Best Chooks Poems

I’ve always been restless since I was a kid,
to settle near drives me insane.
I’ll just throw together the best that I can
what I own and be gone again.

Boxes long packed I had stacked in a shed,
are obsolete, so I feel that I have
to lighten my...

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Grandpa’s a gem in the garden,
tending his sprouts and his peas,
tomatoes and onions and cabbage,
his ‘caulies’ and his broccoli’s.

I have seen plenty of gardens,
chocked full of bountiful greens,
but none the standard of grandpa’s,
with his chili’s ‘n chocko’s 'n beans.

So I believed grandpa was blessed,
with an...

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From the kitchen sink at the window sill,
I see a house on the distant hill,
when as a child I had time to kill,
where now my spirit wanders still.
Then life changed on a day that’s dire,
we choked on smoke and could see the fire -
that hillside...

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I'd broken down beside the highway; my poor old car's just died,
and when I lifted up the bonnet you know I could have cried.
It’s a busted water hose, and of course I don't have a spare,
so I’m stuck here with my bonnet up and no...

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I believed that I was rural … that I lived in country style,
where the city was close handy … that big distance was a mile.
Trains and buses ferried daily; a freeway ran close by …
comforts of the modern world easily reached with hand or eye.

All...

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To her family she was coy
         but truly she would be their Joy,
 a country girl from Kingaroy -
                  ...

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I was driving down Webb road, with the thoughts I’ve had all week,
And that is upon the crayfish that I net in Shady Creek,
Webb road is not a long one, but it’s narrow and it winds, 
And scrub that’s clinging to the edge is thick...

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CHRISTMAS PORK

I'd broken down beside the highway; my poor old car's just died,
and when I lifted up the bonnet, you know I could have cried.
It’s a busted water hose, and of course I don't have a spare,
so I’m stuck here with my bonnet up, and...

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Mate I reckin’ I get some real ding bats visiting me
I’m fed up to the teeth and pissed off as can be
Streuth I swear that last one was one big big drama Queen
Her Type you’ll meet in the outback makin’ one hell of a scene
As...

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1930s Dirranbandi as mum Nelly says

In the town of Dirranbandi near the Cubbie cotton farm
was sea of Wilga trees with their dark green leafy charm
the Goats ate green Wilga standing on their back legs 
( trees trimmed neatly underneath )
the horses were in hobbles ,...

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Some get the talent,
 Some get the good looks,
 An some buy raffel tickets,
 To win frozen chooks.
 
Some get the good luck,
 Some get their true love,
 An some get the cards the're delt,
 And a soul they can sell.
 
Others get what's just...

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DROUGHT 

Yes i've wandered cross the country
where the Roo's can die of thirst
and the rivers often dry up
and the ground cracks like a curse
where you watch the storms a coming
but they don't bring bloody rain
the wind has treetops humming
left to scratch yer head again
Oh the...

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Dirranbandi Aggie

Agnes was a local lady, slight,
 who had a different view,
Didn’t trust no lectric light, 
might just burn her eyeballs too, 
fat lamp a bubbling.

yes she lived in a ole brown house,
built yes for her, by her soldier husband,
2 pommy ladies offered to paint...

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The world outside my window

I view with one eye open 

while laying on my pillow

Birds are chirping and singing their songs

perched upon their tree of choice 

they know where they belong

I smell the coffee brewing in the kitchen

it triggers my senses 

now I am driven

driven...

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The world outside my window
I view with one eye open 
while laying on my pillow
Birds are chirping and singing their songs
perched upon their tree of choice 
they know where they belong
I smell the coffee brewing in the kitchen
it triggers my senses 
now I am driven
driven...

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