Alison Cassidy

Rookie (6th August,1945 / Melbourne, Australia)

! ! Roadworker With Sign - Poem by Alison Cassidy

He stood
to stiff and starched attention
slap in the center of the road,

He gripped
his red STOP sign
majestically, like a spear.

He barked
into his walkie talkie
with the all puff and passion
of a sergeant major.

His striped yellow vest sparkled
in the setting sun.
His work boots spat dust
as he paced
back and forth,
peering suspiciously
down the road behind him -
like Maxwell Smart on a mission.

An ambulance
(minus siren)
pulled up at the intersection.
He gave it right of way
immediately -
waving it in front of the rest of us
as with all the pomp and aplomb
of a royal.

Minutes later,
he nodded to noone in particular
and reversed his sign to SLOW.

I waved and smiled
as I touched the accelerator.
He ignored my salute.

Comments about ! ! Roadworker With Sign by Alison Cassidy

  • Rookie - 29 Points Robert Howard (6/2/2010 4:16:00 PM)

    Wow the will to power thrives in the mind and manner of a crossing guard. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 71 Points Indira Babbellapati (1/1/2010 6:06:00 PM)

    this incident reminds me of a young boy who in his tattered shorts and a dirty vest walked down the street on a morning weilding a stick with the air of an emperor...may be i should versify him! (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 2,819 Points David Harris (12/30/2009 12:12:00 PM)

    Allie, I loved this one as you described about every road-worker with a sign around the world. It seems they stand there and feel themselves rulers of their little space. Your poem is both poignant and filled with your special brand of humility. Top marks and thanks for sharing this with us my friend.
    Hugs David (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,336 Points Jerry Hughes (12/27/2009 5:23:00 PM)

    Well written and described Allie, especially the futility of his (job?) . Love, Jez (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 47 Points Meggie Gultiano (12/27/2009 8:18:00 AM)

    Once again, your description of what this officer on the road was doing is clear, and you end this with finesse.Truly this man on the road's life is not that easy and is sometimes dangerous, but he showed his best to do his best, to accommodate an emergency situation.
    How keen you are in observing the little details of very importance.
    Thank you for sharing, Ali..

    Love♥ ♥ ♥ ,
    Meggie (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Herbert Nehrlich2 (12/27/2009 2:43:00 AM)

    Love this, three layers of the poem. Great stuff. Except the vests are green fluorescent..: -)

    Hx (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Gary Witt (12/27/2009 1:28:00 AM)

    Alison: I find this one rather poignant. People who take themselves too seriously can be very dangerous. Then again, as here, they become amusing and yet sad. A well-drawn portrait. Thank you for sharing this one.

    -G (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 27, 2009

Poem Edited: Sunday, December 27, 2009

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