Short Apple Sauce Poems

ate my apple sauce 
had received from Santa Claus
around put my paws...

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To the baby it's mush
For an adult it's apple sauce
But to God - It's an apple...

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pots
pans
apple sauce
chicken and dumplings
hot stove
cooking all night long
clear my mind 
clear my thoughts
hot kitchen
all night long...

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Streetlights Over Apple Trees - A Haiku
meandering thoughts
a single, tall streetlight stands
over apple tree
~
orchard large gardens
amazing smells apple sauce
street lights the way home
~
after long eve walk
a single, tall streetlight stands
over apple trees

6/12/19...

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The Mushroom Witch had a flair of her own
She Spun her spells around a mythical throne
Morels who knew her stayed out of her way
She was intense, she did not play.

The Mushroom Witch had a style unique.
Even the brave did not dare take a peek.
She took the names of those whom she suspected of double-cross.
And turned most of them into severe apple sauce....

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Cocaine
Apple sauce
In my vein
Can't get across
I do it every day
Every night
I can't pay
Now I'm about to fight
I'm trying to get some from the store
I even smoked some off the floor
Chicken fingers and roast beef
Salads and a roasted leaf
Drugs and apples are the best
Because of it I always failed my drug test
Well life is good and life is great
Even if I am over weight...

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She covered me in paint.
Filling me with her outlook.
Standing there drenched we both laughed.
Her hands covered in acrylic.
She fed me apple sauce browns and pepperoni reds.
Banana cream tans as well as blueberry blues.
Her thoughts covered me in taste.
Hands warm to the touch.
Covered in paint I was identical to all her favorite things.
I became the table which she viewed the world.
Splashed in infatuation...

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Lampooning as an Angel of Mercy,
You'll find me near the bottom of the apple sauce jar.
This is not a sad tale, this is simple decomposition.
I am aware of the Jesus in me.
And you are too to some degree.

To some degree.
Come to think of it, you might also find me rimming 
Right off a jar of kimchee.
Huh, what then would you think of me?

So hush up counting all things terrible.
Come grab this deliverable.
So free and so shareable....

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yep,it will be my time soon enough
crushed pills with apple sauce
Hospital staff cleaning my flesh and soiled sheets
and of course a wheelchair.
I've seen the ill,the forgotten, both by family members and friend alike .
I've seen the agony,the loneliness,the heartbreak.
I looked into the eyes of death
while my hands have been held by the sick.

a caregiver sees the brutal reality 
it
comes
for
all
of us
it does'nt mean I have to like it....

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Echoes of the woman's tea-leaf warnings 
bounce in my head...
I stare at the spilled apple sauce 
all over my bed...
I watch the flickering TV in the convalescent home...
My pharmacy number is in my phone...
I dream in German but can't utter a word...
My memories blurred... My speech slurred...
Remember when we were blissful and unwed?
Why did you leave? Was it something I said?
My mind is not what it used to be...
I'm a rotting shell of stupidity......

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