Banksia Poems - Poems about Banksia

... You come back with your mind full of treasures. Today, there was a leaf plucked from a tree still coated in whispers, a shard of sunlight and a bird call you managed to extricate from the s......Read More

... "The Will to Survive" It was a peaceful time back then in the dreams that were once our prepossessing future. sands of time dragged under our bare feet whil......Read More

...Being Your Eyes for Swell 2007 Swell: Currumbin Sculpture Festival For Fred Picture us arm in arm, strolling, the crunch of sand underfoot, the scent of sea air, the touch of sea wind on our......Read More

...Along the road called forestry, the silver ash weeps over me as I meander 'round the dell and glade. Pass scars of sand pits long disused, where gullies, washes speak ‘abused!’ Reclamation offers ......Read More

...The sun is rising at my back; across the land’s a lemon glow, to brighten up my backdrop, where pristine vegetation grow. I’m sitting down upon my porch, with coffee cup held in my hand; a sl......Read More

...What is this flower perched like bird on stem With tiny feathery florets in pews Aligned along rows on cylinder heads? Tis Banksia, native of Australia. Named after botanist Sir Joseph Banks, ......Read More

...Ceux qui célèbrent ‘88 – Translation of Kevin Gilbert’s « Celebrators ‘88 »» by T. Wignesan (This poem mocks the bicentenary celebrations of the founding or « settling » of the Australian cont......Read More

...From Banksia Grove to Alfred Cove There are lovely sights to see Sorrento Quay is on the way To where my children love to play Elizabeth Quay is a brand new place That puts a smile upon my face ......Read More

...Thunder rolls in the distance, lightning jags across the sky, all around the heavens are angry … a fiery strike becomes the eye. With little rain, and tinder forest, flame reaches out for what i......Read More

...I passed by Old Man Banksia, a wonderfully gnarled tree, While trekking through the Jamison, a bushland pedigree, I saw the broad leaf of the Geebung, with its yelow frill, The distant sounds of K......Read More