21 Apr


I stop for a while
deep in thought

fallen leaves
by moonlight she
sweeps the Cenotaph

shoe polish 
birds and dogs are stirring
in this small town

waxing moon sets                                            
chills the airmen
before dawn

silent unseen watchers
I motion the airmen
to order

I take a deep breath
of sulphur and brine
no   –   it’s eucalypt and pine.

a liminal breath:
a last thing
that seems a first thing

with this breath I will blow away the night and
summon up
a day to remember.



at noon from the open window
breathing rosemary scent
I watch;

watch the woman who
through the ceremony
stood at the back, alone,

her chin on the back of
her hands crossed on
the end of her broom,

never taking her eyes
from the airmen
who rested on arms reversed.

fallen leaves
with the sun full high
she sweeps the Cenotaph


at sunset, no-one notices
the masterless dog
leave the crowded bar,

patrol the park,
mark all the significant spots,
including the Cenotaph.

on a porch – a bristly brush
just like his master’s touch
to rest against tonight

searching without rest
the dog who lost his master
knows rosemary best


Posted by on 21 April, 2011 in POEMS, poetry



  1. Graham Nunn

    21 April, 2011 at 7:50 pm

    JW, this has got something really special going on… the opening haiku sequence, really grabs the attention. Good stuff! G

  2. Trudie Murrell

    21 April, 2011 at 7:53 pm

    Lookin’ good JDub. It’s been a pleasure watching this one evolve. Love your work.

    • j dub

      21 April, 2011 at 9:13 pm

      Thanks for your help with it Trudie, and thank also to Andrew and Bruce for their feedback.

      • piedhillprawns

        23 April, 2011 at 12:14 pm

        I agree with GNunn – you’ve something special going on in that opening sequence and I like the exploring our relationship to the Cenotaph as we observe the girl and the dog. Nice work JDub
        – Andrew

  3. John Stevens

    21 May, 2011 at 1:44 am

    More beautifully observed scenes, and economically done. I like the relationship between sections 1, 2 and 3.
    I enjoy the parallels between the woman and her broom and the airmen with their reversed arms. And love that dog!

  4. j dub

    21 May, 2011 at 5:08 am

    Thanks, John.


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