Best Carob Poems

I listen to the sighing
of the wind, as I sit
in the cool shade 
of a sprawling carob tree,
wondering if Basho,
in heavenly abode, 
next to Elysian Fields,
is mumbling agitatedly
under his breath – possibly
grimaces, wrings his hands
as he flips the pages of
vain anthologies where
writers sell their wares…
Stuck...

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The morning's first cup is sweetest, rich and hot, 
as I look through my kitchen window at the hickory.

The low branches will come off first.

Once upon a time I'd climb it, perch atop the high branches,
then in the throes of leafing, to gaze unfettered at...

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Time moves on forward fast,
Like rapids hurtling unheedingly headlong
Towards a sheer deep cascade,
And plummet down below in a mighty roar
To flow relentlessly towards the infinite sea
Drifting straight into eternal oblivion.
Yet time can ne'er erase all memories,
And special ones will always linger 
In the obscure corridors...

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If I were to stray from the straight road,
meander along twisted olden paths
let me not see an ordered place
like some new grown garden
designed by some modern nursery
to whom you must pay a hefty price.
 
Give me the lonely winding trails
lined with hard square granite
which farmers...

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Indian Elephant 

I know of an Indian elephant that is small for it type, but very sharp.
 It worked in a circus one day it sat down and lectured the public
those who came here to laugh at animals and sad clowns. 
It spoke of the...

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"It's Thanksgiving" is a children's song, sung to the tune of "Oh, My Darling Clementine".

It's Thanksgiving, it's Thanksgiving,
It's Thanksgiving-time to eat;
Turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes,
Pumpkin pie...yum, what a treat!

Bonus activity: Ask children if they were preparing Thanksgiving dinner, which foods they would prepare. Would they prepare...

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Fat woman in a tree 

The old carob tree by the roadside had grown big leaning partly 
over the road and trucks often brushed against branches which 
caused the tree or the person in the tree to scream.
We didn`t know a fat woman lived in...

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Umbrella of Love. 
If you drive along the asphalted narrow road that runs
Parallel with the vine plants, turn left, you will see
A muddy road more like a track now after rain,
From here you have to walk till you see a quiet little 
Corner where two...

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Nature sonnet
I have been walking in a domestic land abandoned and
Left to go wild and there is a struggle for dominance among
The trees the olive and carob tree especially
Grow tall and imposing while berry bushes use their long
Claws like talons to attack and hinder a...

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Set smoke, so sweet, so delicate
Something fuliginous, so intricate
Ocher bronze is all that I can see
You're beautiful, a dime to me
Spheres of the purist maple syrup
Sums them up; affectionately
Flowing through my heart, forever over my soul
Suspensions of golden medallions, never to control
Carob or chocolate cold...

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The dark, mango, guava, carob trees
The resting place of all birds and bees
Appears deserted by human civilisation
The lonely nature's foundation
There sits a songbird--------
And sings a sweet morning song------
Which enchants, delights, fascinates us
It, itself perches in the dark
But shows a ray of hope to all of...

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Oil Change 
I’m not a poet never was, but I like to tell stories 
Most of the stories are for my inner ear, 
But for some reason my collections are called poetry.
I’m a practical chap, just changed oil in my car and
Filled up the coolant,...

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Sun in Your Eyes. 
In the white sea of sun bleached straws 
I saw a crow struggle, go under drowning 
In the glare of sun heat and the end 
of everything I was given the chance to 
see, feel and intimately know.
An eddy of heated...

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My husband bought some ice cream – 
Rather costly, but on sale.
“Organic” said the label
So assumptions did prevail…

Perhaps it would be healthy
(Though we usually don’t care)
Or made of some ingredients
Imbuing it with flair.

Instead, it tasted lousy.
Though the package called it “mint,”
Of that specific flavor
There was...

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August Forenoon 
There is a sale on in the dress shop bathing trunks reduced up 
to 40%. It has been a good summer and few local people have 
died but the price of coffins stay the same....
 So beautiful a forenoon, I drove on my...

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