Illustration by Aaron Pocock
For those of you who are wondering how I came up with the idea for my nickname – An anonymous young fellow, who called himself Diablo, started calling me Tree a few years back at a site called Intentblog. There came to pass a couple of times when I commented about camping beside the Missouri River, and I happened to mention a few of the things (including spiritual awakenings) that I’d experienced at my favorite spot. He must have thought I’d been stationed there, or had put down roots there, in order to see me as a tree. Because Diablo had said he was around 20 years of age, and I was 50+, I thought of him as a fictitious nephew, which made me his uncle – Uncle Tree.
Father Tree would have made me look like a priest, and Brother Tree sounds to me like a deacon, and I didn’t want to be cornered into anything too specific, such as Elder Tree, Sir Willow or Mr. Elmwood.
Me2 was my first moniker. This symbol contains a few meanings for me. It’s not funny or sad, in and of itself. It is rather more neutral than Uncle Tree, which I see as putting me in the category of goofy and kooky, but in a familiar and unassuming sort of way. It’s been fun to play with, and I’m still growing into it. I don’t always write from his perspective, as if I were actually a talking tree. That’s impossible! Although, I do have a couple of poems which he wrote, and I hope to create more at some period in the future.
My outlook on life is not always positive or optimistic. I accept the full range of emotions as a matter of course. It’s only natural. To deny is to lie to one’s self, and when we do, we’re not fooling anybody but ourselves. The reasons I have for writing poetry the way I do are too numerous to go into here. I want to read your thoughts for you, and speak about it when you can’t seem to find the right words to use yourself. And, of course, if I can bring someone to tears, whether they be joyful ones or sorrowful ones, I would rightfully call that my crowning achievement.
Help yourself to the woods! You never know what you’ll find hiding around the bend unless you look. Be brave! Put yourself into vacation mode and take your sweet time. Relax and enjoy, and do please let me know what you are thinking. This tree loves to talk!
-For all you kids out there, or for the young at heart-
feel free to color me.
© Keith Alan Watson