"The Oak Tree" and "The Rain Giant"

[karl]

These were both written for school, but I like them.

<u>The Oak Tree</u>
I lookback into the life I've already obtained
from myself and other things.
I've seen times of pure bliss, seen times of disdain.
I have one thing that I can rely on-
That thing is the fact
That life will continue to pass in of souls
and out
That it will be entwined with love, hate.

That time will still be drawn out of the old oak tree,
Individual among many.
Oppurtunity will extracted from the several rings
it holds inside.
The oak tree hands out pamphlets of experience to all beings;
It is the job of the being to absorb material and do what he will with it.
"Why," he will say, "is it that memories stand the test of time or are
tossed without a care into the deep hole that is the universe?
Why...

He doesn't know, never will he quite comprehend the power behind it all
He tries though, tries.
The curiosity that dwells within his soul is meant for something, although
what is the meaning?
What...

These questions of time space, conciousness,
are all held deep
within the oak tree.





<u>The Rain Giant</u>
Seattle, the Rain Giant, chuckles and the clouds are emptied
Upon the heads of the people,
That evening
They don’t mind; they walk on
And they love the water

They walk on, as the giant walks on a cloud
And as he stops to look down, he sees
Families smile at the company they’ve invited to dinner
In the comfort of their home
And in joy, he keeps the rain coming
He knows they love the water

Desperate men await the next boat to Alaska
Their minds are soaked with Yukon gold
Their bodies are soaked with rain
The Giant doesn’t care
Whether they love the water

Outside the bright humane light of the houses
The small silver pellets bombard ants’ homes
And they are swept away, down the concrete curbs
They bump against the monstrous pebbles
And are no more
Because the Rain Giant loves his water

[allmeheart]

entertained me, was interesting, you're very imaginative, good work

[Only Me]

"These questions of time space, conciousness,
are all held deep
within the oak tree." We had an old oak tree at the school i graduated from. We called it old faithful because it had been there since our grandparents went to that school and the school was practically built aorund it... I loved it... it provided us with a place to sit and relax in its shade on our lunch hour. The admin said that they were going to cut it down my junior year in highschool. After a petition went around they once again built they plans around old faithful... these lines remind me of her...

"The small silver pellets bombard ants’ homes
And they are swept away, down the concrete curbs
They bump against the monstrous pebbles
And are no more
Because the Rain Giant loves his water " sort of made me sad for the ants.. but i get at what you are saying... great job..