knew him as he walked in
A Port boy by the size of his grin
That went from ear to ear
And we shook hands like old friends dear
There was sea water in his veins
And a story for each move of his game
Growing up there was some time around
In Rosewater Ethelton Henley Seaton and Semaphore bound
For the summer it was at beach time
At the carnival Semaphore road for mine
I remember laughing with my mates
In those days when fun was our fate
Being a Port boy from a Port family
Meant that there was no hiding easily
Aren’t you the son of.. was for real
So you had to stay on an even keel
Even though we may move away
Coming back it’s like we stayed
For we are forever bound to the place
As a Port boy with some grace.
© Paul Warren Poetry
Categories:
seaton, life, remember,
Form: Dramatic Verse
To Right a Wrong
In vain did they look in wonder
In vain do they seek him still
He fought for Australia his country
Kokoda went, to die and kill
2 of our brave Aussie soldiers
Were left off the list of the dead (20 years)
Their hometown RSL elders
Despised life blood that they bled.
Their fathers had gone to one meeting
Communism seemed to help of the poor?
Blacklisted even though warrior sons were beating
The Japanese back from our door.
So I speak of Dan Seaton and Leo Judge
These men gave all that they had
Fought bravely in New Guinea’s mud
Printed on the honour board by Dad….
Don Johnson
These Dirranbandi soldiers were left off the honor board 20 years till my father joined
the RSL
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qxJHZ05E3gM
Well Joe the poor who worked from daylight to dark for a pittance, 6 days a week, saw the commo thing as a possible improvement they only had the positive propaganda at that time:} The rich were terrified of the Commos taking over and bringing equality:} The Squatters were sneaking about with guns and taking names for the black balling. And dead soldiers familys suffered.
Categories:
seaton, adventure,
Form: Ballad
To Right a Wrong
In vain did they look in wonder
In vain do they seek him still
He fought for Australia his country
Kokoda went, to die and kill
2 of our brave Aussie soldiers
Were left off the list of the dead (20 years)
Their hometown RSL elders
Despised life blood they bled.
Their fathers had gone to one meeting
Communism seemed to help of the poor?
Blacklisted even though warrior sons were beating
The Japanese back from our door.
So I speak of Dan Seaton and Leo Judge
These men gave all that they had
Fought bravely in New Guinea’s mud
Printed on the honour board by Dad….
Don Johnson
These Dirranbandi soldiers were left off the honor board 20 years till my father joined
the RSL
Categories:
seaton, adventure
Form: Rhyme