Long Southern cross Poems

Like Hannibal we crossed the pass and crossed 
   the Alps (okay, the Brynderwyn Hills) 
and a bridge too far on north-west passage.
   From out of the Valley of Mizpah 
to...

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I’ve unfurled the Southern Cross tonight and put it
On the wall, and as I gazed the longest while.. I thought I heard the
dingo’s call?  It couldn’t be as all
Round me were the sounds of...

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ANONYMOUS TRAVELERS

The luminous Southern Cross, had a clear blue sky as a background 
to shine off its splendor majestically in that long ago night.  
The approaching morning was calm and the pleasing breeze would...

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If ever there’s a campfire, rekindled as the sun goes down,
where ghosts of articulated writers, return and gather ‘round;
raise their glasses to a toast to commemorate their rhyme,
I wish that I could be there if...

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LUKE
                                  ...

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Fragrance of Life  ©

Cool rain drums on blistering 
asphalt, the scent streams into 
the nostrils--hot, grassy smell of 
summer, freshly cut-smoky 
cedar lingers on the air 

Fresh popcorn drenched in 
butter, I sit in...

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"Black Molasses"



Black Molasses 
holds to ransom 
footprints 
sucked into 
Tropic of Capricorn mud
as bushfires bleed
sugar from cane
like molten glucose 
shot into the veins
of Mother Earth gone all
libertine sour 
like Lemon Grass
crushed and burnt 
acrid smoke...

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Smooth wood 
Worn by water and air
Never polished 
Escaped by the hands that touched it
Ropes and tackle attached streaming up towards the sails
All foreign to a land lover.
When tied at bay she seems so tame...

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Arrogance
Wandered brood of Adam,
lost, bewildered people,
hear what I have to say.
 
Stop for a moment before the mountains
and for the simple sake of awe
be humbled, let your tears fall.
 
Look to, look through the air...

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A poem I shall attempt to write of heavenly delight,
About all the wonders that shine deep in the night.

There is so much more than the Moon and stars above,
From the earliest navigators that fell heavily...

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Can you hear the distant echo of the 
hauntingdidgeridoo,                          ...

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“The Queen-Sized Bed”.
			 © London F. Buss

  A queen-size bed was coming slowly,
  down the rough dirt track.
  As it drew closer,
  The wheels clumsily mounted on the base of each...

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The loss of Sourthern Sons

Submitted by Serendipity on Wed, 2015-04-29 06:28

Today,
wakes to a red dawn punished
and sprayed in the blood of repentance,
compassion had begged in the
before, days turned minutes,
eternity now cradles repented
sons of the Southern Cross

They were more...

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I’ve lived a full three score and ten and seen a thing or two,
of life and death and love and hurt and pleasure.
Is it just age or memory that now distorts my view
of things that...

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A Lincolnshire lass was she
        in youth and bloom revealing,
and upon us all God smiled
when unto this world a child
       was born...

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MANY

many undertook,
many renounced their pasts,
and many came unwilling,
and many more baulked
at the prospects
of what we would consider,
an undertaking of great proportions, 
to a journey;
to this far off place,
this complete unknown.
where some came willing,
where some came...

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   Built in a Belfast shipyard
 for Shaw Savill ‘n Albion Line.
   On her flagstaff wind ‘n lee
 flew the Southern Cross ensign,
   down a slipway to the sea
...

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I know I’ve made a thousand journeys,
withstood the tests of time and foe
shed the dust and shouldered worries
struggled onward against the flow.

Unconforming, seldom bending
straight the path I ever took.
Challenge was my unending passion
contradiction I forsook.

I’ve...

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Got a load of troubles.
Got a load of woe.
Can't make up my mind.
to stay or go.

Hate these winters with the snow and frost;
Going to point my feet toward that Southern Cross.
Going to travel, hope I...

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Underneath the Southern Cross, the comet makes its way,
A trail of greenish fire, igniting night from day.

It came from distant realms, from icy, darkened space,
Returning after decades, with its horned trace.

Devil Comet streaks the sky,...

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i'm standing on the moon
-starz are all around-
i also see the earth
purple, green, and brown

it shines on the horizon
mist comes from the trees
blue mountains in the distance
...man i love days like these...

hey-look at all the...

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Always seek to be guided by the North star  - Polaris
But never forget to look daily at the Southern Cross
Constantly be reminded that a greater power is also stirring your ship. 
Deny yourself the...

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What the Hell it doesn't matter

it's not like your being battered.

Your heart beats faster, your nerves on edge,

what the Hell is it doing to your head?

Your eyes deceive, you cannot believe,

if you should jump for...

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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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All the Anzacs have faded back into the past
And the old men now rest with their mates
We can hope they play 2 up and still have a beer
Now they’ve entered the heavenly gates

We have cause...

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