Coal-Truck

for Gertrud Widmayer

I am a coal-truck
Carrying gold dust.
Someone threw some
Coal-dust upon
My gold-dust.

I am a coal-truck
In a gold mine.
Someone struck a coal vein
And piled me full in vain.

I am a coal-truck
Covered in subterranean dust.
Someone shovelled my soil
And found an ancient bone
All coiled.

I am a coal-truck
Waiting for the rain.
The sun is my rail
The night my shed.

I am a coal-truck
Rumbling all the way.
Wash me in the rain-storm
And fill me full of coke
Until I choke.

© T. Wignesan, 1957 - Pub. in "Forum Academicum", Heidelberg University, 1957 (from the collection: Tracks of a Tramp. Kuala Lumpur-Singapore: 1961)
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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May 27, 2012 at 2:08 PM
Lol... This was a fun poem...all the way to the end...enjoyed the poem....pd
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May 27, 2012 at 3:04 PM
A legitimate response, even if other more serious reactions, too, may be well within line. Shouldn't ambiguity (the seven ambiguities?) be the intrinsic nature of creations? Glad you enjoyed the poem. Many thanks. EGWish - Wignesan
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