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Am sure it was a competition
To see who could wake the humans
The cockatoos started the show
With their flamboyant flight
And ruckus callings
joined by the mad galahs
Their screeching an radical swerving
The crow just looked on
Its bland call to high and mighty
For this sight
The kookaburras started to laugh
In a family group
An in joke am sure
Nothing like the king of the bush
Laughing at Queen Mary falls
The king parrots flew through the scene
In silent flight
As the bower birds jumped round
Making car alarm sounds
In came the rosellas
With a little peep
Then on to their tree
To wait patiently for a feed
This all took ten minutes
I look on in discuss
And then back at my bed
Where I should still be
Resting my head
In 1836, a posse of brave European settlers
Riding horses, armed with muskets
Brutally killed 12 Wiradjuri men, women and children
Can you remind me who the uncivilised ones were?
It all happened not far from my home
Where the kookaburras laugh high in the gum trees
Bodies piled up and burned like rubbish
Can you remind me who the uncivilised ones were?
It was rough justice they said
For the killing of two white settlers by Wiradjuri warriors
But dirty little secrets can’t be kept forever
Can you remind me who the uncivilised ones were?
Courage, bravery, wisdom and love
Maybe we can learn these things
From the traditional owners of the land.
I'm riding on a bus
from Mareeba down to Cairns
Through steep, red soil, rain forest country
that often gets big rains
Suddenly there's a sign that says: Beware.
Cassawaries often cross the road
I've only seen a male and two young ones
in nine years since it's been the area , I've chosen to abode
There's anecdotal evidence from runners who follow tracks in rain forest scrub,
if you encounter a big aggressive male cassawary
You must immediately seek protection, hide behind a tree
otherwise an experience awaits, that could be rather hairy
"Cause if the big bird gets you in the open,
you could suffer lots of strife
With strong sharp talons, he could disembowel you
and then you would lose your life
Originally I'm from country
where emus abound
Wombats kookaburras and lyrebirds
also hang around
Sometimes an emu with young ones
would run ahead of our old car
Their bushy feathers bouncing at a speed of forty kilometres an hour
for a distance not too far
The emu and cassawary, both are very large
the cassawary has more colour
with black red and azure blue
The Emu more a monotone
with a dullish greyish hue
The brush turkey, another bird of interest
that visits near our home
They are able to fly but mostly only walk
wherever they do roam
It's breeding time again and the male is very busy
dragging decaying forest litter to build a nest, a mighty compost mound
The male controls the temperature once some eggs are laid
soon to hatch out, there will be young ones around
There are many more amazing Australian native birds ,I could add into my verse,
magpies ,spangled drongos and rainbow beeeaters too
And feeding on my passionfruit but leave a few for me
in view a noisy sulphur crested, white cockatoo
These birds do not fit category of the title
as they all mostly fly
So I'll finish of this poem
and bid a fond goodbye
-sung to the tune of 12 days of christmas
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on the first day of christmas, my aussie love gave to me
a koala in a gum tree
on the second day of christmas, my aussie love gave to me
two swimming platypuses, and a koala in a gum tree
on the third day of christmas, my aussie love gave to me
three jumping kangaroos, two swimming platypuses, and a koala in a gum tree
on the fourth day of christmas, my aussie love gave to me
four laughing kookaburras, three jumping kangaroos, two swimming platypuses, and a koala in a gum tree
on the fifth day of christmas, my aussie love gave to me
five ring tailed possums, four laughing kookaburras, three jumping kangaroos, two swimming platypuses, and a koala in a gum tree
on the sixth day of christmas, my aussie love gave to me
six emus running, five ring tailed possums, four laughing kookaburras, three jumping kangaroos, two swimming platypuses, and a koala in a gum tree
Space travel is already taking place
in minds all around the world
looked on as kookaburras
but way ahead of the rest of us
talk to themselves, wonder where we are
the weather's fine, c'mon up
we're friendly, our welcome mat is out
never mind the vacant look in our eyes
a side effect of the journey
our hair started out... yes
but baldness is an unwelcome byproduct
especially for the ladies!
well now that I've told you about the side effects
you may want to rethink your decision
get back to me when you've decided “yes”
you name will go on the list
now I don't really have the authority
but trust me the reservation
won't cost you the moon
just your first born and a harem of beauties
not much considering this life-changing trip!
Heigh-Ho, Heigh-Ho, it's off to Mars we go
Walt was away ahead of his time!!!
Excitement filled the bushland as December was near
Every creature had been waiting for Christmas time - all year.
Wallabies hung their stockings on a gumtree branch with care
Just as all nice children do – everywhere.
Meanwhile those more up to date logged on the internet
sending E mails to Santa to see what they could get
Koalas draped high treetops with shiny garlands green
And furry possums lined their dens in golden glitter sheen
Wallabies joined in with bright balloons hung on their tails
All the crows tied streamers, cascading from the rails.
Kookaburras’ laughter changed to Christmas songs
While magpies and peewees piped along in throngs.
A wombat and a bandicoot made honeysuckle punch
The parrots came too early and drank’ til they got drunk
And when the’ Magic Pudding’ came to help with Christmas Dinner
His taste was so delicious he left a trifle thinner.
With a Kangaroo as Santa, his pouch stuffed full of cheer
hopping ‘round the outback in the hottest time of year
Just guess what all the drovers got- lots of ice-cold beer.
Suzanne Delaney
For Children's Christmas Poem Contest for Carol Eastman
POTD 20 Dec 2018
Like sand in an hour glass
Time moves so fast
A precious commodity
Not meant to last
Measured in hours
Minutes unfold
Time waits for no man
So I’ve been told
Facing my demons
Refusing to stagnate or rust
Releasing my fate to all that I trust
I observe my negativity
turn into dust
Kookaburras laugh and the Magpies flute
along to the strings of an imaginary lute
In wild abandon my Spirit I bare
the untamed wind blows my hair
My bright yellow dress matches the Sun
A New Phase has now begun
Footnote
There is a time for hellos and time for goodbyes and I feel this is my time now to do just that.
To all my poetic friends who have supported me on my poetic journey, I thank you from the bottom of my heart. Keep writing your wonderful words, you have been an inspiration. I have made many good friendships here, ones that I will always value and appreciate.
Let me take this opportunity to wish all my fellow poets on PS
A VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A BRIGHT AND WONDERFUL 2019
POTD 20 Dec 2018