The Bone Tree

 

With roots imbedded 

in stones

 

Appendages 

of brittle bones

 

stands a frame

that no one owns

 

 

winds chime through her limbs

 

 

She bares the fruit

of Adam’s thirst

 

A man’s endeavor 

serpent’s curse

 

no lustful eyes

with wet lips pursed

 

 

a vessel of virgin sins

 

 

I wrote the names

of lovers lost

 

Into her bleached white skin

 

You were the one

that took the most, 

 

 

 

 

so then I carved you in.

 

Reviews

[Alicante lullaby]

like a water fall,so eloquent,i just read you by chance intrigued by the title,now iam glad,,,its a world in itself,,,a lovely pen,a loving pen,a brush and this stroke is divine,its art,,,ethereal,,,

[Lydia R. Ferraro]

I found this so beautiful.

Simple, yet strong structure/imagery.

lovely.

[Isolophobe]

I liked this. Really strong and well placed words that came together and meant something beautiful.

[ABitBrokenPoetry]

i really liked the imagery here. carving names into this white tree. very beautifully constructed & descriptive words. i do think you could work on the ending a bit, it ends kind of abrubtly & i think you could smooth it out a little, make it flow more with the rest of the poem. overall, great write!

[Hayley.Fenton]

I really like this and I found it quite creepy as well. I think the structure is great as well - it reflects how broken the poem is.

[Stephanie]

I loved this! It was like an old tale... just really cool. Also really different, I don't read many poems like this. Awesome piece :]

[wolfshrew]

I thought this was great. it was just a great set of words strung together beautifully.

[Jean P. Prudhomme]

this is dung, bro...i know you can do better