Long Up a gum tree Poems

I believed that I was rural … that I lived in country style,
where the city was close handy … that big distance was a mile.
Trains and buses ferried daily; a freeway ran close by …
comforts...

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"If one has no planned destination - One can never be lost"  ~~The Poet~~

It was in the early winter when the frost had come before the snow.
That’s the time that we would see him,...

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School holidays were testing times for Mum’s with things we done,
when us kids had idle time to chase the values of new fun.
We’d trained our dogs, built bushland huts, chased rabbits; camped at night.
Dipped the...

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Alison Alligator eating artichokes on a ant hill,
     watching
     Beverly Bear floating on a cloud over there,
     which developed a leak,
  ...

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There’s an old river course with beginning and end,
now the river runs straight without this river bend,
where the water is still and the reeds do grow strong.
New life has taken over in a billabong.

The mat...

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Sitting here at my desk
Two hundred meters above
I watch the bustle of life below.
The slow moving traffic, the crowd at lunch-time
Pedestrians at the traffic lights
Heavy blue-black glass blocks towering to the skies.
 
In this austere...

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GOD’S TEST OF CAIN AND ABEL 

Was God confused as to just who were his own; that he had to test them with a story that was best known. The test of Cain and Abel...

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Here I sit on the stump, of a dead messmate gum,
where house-keeping is poor, for the cleansed human mind;
the dead is not buried, so the living survive.
I see the fine balance, in a world that’s...

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HARRY WEST 

The Kadaitchi (Witch Doctor) Knight

Harry stood alone and sniffed the breeze
a pongy hay smell,  Japanese
Harry sheltered there beneath a tree
a gum tree dripping sap

The  Black Knight shed his lap lap
joined the...

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Le gommier de la Municipalite - Translation of Oodgeroo Noonuccal's Municipal Gum Tree by T Wignesan

[Automatic re-translation into English edited for effect...]

Le gommier qui se trouve sur la rue de la ville,
Le bitume autour de...

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Stop drinking alcohol,
this only reassures us,
like social media,
like your favourite TV shows,
and drugs,
that our personal problems are all okay,
when intoxication is an escape route,
from our abstract reality.

Smoke cannabis on special occasions,
with friends,
on holidays,
away from work,
and...

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Constance, this is a song with dance that we as children use
to sing and dance to the “Ring Around The Rosie’ game. I wrote
This poem(SONG) using Nette‘s:  ALOUETTE meter and rhyme scheme.
Meter: 5, 5,...

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The night is cold
There is an owl perched on the gum tree
Its pitch dark outside
Its silent as a grave yard
She clings unto herself
Her mind wonders away
she reminisces her husband
pulling her into his chest
Fitting into his...

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The Grey Brumby horse
          Don befriended him,
          as he'd learnt from old Joe White.
   ...

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Have I got a deal for you?
A little island I found, and
Yer, you guessed it,
It has a price tag.

The white wash from the
Blue ocean waves is dancing on
Golden beaches, inviting your
Imagination to come and play,

The...

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Grandpa

a kind face
 
skin leathery and creased from years of working in the sun
 
long jowls like a basset hounds
 
sad droplet eyes
 
always a slight aroma of beer
 
brown wrinkled callous palms
 
dirt-stained fingernails...

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I was hunting out bait for blackfish,
to compliment yabbies and worms.
With my tomahawk I sought a log,
Rotted down now for my terms.
It must be covered in moss;
nearly soil in the heart,
hidden amongst some ferns,
and easy...

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All around looks cruel and starved,
and bleached bones define a stretch
of drought and death that halved
life for that lone, starving wretch.

Mountains have formed a background,
shaped by sporadic storms and rain;
a dry creek bed revives when...

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“We’ll need to get him good and drunk, 
So then we can have our way. 
As a Sheila he’ll go in the trunk, 
Then we’ll put him on display.” 

Sam had his sister’s evening gown,...

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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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Another day’s daylight is fading,
and the evening sunset is red;
in the pond at the end of the garden,
mating calls are starting to spread.

There’s a chorus of croaking and growling
from the suitors attracting a mate. 
The...

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When they warble in a gum tree,
graze for grubs amongst the grass,
if you’re walking down a path,
they will always let you pass.

But once there’s spring in the air,
there’s no need for an excuse,
walk into their...

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Pig a billa

Good tucker is ol pig-billa,
Porcupine Echidna hey,
Favourite food of Aboriginals,
Has him own spears anyway,

Track him cross the hot red sand,
Which way does he go, today,
Claws on his back legs are a pointing, 
Where...

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Are you sleeping, brother John?
The cock doth crow, to let you know,
if you be wise, tis time to rise.
If you see a barber, shaving a pig, 
ask how many hairs to make a wig.

This is...

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Willing, future wraps in entailment
music playing tricks on the mind
black to light 
back to black
distilling moments 
bleeding 
infernal internal attack

slow lit cigarettes 
ignition, pain felt recognition
burnt, a disarray of haze 
cutting in and out of...

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