Outback Poems

Backyard Outback

Within a crack in grisly clouds one night
I briefly glimpsed the redish-orange hue
of the Australian desert poking through—
pillars of bunched up puffs, in the colored light

of a sleepy sun’s rosy rays,—and the might
of such a sight struck my soul’s drowsy blue.
So suddenly my heavy spirit flew
like a falcon to that unequaled height. 

And soon returning

Outback Views

Be sparse like the saltbush plains
of the outback, short on adjectives,
mostly verb and noun. Let the sun
scorch shadows into the sand,
hollow out some shade where a little
life can hide from the heat.

Celebrate the light, its clear passage
through the air, hard as the sharpened
edge of a steel blade. See how it cracks
the land, opens wounds where
the

Outback

The wind blows across
empty cattle yards 
and tailing mounds
from old copper mines,
across open spaces
that spread beyond
boundary fences
and the reach 
of railway lines,
way out past
the rutted wakes left
by four wheel drives.

Only bones take root 
out here and grow
into phantoms 
who haunt the horizon,
finding voice in the moans
that wander the land
in search of lost 
ancestral homes.

Something ancient

In the Outback

“in the outback”


g’day

bidet

Giant Hand Fell In the Outback

giant sandstone hand fell in the Outback
several koalas and kangaroos heard it
others chose not to
i can barely see the fingers now
but i know they are there

Bulletproof Outback

      Numb to sun's torture, scathed terrain
      Syphons cynic's air, ribs poised 
      Statuesque breath stoic barren refrain
      Skeletal inertia, rhythm devoid 


      Famine implores an acapella anthem 
 

On An Outback Plain

On an outback plain where big Roos were few
A gang went riding their Harley’s
Their plan was to stop at the pub for a brew
So they headed at top speed for Charley’s

It wasn’t too long as they sped along
that a Big Red hopped out of nowhere
that was the moment that things went wrong
and started this sorry

The Clemens of the Outback

There's a poet on our site,
Who can really tell a story.
He looks at everyday affairs,
And then weaves tales of glory.

The way he writes he takes you there.
He draws his readers in,
With colorful description,
Of adventure, laughter, kith and kin.

The Clemens of the outback,
Our personal Mark Twain.
It's a privilege to read for him.
For certain he's got game.

If

Outback

God just made a terrible blunder
Clearly revealed by claps of thunder
There was no sinner
Just Aussie dinner
After poking around Down Under

Outback Duel

There are no laws designed by man that mean a thing out where,
the drying sun on pastel lands can’t lead all to despair,
where frightened eyes can see for miles across the saltbush plain,
where death becomes a great relief to those who suffer pain.

And I who after all these years look back and still recall,
what I

Death In the Outback

There is a headstone in the Outback
About a Halfway along the Birdsville track
Written on it Thomas William Noel Treloar
Who was accidentally drowned in Coopers Creek’s fatal shore

He was aged in years six and twenty
Dying on 6 October in 1920
But the curious thing to be
Is the Track is 900 miles from the sea

Ya know once and

Tales From the Outback

Lindsay Laurie's never boring
                      ~ Tales from the outback flip my back out



             January 01 2020
 Who Trips your Trolley Poetry Contest

Aussie Outback Christmas

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 wall,
usin' my boot as a hamma
watching all the spiders fall,
decorated with koala, snake an' goanna
.

Com' Christmas morn here in Whatabugga,
dis

An Outback Flock

I hear the drone that quizzes me then see the swirling mass.
A cloud veers in all directions; green changes in a flash.
Ten thousand wings are beating. The sky a wonderful delight.
I follow the budgerigars until the flock is out of sight.

Outback Australia Customer Service

OUTBACK AUSTRALIA CUSTOMER SERVICE
Tis the aussie outback,
 a cocky walks a dusty shearing track,
to the only crackling phone for miles around,
climbing an old dead tractor for best sound,
bout a sheep disorder from an online order.

"Gudday customer service mate" 
Farmer White's gravel voice in wait.
"Ullo, you speak Ubee Wong best sheep in Hong Kong",
an Asian voice

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