrences
What's for dessert?
There was no apple sauce;
At the cross
There was neither strawberry nor Pomegranate pie;
There was no grape, Fig or Olive, Date, Apple pie;
At the cross
The only thing for dinner there was Jesus;
For He is the bread of life;
What's to drink?
Nothing but the blood
At the cross
The blood of the lamb;
Who is this Lamb, I understand its
JESUS
Past the bread with the wine;
Would you be so benevolent benign
Don't must tell you twice...
JESUS
For He is the bread of life;
Soldiers perched Him in His side;
He hung on the cross bleed water blood vinegar then died;
What's to drink? JESUS
Nothing but the blood of JESUS
At the cross at Calvary
The blood of the Lamb for you and me;
Who is this Lamb, I understand its JESUS
JESUS my water, my bread, my dessert, my dinner, my Savior
For He is, He's the bread of life
6/04/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
From Anthology “ Intermittent Praises”
APPLE FACTS
An apple is an apple. It is an apple to the core.
It is an apple because God made it an apple.
It needs nothing more to make it shape, taste,
or feel more like an apple; so it’s great at being an apple,
because an apple is just what it is.
No matter what color an apple it is, red, green,
or yellow, it’s still an apple.
And if it could bleed, it would have apple blood;
but it has apple seeds, apple skin and apple flesh.
If we extract its juices, we’ll have apple juice.
If we puree it, we’ll get apple sauce.
If we cut it up and make pies, the pies will be…
apple pies.
An apple is a fruit, and it should never be taught
that somehow it may be a veggie; I am sure then that it would not have to prove, apologize, or fight for the right to be fruity.
If we plant its seeds, it will produce other apples,
and that is proof enough that it was meant to be an apple. Surely we can genetically modify it to become something other than a pure apple.
But it is an apple by nature, meaning, that it’s simply natural
for an apple to be the apple it was created to be.
Fact is...an apple it is, an apple it was in the beginning,
and an apple it will always be.
And however it shall perish, whether for food for the body
or to the earth again to produce more of it’s kind,
by God and nature, it was surely an apple.
We humans can learn a lot from an apple.
Pause in applause Poet you Write for a life
times Mind finding the blinding bliss of the Jest
yes Just, and for the fun. This and these. Poems.
Best of balloons tunes and cartoon cars in the sun
two red blue shoes to be seen in chacO.latte covered
blueGenes... Yes, Rod is the berry cherry flavor too,
savor kids, Shes a trekin' . Knot messin' with the
Apple.sauce Know.... the show goes on. AND on.
Engage! Minnie speaks in a java porcelain peak
of the mornings jargon a song long drawn in a cup
souped up of the day and a dawn. It's called fun.
Real.a.Tea. Have a Sum squeeks the java called Jo.
Lava Godiva.Cocao.nut too? With your lime Pooh?
"I was Just, making sure of you..."
"Number One... You have the bridge." Fly Write
our bird burning Sage of a ship.Friend. By night
I intend to return Planets burn for the knoW
so traveling I go now... to find the Monk...
Sublime in my rhyme I leave you be.Number One
on the bridge a Time to see Spock's on the Clock
and I'll be back... Terms to later are better then
fights in flights of bad weather.And so. Make it so!
Applause!.EnterPrise.PeAce is the Prize. Write!
AND put some sauce in them Apples!Two.(h)Our Zulu.
Form:
The autumn winds are rattlin' the leaves of corn stalks in the fields.
The corn has been harvested and the farmers are calculatin' their yields.
Golden, yellow and crimson leaves are strewn along the country lane.
Autumn! What a glorious season! 'Tis apple pickin' time again!
Mornin' frosts spread a coat of icin' atop every corpulent punkin'.
Jolly kiddies gather at parties for an old-fashioned apple-dunkin'!
Skeins of geese are wingin' south with their cousins the Whoopin' Crane.
Autumn! What a resplendent season! 'Tis apple pickin' time again!
The branches of apple trees bend low bearing luscious apples galore,
Golden Delicious, Granny Smith, Rome Beauty and so many more,
Waitin' to be plucked from California's shore to the rocky coast of Maine!
Autumn! What magnificent splendor! 'Tis apple pickin' time again!
Ah! To lounge by the fire and enjoy popcorn and cider when the snow flies,
And at Thanksgiving to gather with family to savor Grandma's apple pies!
Jars of apple sauce and apple butter line larder shelves, the winter to sustain!
Autumn! The most delightful season of all! 'Tis apple pickin' time again!
Alas, I won't be pickin' apples from my one and only apple tree this fall!
Sneaky worms, hordes of squirrels and birds have eaten them one and all!
The way those varmints robbed me of my apple crop is a downright crime!
But despite it all, I still cherish autumn 'cause its apple pickin' time!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(c) All Rights Reserved
(Not for the contest)
Age three, crisscross apple sauce, hands in your lap.
Age five, scooting a few inches, to let whole class in.
Age twenty-three, fresh out of college, a brand new teacher,
Criss-cross applesauce in the circle with your kindergarteners.
Age thirty-four, sitting on chair, in crisscross circle with kids.
Age forty-four, attempt at crisscross on floor, kids snickering.
Age fifty-five, on chair again, in crisscross circle with kids.
Age sixty-eight, on floor, crisscross for thirty minutes.
Legs fall asleep, can barely stand. Would kick myself if I could.
No idea this was going to happen. Standing unsteadily,
Both feet asleep. One of the third graders comes over and hugs me.
Thanks me for coming, and I cannot walk out the door yet.
Age does matter.
These humorous lines were inspired by
Viv Wigley's "Food Fight" contest.
Could not resist the temptation:)
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Lettuce pray before eating.
He likes rabbit, but can’t stand hair in stew.
A carrot is worth its weight in gold.
To lam a lamb? Terrible!!
Is it wise to pare a pear before eating?
Chopin onions – not musical but certainly tearful!
The bull’s life is at steak.
Cross my heart said the honest brussel sprout.
The pig was too thin...that saved his bacon.
Wearing a bird costume sent me raven mad.
Buy caviar from stir gin’s row.
The servant was maid to eat umble pie.
She could hardly talk after eating hoarse meat.
He’s wrapped up in his food.
Humbug! This is apple sauce!
Excitement in the kitchen – fat in the fire.
A flounder struggles to walk. It’s flat footed.
I enjoyed my drink – pleased as Punch.
One look at the dessert...I scream!
Take the guilt off the gingerbread.
I invited the golfer to high tee.
Take your plaice at the table; we’re eating fish today.
Open the lid and reveal some of the meat.
What a pity! The gobbling turkey had a lump in its throat.
The peacemeal destroyed our friendship.
Make no bones about filleted fish.
Next time just ask for dessert; don’t mince words.
Keep your eye on the roast, or else it will go to pot.
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Placed 3rd
© 28th December 2017
Cottage Cheese and Apple Sauce
So, in the conversation, we talked about different tastes—
How cottage cheese and apple sauce deserved their rightful place.
So, in this moment of trusting things you say,
I applied a heaping helping upon my dinner tray.
Not one aside from each other, but both inside the bowl,
Mixed them up together—and before your eyes will roll...
The concoction is a masterpiece, in sweetness and in cheese,
And I found myself devouring it and asking for "more, please!"
It will become a staple on my dinner plate, for it is a healthy snack;
The creamy apple goodness is surely a life hack.
When you have a desire
for something,
You have an intense craving
that just won’t quit.
For some people
it’s called a Nicotine Fit.
Desperate people will check
the ashtrays
Before they ask…
Can I get a cigarette?
They crave and enjoy the pleasure,
that first satisfying drag.
Moving their arm in that wonderful
back & forth motion.
Those of you who crave,
already know it’s no joke,
You want that morning fix.
Most of you know
what I mean…
You’re addicted and need
that daily cup of caffeine.
We all play the game,
It’s a cup of Coffee
by another name.
Java has that smooth taste
You don’t want to waste,
to start your day,
You desire and enjoy that
first satisfying sip,
keeping you in stride,
And some bring cigarettes along
for the ride.
As Java goes down your throat.
Some grab the car keys
and others grab the TV remote.
Now, one of the sweeter things in life,
Like when a man takes a wife.
A craving that has both
Men and women
going out of their way.
For something chocolate
to make their day.
Some say it taste like sex,
And if it does,
then I’ve been eating
the wrong chocolate.
Now on their exciting
European honeymoon,
Traveling by Train.
33 countries one rail pass.
Something they both crave,
To see each other,
As they see the world.
And then there are cravings
that ladies have had,
it’s not that bad.
They delightfully suffer
when life is about to
make them a mother.
When a little one is on their way.
Being pregnant comes with a
wish for a short and painless delivery day.
But before that day,
Cravings are cravings,
Like liver and onions with cheese
and red grapes.
Like Crab legs you can’t seem
to get enough of.
Like Apple sauce with ketchup,
Cucumbers with Pepper and vinegar.
Like Argo cornstarch
Strait out of the box with a spoon.
Like Green grapes and Nectarines.
Tacos and nachos,
need I say more,
People have cravings
of all kinds…
What’s yours?