scar tissue

 

 

"scar tissue"

 

 

its cadence broke where skin forgets

— a calcified perimeter of white.

It wears the vigilant malice of oaks,

Concealing bone beneath creaking armour,

 

A mask smelted slowly in the forge of light

To keep its soft, interior beast from harm or

Unwelcome touch; a shell grown tight and stark,

Dividing living tissue from dark forces.

 

 

 

 

 

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Poetry by arquious The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2026-08-09 at 05:56

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Sameen The PoetBay support member heart!
This has a dense, almost mythic texture. The scar as calcified perimeter, as creaking armor, as a mask forged in light, is a lot of vivid material. The idea of protecting a soft interior beast is genuinely interesting, and the poem leans into its own darkness without flinching. But the language gets so ornate that the feeling underneath gets buried. "Vigilant malice of oaks" is striking, but it fights with "calcified perimeter of white" for attention. The poem is strongest when it slows down and lets one image breathe, like the armor dividing living tissue from dark forces. Less would be more here.
2026-08-25


Artorius
One day I hope to be able to write as eloquently as you. This was pleasant to read.
2026-08-10


Clara Mae Gregory The PoetBay support member heart!
What can I say? The scars of life... transform into masks we all learn how to wear, whether we like the fit or not-- to protect the softer side of who we really are from the outer darker forces seeking to harm us.
This is very creative expression and I personally love every line of it equally. The development of that emotional shell protects ourselves from our own gullible, naive vulnerabilities created from the pain of those outside forces. The use of nature images like oaks/bone is as appealing as it is effective in painting the imagery of a tough, defensive boundary built to keep the inner self safe and a reminder of the wounds we have recovered from. The scars.

I love each line's uniqueness:

🖤 The Broken Cadence: A scarring spot where the body or mind was hurt, leaving a white, hardened mark.

🖤 The Armor of Oaks: Tough, tree-like stiffness that hides a gentle or raw core beneath a creaky, wooden defense.

🖤 The Forge of Light: illuminates the reality as it slowly shaped this hard shell over time.

🖤The Soft Beast: The true, tender feelings, the inner self kept locked away and safe from harm.

Cleverly expressed themes are clear-

●Protection: the boundary that stops undesired pain of touch.
●Survival: presents the hard exterior that separates a fragile inside from a harsh world.
●Resonates: As unpleasant as it is, this defense is a normal part of life that many people have experienced.

In psychology it is commonly referred to as a "protection mechanism".

Again, another universal hit poem on this one--we all can relate to it.
2026-08-09


Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
I don't find it dark. I think we all have it to some extent.
2026-08-09


arquious The PoetBay support member heart!
Just hoping it isn’t too dark as to be distasteful. 🙏🏻🕊️
2026-08-09