Climb a Tree
Have you ever climbed a tree? Did you like the view? The change of perspective is good for you. Have you ever pretended to be something you are not? Really? You could learn some lessons from the short ones who live in your house. Let your hair down and have a little fun.
Not every poem has to be gut-wrenching, dripping with romance or even cerebral. On the plate for this afternoon is one which was fun to write. I hope it is also fun to read. Named Tree Pirates very aptly, we are going on an adventure in a tree. In the interest of having a little fun, read on…
…tower faced southward…
Tree Pirates
The boughs sweep wide over the shade
Of the stoic elm in the front yard.
Seems only a moment has passed
Since little tykes climbed. Puppy below on guard
To protect the fortress nestled high
In the branches, its tower faced southward.
Blue jays protest young voices enacting
A fairy tale imagined on the spot,
Not rehearsed or contrived, a gumbo
Of legend served straight from the pot.
Finery imagined, fantasy treasure troves,
Images of adventure in the mind of a tot.
Through a paper tube eye scope, the longboat
Of enemies a-port does appear.
From its cabin windows an unsavory
Crew can be seen: Pirates. It’s clear.
Captain to Mate: Yeoman, ’tis bad news
Have I… Your parents are here.
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raymond alexander kukkee
/ January 29, 2012This is really cute, Red. It reminded me of climbing trees when we were boys, right to the very top, carving our initials in the bark, hanging on tightly in the wind, swinging back and forth 40 or 50′ in the air. We were climbing not-too-reliable poplar trees and were actually in mortal danger, but so what, it was exciting! The imagination does wonderful things! ~R
Red
/ January 29, 2012LOL! I have done that! Hard to believe it has been nearly a year since I climbed a tree…Hmm. Sounds like a homeschool project!
Marc Phillippe Babineau
/ January 29, 2012Ah, the imagination of youth! It’s the one thing that we lose when we grow up that we really should hold onto!
Red
/ January 29, 2012It can certainly be revisited and enjoyed. I have my own eye patch.
lorrelee1970
/ January 29, 2012Love that last line. The worst news of all.
raymond alexander kukkee
/ January 29, 2012Yes. Lorre, and it usually was accompanied by a stern “You boys climb back down here this instant before you fall and break your necks!” “:)
Red
/ January 29, 2012ROFL! I had not seen this comment when I commented. I posted their response!
Red
/ January 29, 2012I know, right? “Moooooooooooooommmmmmm, do we really have to go???”
Androgoth
/ January 29, 2012Hey this takes me back to my Pirate days Red, the cardboard tube makes an excellent spy glass also, and… Well I really like your poem as it brings back some wicked memories, I wonder what part I will be playing next time… A Spaceman perhaps? 🙂 lol
Have a great rest of evening Red 🙂
Androgoth XXx
Red
/ January 29, 2012We have not heard from the Space Man recently. Hmmm. Need to go see what you have cooked up. Space Pirates, perchance?
*Giggles*
Red.
Androgoth
/ January 30, 2012I will be cooking up some more soon, well it will have to be later on today that is for sure but I have added a few more graphics into the Vampire page and revamped the Gothic Delights 🙂 😉 Actually I might add one of my recipes sometime this week and it is authentic, none of that ghoulish finger sandwiches or…
Well you know what garbage those Zombies eat? 🙁 Okay I am out of here for now as it is time for a coffee, and to think of a new script 🙂
Have a wicked rest of evening Red 🙂
Androgoth XXx
Red
/ January 31, 2012Recipes are always a great addition…Even if it is Zombie fodder 😉
valentinelogar
/ January 29, 2012You brought memories both favored and not to mind of dark paths through forests, tall trees sheltering forest monsters from sight and imagination run wild … ahh, don’t think I would wish a return.
But then I smiled anyway.
Red
/ January 29, 2012Glad you could smile. This was definitely meant to be troll-free.
Let's CUT the Crap!
/ January 29, 2012Nice imagery. I climbed one once, then couldn’t get down. Scraped knees and elbows for the trouble
Red
/ January 29, 2012Ouch! Well, that’s no fun! I have climbed so very many. Nowadays, my children are certain to snap it with their cells.
Phil
/ January 29, 2012Look, someone has to say it…
Arrrrrr!!! 🙂
Nicely done, Red.
Red
/ January 29, 2012ROFL! I am so glad someone did before I had to!!
SusanWritesPrecise
/ January 29, 2012Ahoy, Matey! Good one. I enjoyed this poem.
Red
/ January 29, 2012Cool! We needed that one, too! I am glad you liked it.
Androgoth
/ January 29, 2012I still need to back-track through your postings
and I will too, well eventually I will that is for sure 🙂
In the meantime enjoy
your evening and be good 😉
Androgoth XXx
Red
/ January 29, 2012I shall. I have a few more loose ends to tie before I can relax and space hop. I am dreadfully behind in my work, as real life came calling today. Annoying how that continues to happen.
Red.
bear
/ January 29, 2012All of us have an inner child. How sad we lose sight of it, all the good times, great memories. Thanks, Red.
Red
/ January 29, 2012Glad you like it!