A Short Story: How Many Trees Make a Forest
This is a short story I wrote after being asked the question above. I often chat with Rick Keeble a fellow poet on many philosophical issues and, and I thought this was has an oblique message with a well hopefully big dose of humour.
This is still in draft mode so feel free to send me any edits or corrections.
Enjoy
This is still in draft mode so feel free to send me any edits or corrections.
Enjoy
Very interesting question, as I pondered this I had no pat answer, so I asked Pat, she had no idea so then I asked a few buddy's over for drinks. They arrived, I said I have a serious question, and thus asked them, "How many trees makes a forest" they were flummoxed too. I had no chairs for them, but that wasn't an issue, I was on-site to solve this question no matter the cost. So we cut down 2 trees and made a few chairs. Realizing I had no table they cut down one more, and we sat back and relaxed to contemplate.
Bud, said, well mate why not just count them? I replied but there are many, how will we get it right, and on and on the discussion went. By nightfall, it was getting a wee bit chilly but we solved that lickity split, cut down another couple of trees and made a real nice comfy fire.
By now we had a few whiskeys in our bellies and Bob, my other mate said you know this stuff is expensive, we should distill our own whiskey? I thought that was a wonderful idea, I said what should we do? He replied well we need a small hut, we will need to age it in wooden barrels and maybe a cart to move the stuff around.
This how many trees in a forest question may take a while after all. So we cut down another 250 trees, and in a matter of weeks, starting making our own whiskey. Now we are the rough and tough outdoorsy types, we was sleeping under the stars, but Bud, said you know what? Bob said what? Bud said you know is Koala bear mating season soon, and you how angry and mad they can get, one of them starts chasing you, and your done for, no doubt about it.
Point taken, we need cabins, and not one, but three. I mean if our hookers, ops I mean girlfriends come out we will all need private quarters for the 2 to 3 minutes of intimacy. ( that's per couple and not in total, in case anyone is gonna make a joke on it)
Anyways, enough said, we cut down 2,069 trees and what beautiful cabins we now have. Of course we had to toss in another 314 trees to make firewood for the fireplaces.
With these advancements taking place, we had discipline and met once daily to try and resolve trees in the forest question. We always seemed to hit a roadblock. Speaking of which, we hiked on here to this forest, so I says to bob and bud, you know lets build a road into here, we can make a few more kangaroo drawn karts and get around way faster and with less effort, well shots was had by all, a splendid idea, if I say so me self
We cut down the trees to make the road, about 4000 give or take, which was good cause we used some of that to build the carts, Bud made a spanking paddle, he winked and said me and the Roo like it a little kinky on Friday nights. Well what bud does is own business as fare as I am concerned.
However, I forget now who said it but the Koala's, I'll be damned actually starting attacking us, those sneaky little buggers can move faster than you think. Mind you I guess they were sober and we were not, so they may have had an edge that ways.
Well, Bud says to Bob they seem to be coming from the North-East, since they live in trees, lets cut down all the trees in that direction, then they cant get close to us! Now that was touch of genius and tough work, but we persevered and it seems to have worked.
Even better, with all that lumber, we used it to start making wooden souvenirs for visitors around here. Great idea. We made little wooden engravings with neat expressions like "Be Green" "Save the Planet" "Live in Nature" wow did sales ever boom.
I know I know you guessed it , we had to build a store, and let me say, 7501 trees later, what a beautiful store it was. So beautiful we had to expand it and add a second floor, I mean after all the whiskey we was brewing, that was fetching a mighty fine price. That wee expansion was another 24, 896 trees, but well worth every one.
I admit things was expanding way faster than we anticipated, now we need electricity, so another 2000 trees cut, stripped the branches, then we stuck em, every single one them back in the earth, but in a straight line you see, so we can run electrical wires in to this humble small wildlife retreat. In this case, not sure how to count things, I mean we re planted those ones in a way, just less the branches.
Ok, ok so now we have electricity, and many tourists come, but the store is very hot, but so lucky we are, we have electricity, so we build a shed out back to house a central air conditioner for all the buildings, that wee little shed, we only needed to cut down 1003 trees.
Anyhow's, as I said, we never forgot out mission and purpose, so that night after Bud and his Roo finished whatever it is one does with a Roo and a paddle, we all sat down by the fire. I asked Bud and Bob, so how many trees in this forest?
I confess, we love the whiskey and a few kegs were empty at the time, but Bud and Bob looked at me in a very strange way, and in unison they says, "What trees, what forest?"
The End
Bud, said, well mate why not just count them? I replied but there are many, how will we get it right, and on and on the discussion went. By nightfall, it was getting a wee bit chilly but we solved that lickity split, cut down another couple of trees and made a real nice comfy fire.
By now we had a few whiskeys in our bellies and Bob, my other mate said you know this stuff is expensive, we should distill our own whiskey? I thought that was a wonderful idea, I said what should we do? He replied well we need a small hut, we will need to age it in wooden barrels and maybe a cart to move the stuff around.
This how many trees in a forest question may take a while after all. So we cut down another 250 trees, and in a matter of weeks, starting making our own whiskey. Now we are the rough and tough outdoorsy types, we was sleeping under the stars, but Bud, said you know what? Bob said what? Bud said you know is Koala bear mating season soon, and you how angry and mad they can get, one of them starts chasing you, and your done for, no doubt about it.
Point taken, we need cabins, and not one, but three. I mean if our hookers, ops I mean girlfriends come out we will all need private quarters for the 2 to 3 minutes of intimacy. ( that's per couple and not in total, in case anyone is gonna make a joke on it)
Anyways, enough said, we cut down 2,069 trees and what beautiful cabins we now have. Of course we had to toss in another 314 trees to make firewood for the fireplaces.
With these advancements taking place, we had discipline and met once daily to try and resolve trees in the forest question. We always seemed to hit a roadblock. Speaking of which, we hiked on here to this forest, so I says to bob and bud, you know lets build a road into here, we can make a few more kangaroo drawn karts and get around way faster and with less effort, well shots was had by all, a splendid idea, if I say so me self
We cut down the trees to make the road, about 4000 give or take, which was good cause we used some of that to build the carts, Bud made a spanking paddle, he winked and said me and the Roo like it a little kinky on Friday nights. Well what bud does is own business as fare as I am concerned.
However, I forget now who said it but the Koala's, I'll be damned actually starting attacking us, those sneaky little buggers can move faster than you think. Mind you I guess they were sober and we were not, so they may have had an edge that ways.
Well, Bud says to Bob they seem to be coming from the North-East, since they live in trees, lets cut down all the trees in that direction, then they cant get close to us! Now that was touch of genius and tough work, but we persevered and it seems to have worked.
Even better, with all that lumber, we used it to start making wooden souvenirs for visitors around here. Great idea. We made little wooden engravings with neat expressions like "Be Green" "Save the Planet" "Live in Nature" wow did sales ever boom.
I know I know you guessed it , we had to build a store, and let me say, 7501 trees later, what a beautiful store it was. So beautiful we had to expand it and add a second floor, I mean after all the whiskey we was brewing, that was fetching a mighty fine price. That wee expansion was another 24, 896 trees, but well worth every one.
I admit things was expanding way faster than we anticipated, now we need electricity, so another 2000 trees cut, stripped the branches, then we stuck em, every single one them back in the earth, but in a straight line you see, so we can run electrical wires in to this humble small wildlife retreat. In this case, not sure how to count things, I mean we re planted those ones in a way, just less the branches.
Ok, ok so now we have electricity, and many tourists come, but the store is very hot, but so lucky we are, we have electricity, so we build a shed out back to house a central air conditioner for all the buildings, that wee little shed, we only needed to cut down 1003 trees.
Anyhow's, as I said, we never forgot out mission and purpose, so that night after Bud and his Roo finished whatever it is one does with a Roo and a paddle, we all sat down by the fire. I asked Bud and Bob, so how many trees in this forest?
I confess, we love the whiskey and a few kegs were empty at the time, but Bud and Bob looked at me in a very strange way, and in unison they says, "What trees, what forest?"
The End
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Fragile blowing in the wind children of the wars shiver in curtained rooms curtailed by blood filled streets no sunshine no outside echoes of marching men in Balaclava then the stench of death airplanes dance in the skies barrels of laughter rain down upon the trepidation of the living They sold overflowing buckets of tears for little paintbrushes a canvas of beautiful seashores where happy ones collect seashells even only in dreams a pencil, the sword to express the pain the eyes, always the eyes see and to be seen, or not hidden longings ....... and dread life ....... and death twisted like vines Beautiful gardens exist somewhere rose and lilies, tulips and more remember the little ones who will weep at their graves? as the dandelion spreads its seeds then dies the smallest of beauty we hold it all dear to heart the fragile ones blowing in the wind Poem: Arthur Vaso Photography: Richard Lamoureux |
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DARREN WHITE- BOOK LAUNCH- MONTREAL DEC 2018
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She was always there staring out the window rain or sun filled days I always saw her stare Even she seemed not to see each and every day she smiled at me somehow sadness floated away Friday, the end of a long week exhausted and tired, I walked on by there she was, looking out her window easting watermelon no less Days passed to weeks to months the ritual persisted there she sat, eating watermelon smiling always into my eyes Saturday, the local markets opened at six on impulse I bought fifty three melons I had them wheel the cart to her door leaving a card that said these simple words "I hope this makes you smile as you have given many to me" I had counted and yes it was fifty-three weeks fifty three smiles accountants know these things you see no matter how blind we otherwise can be Tuesday next I knocked on her door there she was, in her wheelchair with golden hair she smiled and invited me in truth be told I was now captive I asked her why she always smiled She put on a level serious face then said to me some have everything, some lack a simple smile Now I eat watermelon every day I smile, joyous, filled with pleasure we both do in fact I married her you see |
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May we all walk among the flowers and gardens of life and reflect on the beauty of this universe!
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This poem is for my good friend Darren White, and a great fellow poet! |
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Sep, 4, 2017
Two Silly Fools (at the coffee shop) The shop was full Only one seat to spare Excuse me sirs, can I have a chair? Why yes they said, smiles filled the air They happened to be poets the same as me Politely I asked, may I read a verse of thee? They both rather meekly said "If you really insist" One said to me in such a small whisper My poetry is not at all very good As much as I wish it could and should The other chimed in, is the same with me I stared in surprise Have I just met two of the dumbest fools? I exclaimed in a manner rather short and abrupt "You are the greatest fools I ever did see" Rather shocked, they pushed back their chairs I shouted sit; I am not done with my airs You two fools better be quiet and listen Cause I will say this but once, so I have written Your poetry is of the highest caliber you see You have the flow and the creative imagery Darren and Rick need I say more? Your hearts bleed poetry, is deep in your pores Your poetry wakens the spirit in us all If you want more you sure have some gall Now writing as this, I wish it was me For I look up to poets of such high degree Now if I must tell you a truth to be told Is me the fool, for being so bold So now let’s sit and make if coffee for three Of the happiest fools and great poets that be! |
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Notes: This was inspired by a chat I had with both Darren and White Wolf who for some bizarre and strange reason both doubted their talents and abilities as Poets. Needless to say, I gave them a word or two on getting those silly thoughts out of their heads! I find both of their poems to be diversified, well written, inspiring, contemplative and at times just plain fun to read. After all, it’s the read who is the final judge. I sincerely hope I have made them both smile!
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