Carob Poems - Poems about Carob

...The Indian elephant I knew of an Indian elephant who worked at a circus on an act where unhappy animals sit up and beg and sad clowns who know they are pathetic dance one day, the elephant ......Read the rest...

...strewn thoughts The skinny dog snoozes on the graveyard's lawn at ease with the stillness of the night The fruit of the carob tree looks like a cotton pickers hand on an autumnal beach......Read the rest...

...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 Somes them up; affectiona......Read the rest...

...The new language It was late August, on a glaringly hot day, when I felt dizzy went to sit on a gigantic carob tree full of beans on thick leaves to sit in its cooling shade; it was pitch dark ......Read the rest...

...Green leaves on trees The tall carob trees that bear long oblong fruit black as the hands of a Gambian, sweet as sight of the snow-clad mountain reaching the blue sky when lost for weeks in t......Read the rest...

...A mule’s dream A farmer was ploughing the field his tractor was pink in the idyllic landscape He ran out of diesel and went to get some more at the nearest petrol station A cloud descended, wr......Read the rest...

..."If I could," quoth the cherub. "I would ~ eat carob"......Read the rest...

...Dawn of man Out of the night came the dawn a mild breeze blow petal off a rhododendron, a magic carpet on a whitewashed wall sunlight and shadow dance. The dogs were still asleep, the cock ha......Read the rest...

...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 Drift......Read the rest...

...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 ......Read the rest...

...Sleeping sun The audacious sun finally showed up and green was the winter landscape; I also saw where the sun sets, behind the carob tree soundly and snug under a carpet of wildflowers the sun......Read the rest...

...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 br......Read the rest...

...Not what you see It looked an idyllic scene a farmer with a sweet, little red tractor was ploughing a feel while his mule now unemployed stood under a carob tree resting. The tractor stopped......Read the rest...

...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......Read the rest...

...Gold Rush Today I have been watching burly men with heavy machinery despoiling Alaska in a hunt for gold, and when they have gone they will leave the heavy foot prints of man behind; a mutilat......Read the rest...