Long Singlet Poems

Every year our community gets together at the annual church fair. This year they have changed the format with some new events and dropping some of the old events that appeared a little dangerous. How...

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A lovely summers day with my family on a Sunday,
could not be any more perfect than for us to get away,
so we packed a picnic hamper and threw in a fishing rod
and drove towards a...

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A big white did pace the ute,
no noise it made, what sort of a brute? 
it must still be there it never left,
next thing i knew we had a coppers arrest,
We  seem to have...

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We snapped memories into photobook
Watching the edges of songful hedges
Draw  a hopeful singlet of grace of
Testimonies conquered in neglected verses. 
We played from the check of honoured
Dimples crossing routes of perfections. 
Here are tunes...

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Spotlighted like a Kangaroo

Spotlighted like the Kangaroo’s
And the bloody Dingoes too,
White light spotlights overhead,
Reaching down for me I dread,
What will the bastards do,

Big white light, soundless it’s true,
Followed us over the Moonie dew,
I asked Mark...

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Sunburnt Country

I love a sunburnt Aussie bloke, with great big, muscled arms,
His rugged well-built shoulders, and face with all its charms.
I love his thongs and singlet too, and stubby shorts you see,
His beer gut proudly...

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Old Winston’s in the pub again - you can smell him above stale beer.
That bloody old blue singlet ain’t been changed for a year.
His hands ingrained with grease ‘n grime; a week’s stubble on his...

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Sam came from Bollon on the Wallan S.W.Queensland Aus.

Sam Mc Croon came from Bollon soon
When he heard about old Galoon the Batey
 She was big an a Ox light in her sox
And she loved her...

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A Nightcliff Evening

The pastel light of evening fades to the indigo of night,
Trees brooding silhouettes above, save where the string
Of lights picks out the furrows of pale trunks and
Thrusting limbs. 

“42; pizza” rings out in...

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what journey can your feeble legs take me?
What thing would your eyes see for me?
Look, let me take you to Memory Lane:
when the sun and the moon were friends; 
a jolly good friend of rice...

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I’d been cutting spuds for seed beneath the pines on Rouse’s lot,
and putting lime upon the open flesh to make sure they don’t rot.
I had to slice so every piece contained a growing eye,
and every...

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Old Sam had carted nightsoil for a decade ‘round our town; 
A happy sort of chappy that let nothing get him down. 
He always found solutions to most problems in this life 
And went to...

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Ozzie Ozzie Ozzie
24/08/2018
Contest on my Home country by Brahne Bailey

Being an Ozzie is great,
Everyone calls Everyone Mate.
Too laid back for a heated debate,
Culture so young..... so we’re late.

We walk around wearing our thongs,
Like it’s a...

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When a politician tells you that he put
On a red boxers with white singlet inside
Ask him to wait till you look at it properly
before you could believe him so to remain insane.


If a man on...

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Males have always made it easy for me to veto
either by words or actions or both.
You started so altruistic and added a brainless flare,
I’ve never imagined one on goggles with such virility
with books and tie,...

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How white is your pant that you boast?
Every pant wore within is dirty and smelling,
How white is your singlet that you shoulder high
As if you own the whole air that walks around?
Tell the children that...

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A Poem in Pidgin English

Me, ma na SARS
I sabi drop bars
My gun ready to blast
Any youth wey dey drive cars
If tattoos na your singlet
We go treat you like piglet
If you no gree cooperate
Omo, you go...

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She wore a singlet and a tutu,
Ballet pumps and slide in hair
And she practiced rigorously
With concentrated care;
But frankly her dancing skill 
Was rather one of dross,
Her Dying Swan resembling
More of a drunken Albatross.

Then she met...

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AUSSIE OUTBACK CHRISTMAS
Comin' 'ome in an aussie sleigh,
ol' tractor ute with a rusty tray,
with a big branch of Gum, it be
the Christmas tree .
hard to find 'em white ant free.

Nailed it to a webbed dusty...

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A brownie slid slowly, no rustle, no noise, 
Slid slowly, through the front door.
Invisible to all, an imperceptible ghost, 
Slid slowly across the room floor.

The dog barked, ferocious, and snapped, 
At the nothing that was...

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Unseasonal

Leaves shuffle on their stems
fall onto ones which fell before
not yet a storm of Autumn tints 
those will blaze in a month

these are an early shedding host
that leave before the cold appears
in months of heat...

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Today he resigned, he filled out his notice, 
Today’s the day he departs,
Today’s the day he stops life like an adult, 
And begins again, right from the start,

So he threw out his brief case, suede...

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Five in the morning
storm rumbles in distance
balmy, sweaty, thirsty
in the half light of dawn
I grab some shorts
from the work clothes draw
slip them on and a singlet
down some water
birds sing, crickets harmonize

When I fill another glass...

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For far shires beyond the western red sun
  I’m leaving the Land of the Long White Cloud -
to journey across the blue horizon
  where cockatoos in bloodwoods sing aloud.
Trading in my black singlet...

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HIGHWAY TO HELL
              By: A Josh!

She had waited on the bed for him,
To come and serve her the usual meal.
Three hours had...

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