Woodberry Tree

A quick little adventure�will you journey to Woodberry Street?

A block from where I was raised stood Woodberry Street, a regular street with houses. Returning years later, I discovered an underground pathway led to the most amazing place. I traveled there to solve a mystery. Despite the darkness of the undergrowth I followed with good vibes as far as I could go. It was there I finally found the very tree responsible for it all. It was the most unique branching tree I'd ever seen. It was holding this entire space open, separating me from above while in this dark space below. Continuing forward by a show of splintering light. I knew this space held something for me. It was earthy, empty, and large stretching vast distances, yet still nothing, but always the tree. The trunk wider than I'd ever seen with roots buckling and twisting beyond. The entire space elevated by planks of decking separating me from the dirt and the tree. Finally a piece to this puzzle came into focus on the right. I had walked far enough and discovered something of man occupied in this vast place. The bare furnishings of a simple single bed, table, and lamp sat alone, the tree now parallel to my left. I walked to the edge of the open planking, yet still far from the gigantic tree. To journey any farther would have required me to step from the safety of the planking. So there I stood as my eyes followed the roots to the center base. It was there I saw a single pair of flip-flops resting alone. I realized you were camped out reading at the base, safely on Woodberry Street, at the very tree of purpose, light, and life! Branching out where succulent berries bloom as the growing wood abounds and roots take deep hold of you intertwining your heart with love and your mind with purpose. I'd never woken with such peace. This continued belief has inspired me with so much hope.



Little Mouse
March 4, 2008

Author's Note

*Inspired by a dream from last September 2007 after giving a book to a friend, yet not knowing whether they were doing ok or reading.

A review below mentioned filling in the story more. Thanks for being kind with your reviews! I don't write stories, in fact I avoid writing stories, or paragraph format in general. I was an art major and writing is difficult for me. The lit classes I was "forced" to take inspired me and once I got into stuff I enjoyed the class more than I realized, but, my papers were always so very redlined. I will encourage any technical input. I've always had issues with order and tenses and I think years of taking German class screwed up my sentence structure. Cheers guys!

Reviews

[BrightEyes]

I agree that there is so much more to be told here - yet I also agree with Tammy. Your muse takes you where it will - it is useless to argue with it. this is indeed a most interesting and lovely narrative - I'm thinking it must have been an amazing dream as well - that you've captured with your words.

laura

[TL Boehm]

beautiful narrative in this piece. I can see where some one would encourage you to write more....as this is just a 'taste' of a story...but we have to be true to our muses.
Awesome writing.

[PhoeniX]

what a short sweet tale. thank you for sharing. it was very calm and relaxing.

[Carole]

Awe...I assume you are peering at a tree house. Very nicely done...I love how you drew everybody in from the start "to follow you to Woodberry Street" and then you described everything so perfectly...Great job.

[Cold Coffee Magazine]

I didn't know at first that you were dreaming but once I figured it out everything fell into place. This was a very imaginitive peice adn representive of th efact our dreams can take us on some wild adventures.

Dave

[Amor-de-angel]

This did have a dream like feel to it. Some of it I couldn't grasp. It would be nice if you wrote some more maybe and added more depth and description to it. Because its a short piece it was hard to get the images in my head.
But I do think it has a great basis for a nice longer story.
Well done Little Mouse...