Best Tasmanian Poems

The New Ocean House, back in sixty-eight,
Worked as a busboy, left that night late.
A very dark night, dark of the moon.
Might have been May, may...

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Typing away, their words had met,
Across a computer filled internet.
She was a Taz, he was a Scot,
She, beautifully bronzed, he, definitely not!
 
She had bought a...

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Pups, imps, joeys, wiggling tailed marsupials, hunting in parties of five.
Deadly facial cancer has killed lots of us, it’s a wonder I am still alive.
I...

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turbulent dark wind...
tasmanian devil cloud...
rotating descends…



2-13-17...

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We stood silent
in the cold wind,  
snug in the wrapped warmth
of our grandmothers thick coat, 
my sister and I,
staring into the mystery
of a freshly...

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negotiating
with the tasmanian
she-devil



posted on September 21, 2018...

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I have travelled through the cluttered corridors of my tired mind countless times. 
I have reached deep into the dark abyss of my captive soul...

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They had gathered at a spooky castle,
The moon was full and bright,
Located on the Scottish moor
The party started late at night.

The werewolf was there 
With...

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I really think I know you, even when I'm blue
    When were full of Tasmanian oysters and too much chardonnay
  ...

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Australia the lucky country but not for all,
It's time to tell a tale that's not so tall.
The country's past is dark and really no mystery,
Most...

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Kookaburras
are found in Australia,
they are not pretty birds
with a lovely call,
but racous enough
to mistake it 
for laughter, or even screams of amusement.


Kookaburras
love to ride kangaroos,
and...

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I travelled into my thoughts
To somewhere I've never been
The horrors that awaited me
Took me to our human extreme

I cried when I looked through
The windows of...

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in a time long ago
i was just two leaves growing so slow
looking for a space
to grow at my pace
dreaming of the giant i would become
if...

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Tasmania 

Wool of the sheep in Tasmania is full of soot a fire has 
destroyed the farms they belonged to. They have gone 
feral now...

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Come here Beautiful,
Allow me to take my time and admire your bodacious body 
Or better yet what I see in front of me
Is one of...

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