Bunyip Poems - Poems about Bunyip

...Bunyip Early settlers heard its screams Lurking in billabongs, creeks and streams A myth or real that question remains Indigenous folklore further explains Perhaps a cultural memory of an an......

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...Along the road called forestry, the silver ash weeps over me as I meander 'round the dell and glade. Pass scars of sand pits long disused, where gullies, washes speak ‘abused!’ Reclamation offers ......

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...The universal worm has got some competition now, since ‘Sandy’ took me out to Bateson’s dam. This don’t include the ‘whitchys’ we get in a broken bough, nor ‘scrubbies’ on the hooks we have to cra......

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...I blame me brother for the likes of this predicament, when we pub crawled up to Bunyip, and where our night was spent. Thank God I wasn’t in the driver’s seat, ‘cause we wouldn’t be alive, but me......

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...I’ve often mentioned Hilly in the poems that I have written, and I’ve often said that Hilly with a brewer’s surely smitten, so you’re libel now to see him in the state that I call ‘blotto’ but tod......

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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 thought to carry it home Dream......

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...Cubbie worker… So you worked on an out station on Cubbie… Saw the cattle tracks and also the sheep … You were only a poor boundary rider … On your straw bed the hut you did sleep… The Manage......

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...“Who am I,” asked the Bunyip. “What am I doing here?” “Please tell me,” begged the Bunyip,” for my purpose isn’t clear.” “No answer!” came the stern reply; “You’ll get no help from me!” Poor Bun......

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