Long Kookaburras Poems

"Small Mutinies"



So what if my point of view
is not that which wraps 
you in comfortably warm
fluffed-up silky 
cashmere blankets 
of insecure insincerity
simple scribbles 
bleating from the 
chirping crickets 
and frog croaking
symphonies 
muddying waters
cutting pristine lines...

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Enter beside the hollow log mailbox.
Here the road leads through a profusion of leafy damp shadows.
Wild ferns are the underbrush
where Fairy Wrens flit from the slightest presence.
This driveway winds by towering bush gums flanked
on the...

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river. gold
liquidcopper sheen & skypulp
mashed upon fatrocked banks 
refracted beams;
reflections.
The kid squeal.
The rowers chirp "hello"
[multiple oar-chasm] we bridge it
with a languid arm-sigh tooing, no fro. Yes, 
the 20th century is over,
and the "Water-Noodle" 
has arrived.

Time...

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The Lifer
                                 ...

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An island continent down under too grand to just ignore,
A land of coastal water where sandy beaches line the shore,
Ragged range and dusty plain colliding with each other,
A land of inspiring contrast nature took its...

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I Am Bloke...

I am bloke you see
that I happen to be,
from Terra Australis land, 
and who likes to write about
the many things I’ve found,
that it is of the bush,
the scrub,
and other places be.
however, it is...

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Blinky Bill, and the wonder of all fairy tales
Snuggle Pot and Cuddle Pie and Hump Back Whales
Vegemite, ice cream, and violent crumble bars
Waltzing Matilda and The Southern Cross stars
The outback, the cities and a Coolabah...

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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...

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I Am A Bloke.

I am a bloke you see
that I happen to be,
from Terra Australis, 
and who likes to write about
the many things I’ve found,
that it is of the bush,
the scrub,
and other places be.
however, it...

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ENOUGH FOR ALL 
by Wordancer

All the species of this world, whether mammal, fish or bird
Are provided with their food, whatever their taste
Each created for the other,
When the offspring leaves the mother
There is all the food...

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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...

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under a broad sign “Silvan Reservoir Park” 
I turn the steering wheel and see wristwatch hands 
pointing to a quarter past three in the afternoon 
there is enough time for tea and biscuits by the...

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Listen to the distant call of the laughing Kookaburras,
no longer raucous as distance fades.
The evening sky, quietly blushing pink,
caressed with whispering, transparent clouds.

Such is the beauty, the imagination, of Nature,
as it quietens your heart and...

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Yellow crops of sandstone,
Jagged mountain peak,
Red display of waratahs,
A meandering bush creek.

White display of flannel flowers,
Bottlebrush with orange cones,
Beautiful fronds of tree ferns,
Blue gums with crafted tones.

A frolicking roll of mountain mist,
An ancient windswept cave,
Green...

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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...

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Heard the kookaburras calling
Saw the snake upon the ground
In the distance rain was falling
Was no shelter to be found
The wind was starting to turn cold
Not much sunlight did remain
Light'ning flashed, the thunder rolled
Emus scattered 'cross...

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Oh let me roam where the scenery's green,
Where the willows droop down and the bell birds teem,
Across the gullies where the wallaby's been,
Just let me roam.

Oh you've got to be where the water falls,
Where stands...

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A halo round the fading moon
Sweet mist upon the grass.
The croak of frogs from yon lagoon,
A flight of ducks wing past.
A dingo howls farewell to night,
The crimson sunrise comes;
The dawn is here to start the...

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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...

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Dirranbandi River

Dirranbandi river,  grows the cotton,
Waiting for the rains to come,
Dig into the sandy bottom, 
Fill your bucket, water some,

Three years of drought,
And then the flood it comes,
Brown snakes are swimming all about,
See the...

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Shut The Hell Up

Author: Steve Curtis

Singing in the shower
Singing my song
Cats are caterwauling
Dogs howling along
Rooster is crowing
Wants to drown me out
Magpies are calling
Such a din I've never heard
Kookaburras laughing
Who's that knocking on my wall
Shouting, shut...

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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 sometimes
they hang on their tails,
so they make them run faster...

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The darkness hides their faces
As the rising sun embraces
And the kookaburras  have their say 
Announcing the dawn in their Australian way

The stone soldier is their catafalque party standing still
The people are quiet standing as...

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Cyclone Sam will cross the coast at 7am tomorrow
Spirited, wide eyed, ready for more 
Swirling, never stopping, the world just isn’t big enough
Busy busy busy
Dragons to hunt, aliens to fight, dinosaurs to chase
Have you met...

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