Best Wattle Poems

For many years, the creek, ran passed as a drain,
Polluted and unloved; a poisoned murky vein.
A favoured dumping place, for household unwanted things -
out of sight, out of mind; and no good what it brings.

Life was almost non-existent in the creek
and weed infestation makes it...

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A Wattle, nearly 80 Smoots high.
decided one fine spring day
that some way it was going to fly.
“It was going to fly ?”, said I
“No way, Jose, not today.”

The Wattle, not discouraged
actually looked somewhat smug.
It had me puzzled and worried.
What did he have buried,
a magic genie’s...

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Hope you know what a wattle is Miss Wattle
It's a fleshy, wrinkled, fold of skin
Hanging from the throats of chickens and turkeys
You're much prettier and much more trim

I don't see a wattle hanging down from your neck
If fact you have very gorgeous neck
Probably getting myself...

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Thoughts like entries in a old maritime log;
They're kenneled on a shelf like a dog;
From a ship; dry docked in a bottle,
Within a remote hut; of daub and wattle,
In my mistakes, perhaps there were no lessons found worth learning;
My mind keeps them in a structure;...

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A poet
Serenaded his love
By waterfall
An view
At the end
Of a mountain valley
Full of
Wattle blossom blooms
For he knew
That magic week 
In spring
When the wattle blossom
Bloomed again
Filling a mountain valley
With perfume
And a poets heart
With love...

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