David Keig

Rookie - 13 Points (1951 / UK)

This Gum - Poem by David Keig

In each knot
A memory
Not just of me
But history
This gum
So iron hard and old
This gum
Brings out
Its stories to be told
This gum
So resolute and wise
One touch will likely
Hypnotise
The did I do
Or did I not
Those feelings captured
In each knot
Now hold this tree
And feel its strength
Touch its age
And arguments
A knot will form
Where my hand lay
And grow and grow
Beyond my days
For when I die
This gum will smile
My passing presence
Reconciled
The wind may blow
My smoke away
But rustle gum leaves
Everyday
This knot shall be
My testament
Of what I am
Not where I went
One touch! One touch!
For now i see
This gum
Is more alive than me.

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  • Rookie - 13 Points David Keig (10/12/2007 9:10:00 PM)

    This poem is loosely based on Aboriginal folklore. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, October 12, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 16, 2011


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