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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Trees (12/05/05)

TITLE: GOD'S TREES
By Tom Zart
12/05/05


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GODíS TREES


Long ago the Vikings used to tell tales of a tree that supported the universe.
The roots of this mighty tree grew down into the underworld. Its trunk held
up the earth, and its evergreen boughs reached beyond the sky. Birds flew
from its topmost branches, deer nibbled at its buds, and honeydew dripping
from its leaves provided the gods with food.
It is not surprising that these Norsemen believed in a giant tree that supported
the universe, for their world really was supported by trees. Wood fires kept
them warm, blazing pine knots lit their way at night, plus bark and roots gave
them medicines. The long houses that sheltered them were made from trees.
So were the long boats with carved dragonsí heads at their prows in which the
Norsemen sailed the seas.
Even in todayís world of concrete, steel and atomic energy, can you imagine
how life would change if trees and their products should suddenly disappear?




TREES


It's hard to imagine our world without trees,
Shadowed only by concrete and steel.
Thousands of products would soon disappear,
Changing everything we see and feel.

No more baseball played with wooden bats,
No more plums, pears, cherries or apple pie.
No more campfires to circle at night,
And to pencils and books say goodbye.

Trees like people come from seed,
Both drink breathe and consume.
They feed, house, and protect us,
As they sweeten the air with their bloom.

Larger and older than any living thing,
Far bigger then the ocean's blue whale.
Some grow 350 feet tall,
Before falling victim to the nail.


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Dave Wagner12/13/05
Nice mix of styles. I like what you attempted here.

Hope I never fall victim to a nail! :X

Thanks for posting
Jan Ackerson 12/14/05
A nice tribute to trees.

Once you begin comparing trees to people, your metaphor falters a little; specifically in the last 5 lines, when none of those things are true of people. Consider re-working lines 9 and 10.

Charming piece.
Marilyn Schnepp 12/16/05
The info regarding the Vikings and the rhyming poetry were both delightful!
I thoroughly enjoyed this read. I found it enlightening, informative and entertaining - what more could one ask? Kudos!
Val Clark12/18/05
You're right, they are right under - or above - our noses and we take them for granted. Thanks for expressing that idea in prose and poetry. Yeggy