You, the magnificent oak with arms outstretched Embracing me Holding me with your power and strength Always protecting me from those who would harm Yet this encompassing love is marginalizing and isolating Keeping me from those I love You left your splinters where I cannot remove them They lie there under skin Clearly visible yet irritating and inflaming Your mark left on me for all to see Slowly poisoning my bloodstream Until I am jaded and listless Sapped of my strength Taking this splintered love to the death
I love the photograph! There was a big tree in the woods near the house I grew up in with big branches (but not as big as those!) that I loved to climb.
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Christine Bolton
October 13, 2019 at 8:50 pm
That’s great! If is an enormous tree isn’t it? 🙂 I found it on Pixabay… forgot to credit 😕
Wonderful metaphor, Christine.
Thank you Lisa. I made it about the tree hugging me rather than the other way around 🙂
You are welcome.
I love the photograph! There was a big tree in the woods near the house I grew up in with big branches (but not as big as those!) that I loved to climb.
That’s great! If is an enormous tree isn’t it? 🙂 I found it on Pixabay… forgot to credit 😕
Nice comparison with the splinters. . .and playing with the idea of them being positive or negative. .
Thanks Joey. Yes the splinters were like a tattoo. Not easy to remove. 🙂
Very interesting concept. Love and harm from the same source.
Yes! Nature can be dangerous 🙂
Indeed it can be.