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Tree of nails

Tree of nails

Religious or not, as you see it.

 
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A piece thta sbeen in the works for a long time but I only just finished, enjoy.
While lost in unfamiliar forest
I stumbled on a cherry tree
An old, knarled thing it was
Aged and broken by eventful life
Here and there burns scorched its bark
Nails piercing, driven through branches
For sport! I realise, feeling sick
The names of its torturers carved
forever in it's cracked skin, proud
Of their orchestrated torment
But, all is not lost
In that little, shattered hour
For where all beauty is stripped away
A secret blossom bloomed amid the ruin
Life still lives in this broken thing
Too strong for foolish hands to break.
 
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  • Symbolism
    Posted Dec 30, 2008
    +4
    This is a touching poem of life and endurance and the foolishness of ignorant people.

    It could apply to anything from the torture our forests endure to the suffering of Christ, in any manner it is an emotional piece and as far as poetry goes that is what counts.

    I had ... (read more)
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  • Oct 29, 2008
    The tree of nails is the cross. The blooming flower is life's triumph over death. It's all about beauty enduring even in the most tormented and broken things and the strength of life to overcome adversity, exemplified by christ on the cross. However, if you don't see it thats fine it doesn't have to be about christ it can just be about life and beauty if that makes more sense to you, I don't demand you agree with my opinion.
  • Oct 29, 2008
    I'd say - Jesus on a cross...and the bloom being Christianity....?? maybe?
  • Oct 29, 2008
    I may sound dense for saying this, but I'm not seeing the connection to religion in this poem. If you would clarify that for me please, I'm curious.
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    • Oct 28, 2008 at 9:27 PM
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    • Poetry
  • Topics
    • Religion, People
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