Best Billabongs Poems
Carpet of ColourThe long years are harsh where the hot sun does burn
on the sand hills and plains when seasons won’t turn
where saltbush and samphire do somehow survive
and through these hot days there seems little alive.
But shade in the she-oaks can offer relief
for creatures surviving who still...
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Categories:
billabongs, earth, environment, inspiration,
Form:
Rhyme
Promises For An Unknown LoveI am dreaming of you tonight,
though we may never meet
but if we do, you will know me
by my hyacinth shoes.
You will remember me in the pale blooms
that float on
billabongs or ponds
I will take you along dusty streets
an outback town, where currawongs
call at...
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Categories:
billabongs, dream, fantasy, hope, imagery,
Form:
Free verse
Memories of An Australian ChildhoodFrom England's dark blackout
We came to these shores
I and my siblings
In refuge from war.
How enchanted we were
With all we saw.
First Sydney's fine harbour
And her bridge of one span
Then the azure blue sea
The long beaches of sand
The beautiful city lit up at night
To our youthful eyes...
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Categories:
billabongs, childhood, happiness, history, old,
Form:
Narrative
By the Murray RiverBy the Murray
is far from
By the lake
The Murray
has its own sound
as it meanders
across gravel runs
billabongs
bends galore
tonight will be cold
so the fire is prepped
7 sheets of crumpled
newspaper, splinters of pine
dry eucalyptus leaves
twigs and small branched
neatly piled
the cod are rising
at dusk
gently taking insects
from the surface
By the...
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Categories:
billabongs, culture,
Form:
Free verse
To Becky With LoveBlinky Bill, and the wonder of all fairy tales
Snuggle Pot and Cuddle Pie and Hump Back Whales
Vegemite, ice cream, and violent crumble bars
Waltzing Matilda and The Southern Cross stars
The outback, the cities and a Coolabah tree
Golden sand, Billabongs, Damper and Billy Tea
Meeting singer John Farnham...
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Categories:
billabongs, children, hope, easter, life,
Form:
Rhyme
Menu a Or Menu B Is Quite a Dashing DilemmaMenu A or Menu B ? oh dear! quite a dilemma really. ha
Tadpoles induced symphonies in a bowl of custard cued. But cued is neither curd nor carved caverns catering cafés. Cafés cage craterous carefully created considerate cream crêpes and deepest are the deepest diamond...
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Categories:
billabongs, autumn,
Form:
BunyipBunyip
Early settlers heard its screams
Lurking in billabongs, creeks and streams
A myth or real that question remains
Indigenous folklore further explains
Perhaps a cultural memory of an animal extinct
Though the image of the Bunyip for them is distinct
Bones and skulls have been found over the years
Attributed to the...
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Categories:
billabongs, dream, myth,
Form:
Rhyme
Down UnderKangaroos bounce lower
for tis the season
some roo laze on their backs
smoke electric cigarettes
Green moments
are discovered in Antarctica
Give your thanks America
give us your huddled elves
your heaving tinsel mountains
sprinkle all our glary nights
Wild-eyed are the rug-rats
they expect a baby-born
one bearing gifts from Toyland
alas alack the three wise...
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Categories:
billabongs, poetry,
Form:
Free verse