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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 2 – Intermediate)
Topic: Write in the POETRY genre (05/17/07)

TITLE: Ode To A Maple Tree
By Noreen Ophoff
05/22/07


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My comrade, outside the sunny window,
Clothed in green, the garb of royalty;
Standing strong against the clutching eastwind,
I look to you for strength; strength I see.

Yesterday came sudden fringes,
On your stole, alas, your cloak and crown.
Here buffeted by the gnawing westwind,
Yet the winds will not take you down.

Confident your watch over the courtyard,
Business in far town took me away.
Your golden armor glinting from sunshine
Hastened me to return yet today.

Associates in the city kept me waiting.
Rain had deluged favorite path and granite bridge.
It is 'morrow now I descend the mountain,
Oh, I see your battled sheath torn, from the ridge.

Oh my statesman, the battle spared you not.
Crown and emeralds scattered all about.
Still the fortress stands outside the window,
Buttress, still here anchored without doubt.

Resplendent ebony and ermine,
Southern gales turn your eyes to see,
Autumn precedes the march of winter
You retain your royal majesty.

Winter squalls of thunder in the hailstorm,
Javelin and spear thrust to your sides.
You remain against the warring onslaught,
Every weapon, each cunning thought's been tried.

Standing firm to wait break of warring;
Twinges starts to sweep across your brow,
Emerald hues edged on the ebon,
Cycled time on its circuit now.

Grosbeak woke me from a nap in twilight,
Hence the glance from fireside oaken chair.
You are clothed again in royal splendor.
Seasons to seasons march the timeless stair.

On my comrade, just outside the window,
In respect, here hail the tide of time.
From the belfry in the cloudy distance,
Comes the echoed two-hundred-year-old chime.

Here you arch weathered shoulders to the northwind,
Take your stance and bear each burden's pain.
Here your courage as enemies are thwarted,
Here our regiment for a time shall remain.


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Myrna Noyes05/25/07
I really loved this poem with its powerful imagery and its message of perseverance in every season of life! We all need to learn the lesson of your maple tree! :) Great job!
Jacquelyn Horne05/25/07
Standing tall with the winds of change. Good job.
Rhonda Clark 05/26/07
I really like your imagery and flow.
Kenn Allan05/26/07
This is wonderful! You have taken something most people take for granted and gave it immortality. We shared its history, experienced its pain, and desired to recline in the cool of its spreading arms. Once a stranger, this noble tree has become our friend.
Valerie Routhieaux05/27/07
Very very well done. It reads like the many masters I have enjoyed. My only question is why are you in intermediates? If I could only do so well.
Benjamin Graber05/30/07
Neat poem! I thoroughly enjoyed this tribute to one of my favorite types of tree.