Best Swags Poems

Awaking blithe each morning,
with eyes upon the World,
I wonder, are we mourning
with ebon flags unfurled –
or are they but a warning,
some draped like snakes and...

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Our Mate Charlie Brummell
Yes mate we went a droving back in nineteen fifty eight, 
The drovers cook was pretty rough, he couldn`t wash a plate....

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A Bagman

There he walked an unknown Bagman, 
who camped upon the track. 
So sad he seemed this Swagman, 
his jingling billy burnt and black. 
Yes...

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I’ve sorted spuds at Cora Lynn, picked asparagus at Vervale, 
Cherries in the Dandenong’s, beans on the Thompson close to Sale,
I’ve picked apples out at...

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free spirit of spring: a new foliage
wraps the air; vagabond sunset awakes
upon colored tones,
mounds  of rosebud lips drip of 
citrine sensation…how beautiful they are,...

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Billy Buttons
under  the 
Celery Pines

free verse 

Billy Button's downy foliage
Burst open with large gold blooms.
Midst thousands of dandelion's green
Above, celery pines tip their plumes.

Grasslands...

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bake the goodies
bake the snacks
snack tray covered
snack tray to taste
taste the cookies
taste the candy
candy cane the tree
candy cane the swags
swag the tables
swag the doors
door bell...

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As summer fields grow plump yet mild,  
I dimly lay with swags of blooms      
Outlined by duskfall  I...

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A Cowboy is.

Out on the stock route 10 mile days
Keep those cattle moving
He hopes there’s grass and water, prays
His seat he won’t be losing……..watch them...

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wishes for  silk lamps
to soften all chilly nights, 
promise of  world peace
ringing  wind...

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We scratched and scrapped and piled it together,
thin as cobwebs, like molted bird feathers,
spread out on the frozen lawn,
a gossamer frosting in early dawn,
a meager,...

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I never met a better fella 
until I met Ella
Ella was finer than Esther
but stronger than Joshua.

She's gat crude swags
both in the way she sags.
Her...

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Sky moves from secret to secret
Glow of star-studded jacket
Fades to black cloak, veil and all
cursing fresh gale of inveterate laughter.

On earth strange smelling vapors 
from...

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I turn off the spicket of daily business
From inside the cocoon
Of my hammock
My world seems different
As I gently sway, caressed in suspension
No effort needed
To watch...

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