stray dogs fear storms
December 5, 2009 at 5:07 pm | Posted in australian poetry, poetry, writing | 9 CommentsTags: australian poetry, poetry, writing
again cirrus seen tumbling from
below through cracks in which
the day explodes and scares
the dog crawls
down between my feet while
typing bad boy tattoos for Amber
in the rhythm
of the rain on the summer roof
arguing with Alessander
now no longer free to dance
in a Borges anti-tale
get out ya coward kicks
a belly rumbling bass
Mr Ponderous
sulks doorward
til an early dawn asleep at last around
some foundling made of stranger
stuff and dreams
of being Banjo’s star
in the film of A Dog’s Mistake
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Banjo Patterson’s “A Dog’s Mistake”
Comment by Paul Squires— December 5, 2009 #
oh i love the breaking of the day and how it zooms on one particular life
Comment by alaskanott— December 6, 2009 #
tumbling and rumbling, dog and summer roof roof roof
like a dream, a lucid dream about a dream
Comment by tipota— December 6, 2009 #
‘Don’t bite the hand that feeds you’ assumes that someone is getting fed I suppose. Great rhythm and atmosphere – a lovely waggly tail!
Comment by Gabrielle Bryden— December 6, 2009 #
this flows wonderfully, nice too that it ends up with Banjo, I do like his work, there was a wandering Australian at the Edinburgh Festival once, doing stand up performances of Banjo Paterson’s work
Comment by Crafty Green poet— December 7, 2009 #
I loved this poem with the rhythm of the rain on the summer roof and also the poem A Dog’s Mistake.
Comment by The Querulous Squirrel— December 7, 2009 #
The poem is so like a dream. Flashes of images, bits of heuristic leaping, clues to brilliance, fears and influences.
And I love Banjo,too.
Comment by Patrice— December 8, 2009 #
Oh how lovely. You pulled me into that dayburst rainy moment. Is your dog’s name really Mr.Ponderous? I love it. I haven’t read any Borges yet though, and want to.
Comment by harmonie22— December 9, 2009 #
Paul…I miss you. I really miss you. Just checked my mail, and theres tears in my eyes…I meant every word I have ever said to you, and theres more, so much more where that came from.
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