Last Words for Kim

Last Words for Kim

A Poem by Marshal Gebbie

Last Words for Kim.

by Marshal Gebbie

The rage I feel
At the loss of one so fine!
So young, so lovely, so calm, so together...so KIM!

I rage at the turbulent waters that stole her promise.
I rage at the annals of  chance which paved the way to her end.
I rage for the agony I see on the face of her father, her lover, friends and work mates.
I rage for the tears and heartbreak of my darling wife who loved this girl as a sister, since her days of skinny childhood.
I rage for the missed moments of tomorrow’s laughter which will now, never be... and the vacuum of fun in her words of dry humour, which will now, never be uttered.

I share this rage with ALL OF  YOU!...because the death of this beautiful young girl IS JUST NOT RIGHT!

But I DO CELEBRATE the GIFT of the PLEASURE experienced in sharing her vibrant, living years.

There is, however,  a wonderment here amidst the tragedy...
Because Kim voluntarily bequeathed the gift of hope to unknown others.
She gave three unknown people her organs, her heart, her kidneys, her cornea.
SHE GAVE THEM THE PROMISE OF A TOMORROW!

Her beautiful heart lives on in the soul of another...and for this I give thanks.


THE WINDS OF LIFE
by Marshal Gebbie

The wind careers across the years 
Gathering leaves and dust, 
Sweeping lives before it 
In cartwheels of redness and rust. 
Epiphanous moments of magnitude 
Through special occasions employ 
The will o the wisp of everyday stuff 
From sadness to anger to joy. 

The billowing tumble of living 
Through vaulting halls of trees 
In the dappled light of sunshine 
And green corridors of breeze. 
The exquisiteness of living 
When senses soar in the air 
When the colours of being are rampant 
And we savour each moment with care. 

For the living time goes quickly 
It flares and fades with speed, 
‘Tis best enjoyed boisterously 
With passion, love and need; 
‘Tis best when tasted piquantly 
Like a claret on the tongue 
When you cloak the days with good things 
And you hope your dreams die young. 

Marshalg 
@ the Gate 
Mangere Bridge 
29th January 2009

© 2011 Marshal Gebbie


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A great poem with simple words,but strong feeling...

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Marshal Gebbie
Marshal Gebbie

Auckland, New Zealand



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Poem writer for the average Joe. Take tremendous satisfaction in creatively writing about everyday things and everyday people. Australian native who has adopted New Zealand and New Zealanders. Marvel.. more..

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