An old nail driven long ago
into solid wood
once strong with a glow
rains of corrosion it's withstood
Rusted and bent
at birth shiny
Its usefulness spent
blistered rough, shrunken tiny
It held a house in place
Some torn by its protrusion
In age found a disgrace
Holding things together by intrusion
Worn fragile its head
It you can not yank
Hammered down till dead
Burried in a hardened plank
- Author: sorenbarrett ( Offline)
- Published: September 12th, 2024 04:42
- Category: Unclassified
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- Users favorite of this poem: Teddy.15, Cassie58
Comments10
Beautiful and reminds us to renovate and keep ourselves well. 🌹
Thank you Teddy for the review and understanding words
message received loud n clear ..
Thanks Neville appreciate the read and understanding
A wonderful metaphor for life. Love this poem Soren. I am feeling pretty rusty myself lately.
Thank you so much Cassie for your read and most kind words of support. They are most appreciated friend
Good write SB.
Thanks so much Orchi
Beautiful
Thank you Tony
On a straightforward literal level, there was a rusty protruding nail which did tear my shirt and accepted the consequences.
On your clear account as a metaphor, there are many creatives (not exclusively poets) whose work, initially disparaged or ignored, gain acceptance as contributions to culture and social cohesion just as the nail, hammered in, continues to hold the house in place.
Interesting write I enjoyed, Soren.
Thanks so much Dave I do truely appreciate your review and comment
I've noticed with nails (and other fasteners), they erode from the inside, often failing without warning.
Thanks for the read and comment it is most appreciated. People also often erode from the inside.Good observation.
Some houses are held together without nails!
Great write, Soren.
Indeed they are. Thanks for the read and comment Mutley
So many things in our lives last for a very long time soren, this makes life wonderful.
Andy
Thank you Andy yes many do.
A fantastic piece. Another of your poems that works on so many levels. Well done, Soren.
Thanks so much Tom your support is most appreciated
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