Wood table

Wood table

A Poem by Soren

Some trees provide fruit, others shade, some flower while from others furniture is made
The stain of pain painted in rivers of its growing grain, a forest forgot in a polished knot 
Bark skin peeled away, wood bones on display, feet buried in clay will soon decay

© 2025 Soren


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This is amazingly descriptive considering how brief it is. Love the imagery of the "feet" decaying away after the tree is gone. ~Jim

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


Soren

3 Weeks Ago

Thank you so much for your read and kind words of support they are most highly valued
Beautifully written. “A forest forgot in a polished knot”. That line will repeat for me the entire day.

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


Soren

3 Weeks Ago

Thank you so much for your read and kind encouragement it is deeply valued
Michael Sun Bear

3 Weeks Ago

You’re welcome.

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Added on December 15, 2025
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