Ode To A Berkeley Telephone Pole
Out of the sidewalk in front of The Apple store
grows the poet-tree
leaflets flutter suggesting we
be not fools
for ’tis time to
celebrate, protest, write
poetry
it is the first of April.
Leave offerings
of ripe fruit and
wrinkled first drafts,
enough to start a bonfire perhaps,
Place them on the sidewalk
in front of the Apple store
and see what else might grow
from the Poet-tree!
Carol Carlisle
Happy National Poetry Month!
Let’s begin it with inspration from Hafiz:
WHAT SHOULD WE DO ABOUT THAT MOON?
A wine bottle fell from a wagon and
broke open in a field.That night one hundred beetles and all their cousins
Gatheredand did some serious binge drinking.They even found some seed husks nearby
and began to play them like drums and whirl.
This made God very happy.Then the “night candle” rose into the sky
and one drunk creature, laying down his instrument,
said to his friend ~ for no apparent
Reason,”What should we do about that moon?”Seems to Hafiz
Most everyone has laid aside the music
broke open in a field.That night one hundred beetles and all their cousins
Gatheredand did some serious binge drinking.They even found some seed husks nearby
and began to play them like drums and whirl.
This made God very happy.Then the “night candle” rose into the sky
and one drunk creature, laying down his instrument,
said to his friend ~ for no apparent
Reason,”What should we do about that moon?”Seems to Hafiz
Most everyone has laid aside the music
Tackling such profoundly useless
Questions.
~ Hafiz ~
Who else among you is participating outrageous fools errand?
Part of NAPOWriMo
Light Words 
You are off to a rocking start! Thought of participating but, not being sure where I’ll be or how convenient internet access will be, decided to just enjoy the view!
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Well one day at at time thanks for the kind compliment. I give myself permission to miss any day I feel like it. I do have a very short attention span.
I so enjoy your travel reports they are poetry in motion…
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glad you are following along. Am feeling a bit out of touch these days and a bit homesick for people, places and things that are familiar!
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I feel that in you my dear, and I feel stuck at home never going anywhere waiting for that hip replacement that never comes…oh my what shall we do???
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we shall be in the moment, knowing all is arriving at the perfect time. And we shall be here, for one another, with love and grace and support. Yes, that’s just what we shall do.
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Preach it sister!
Where ever we are is where we are.
and be here now!!!
Amen and halleluia!
Love it!!!
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🙂
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Joss, you don’t have to post your poems to participate – just write one every day. This is my third year, and the practice really is good for your writing.
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oh okay. that I can do and I will. thanks Viv.
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Fun, Carol.
You’re not alone in the madness. Have you looked at the Poetic Asides site? Last time I checked, there were over 250 posts.
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Thanks B, It’s like the running of the bulls where do I jump in? I just signed up with another site. So many words so many poets!!!
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http://www.writersdigest.com/login
I’m doing…four. Don’t know how long that will last. Of course, you can usually combine prompts. Wordles and images work together really well.
🙂
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I try to let my images inspire me. Wordles flumix me every time
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The more words you add to them, the easier. They just sink into the crowd.
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You’re a poetry pusher 😉
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I love this! It so fits the prompt I have created for tomorrow
at Imaginary Garden With Real Toads ~ Taking It To The Streets.
So glad I stopped by!!
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I’ve tried to join your site several times. I don’t know why I can’t get in to it.
Glad you stopped by ,too. I’ve been saving this image for today.
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Love the poet tree and the title of its poem. Very cool.
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Perhaps I should tack it on the pole today. It is a very Berkeley thing to do 😀
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I think you should. I left poems at Starbucks on their bulletin board, and in a flower pot along a row of shops, once. Rather fun.
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There is a thing now called photo bombing, Poetry bombing can’t be far behind!
Yeah!
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It’s not new – I have left poems all over the place for years, ever since I discovered yarn bombing (knitting and crochet).
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I think that I’ll just wait and see
What fruit is borne by the poet-tree
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Ah you to are a poet, too
who knew?
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I like that ‘poet-tree’ – wish I could read everyone… but I’m so behind. That’s what ten days of vacation does. Not that I was ever caught up. I still write everyday 😉
Be well – cheers, Jules
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Thanks for making this a stop on your re-entry into the ‘real world” 😉
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Great pun and poem. I think I will plant a poet-tree and grow a good big poet.
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Someone said there are 250 folks on a poetry site. Oh my! Thanks for stopping by here! Someone has already grown a good poet I do believe and her name is ViV!
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Beautiful poem Carol…it´s little difficult for me to translate any poem, but I´am so happy that I am successful in translating your poems :-))
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Great to to know. I’ll keep you in mind as I write. Keep practicing English for the time Marie brings you here 🙂
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