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
it is the first of April.
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!
Happy National Poetry Month!
Let’s begin it with inspration from Hafiz:
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