Best Shearing Poems

I'll bet this set of rusty shears have a story they could tell,
of the loneliness and broken backs in a land that's hot as hell,
where...

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I’m the one who needs to be somewhere else, 
I cannot stay in one place.
The grass is green where I’ve never been
and never have shown...

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Winter star,

   so frozen where you are;

   in some glazed galaxy,

   how far is your lofty eminence?

Shine you will,

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Waltzing Shearer

Out near Dagworth Station during 1894
Where the Waltzing Matilda, Swagman drowned,
Cos he liked them lamb chops nicely browned,
He was only eating the Masters sheep,...

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I awoke to find the tall splendor of the world,
in those cosmic canyons,
shearing darkness ----
in the pallet of some ethereal night;
ancient with desire.....
to Illume the...

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I left in desperation 
when hunger drove me out,
Left behind a home and family 
when I went walkabout.
I left all the cities,
moved through the country...

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She was great with sheep or cattle, and would bound beside the horse,
always full of energy… a border collies best of course.
We’ve never owned another...

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Across the ridges, flats and ranges, in print, on radio and stages,
you may hear this tale wherever you may go.
Sometimes a stranger may confide, about...

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"a dagger of pain, a tear of grief" - Quote by - Constance La France


With the melodic cadence of my fervent heart,
pulsated the charming tinsels...

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Thoughts of Wind

The capricious wind forever plays,
Rolling tumbleweeds 
Toppling old trees,
Resting to a breeze.

Mysterious wind comes from where no one knows,
Look to the sky, unseen...

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Now With Increasing Darkness O'erhead

Bleating at the rain, the despondent sheep
Their days and nights aching in blinded sleep;
Til masters, their dominated lives take
With true evil,...

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***I am reposting this poem as I think it is my finest poetic creation.  I feel the imagery of the piece and its 'fabled'...

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Your love is like a river peaceful and deep, 
like a secret I just can’t keep, like the shearing of a sheep,
like taking a leap,...

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A flash of lightning
creates shades of trembling light
interacts with shearing pain,
as a fleeting moment
cemented within a grievous mind
a wrench of nostalgia,
a reminder of you
on that...

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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...

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