Best Waterhole Poems

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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We are off on a long DRIVE to see the famous, re-known big FIVE,
Three hours later at the Kruger National Park we safely arrive,
And cruise...

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oh how cold
the drift of migrant winds 
unto the strip of lawn, 
their newly planted garden 
now slowly blooming
with jasmines and herbs  that rise
above...

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Zebra stripes 
you instantly know what animal it is,
Xanthic  you couldn't call it
white and black are its colours.
Viewing and naming an animal
usually needs a...

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Harry was waiting at base camp for his party of tourists
hoping that Beverly and her children would not be rowdy.
When they finally arrived, he got...

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Waterhole of love
In the midst of boundless dune
Home of countless souls
Winter, summer, spring, or fall
All year round you stand tall...

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Warm sun glided across the dewy sky
Guns ready the Maharaja astride his horse
The green forest spread his vast arms
Beckoning hunters from far and wide
The prize,...

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Orchard Boulevard
Heavy traffic;
Congested minds


Orchard Road crowd
Seeking diversions;
After hours delight


Beer guzzling cliques
Evening waterhole;
Downtown gathering


Shopping mall ambience
Restaurants fully booked;
Long queues waiting


Shopping spree
Bargain hunting;
Well-earned bonus


Baby boomers
Grey hairlines dyed;
Cluster...

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It’s Cooper’s Creek we’re crossing here, Willis said to Burke
We need to have a base camp and this creek ought to work
I’ll put it in...

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The Cooee-booroo was Irish, a migrant to this land, 
who fled his native Galway and the grip of famine's hand. 
For fifteen years he'd forged...

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Bunyip

Old Bunyip lurked in the billabong
He had a calf like face
Had the body of a seal 
strong magic in this place

Native fishermen caught small Bunyip
One...

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A safari, in an open jeep with an open mind,
To unravel the secrets of the  Kanha forest reserve,
Midst the tall sal trees, our eyes...

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This is a translation from the poem "Camellia", by Rabindranath Tagore, Nobel laureate Poet from India (1861 -1941) Understandably the story took place in late...

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The long and short of it is . . . forever

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A thrilling haul to the waterhole
His chronic thirst to quench
In his favourite crystal bowl
The herd enjoying the cooling of the splash
Caught head down
Couldn’t see what...

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