Southern Cross Poems - Poems about Southern Cross

A young kangaroo pickpocket Got nabbed when she tried to hock it But Joey saw Sex in the raw And damned if he did not cock it!...

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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 launched afar by Her Majesty Behold her pale eau de nil green ‘n painted hull of grey, ...

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Rusty old tracks stretching across the Outback The wind sings a song of strong hearts on the track When distance was conquered by pioneers As they toiled and died in long lonely years Now it’s dust and heat shimmering through As rusty iron tells their story too And we who inherit their pioneer part Stand tall under our Southern Cross...

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NEATH OLDE SOUTHERN CROSS ‘Neath olde Southern Cross sparkling stars show a radiant view, for we will stand in this brand-new land, so far, far away from toil, trouble and strife of a darkness past, where oppressions reigned amidst religious persecutions of our faith, so, in order to escape to a brand-new life, our motherland we’ve left behind, for across the seas we came, where our journey took many in under sail and...

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I like to see the flag waving in the breeze The way it flutters sure does to me please The blue over the Southern Cross sticks out And I know what the history of the Union Jack is about As Australians we know what freedom costs for us all As we remember those who fell defending its call This Great Southern...

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The night veiled in black crept over the sun dying in the West. Enjoy strained on anchor as she pointed into the wind There my love and I lay on deck waiting the symphony of the star shrouded night . I pointed ,there look my dear see it , see it so clear . The Southern cross...

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The name alone can conjure better times, a happiness that's always out of reach, evocative of palm fronds on the beach, exotic nights in far-off summer climes, and things that are impossibly sublime. But if imagination overreach is far more often honored in the breach, perhaps our dearest hurt can live in rhyme. Does distance...

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Many times I feel lost, a future without a purpose and an empty soul The truth of my life has conformed me to misery. A sting in my heart, the poison seeping into my soul. I am dying slowly, people glaring, eyes burning, opinions formed about me. My mind racing, thoughts screaming. Stop staring holes into my...

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Off Terra Firma sixteen weeks now. My legs take roots; my eyes become infinite. Past the Tropic of Cancer, the Lesser Antilles. Talk of brown skinned girls, Purple Clouds of Magellan. The Southern Cross peeking above the horizon at 18N°. Those first few nights I stared at the wrong stars in my confident knowing. A seabird landed on the...

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Southern Cross Knight under the southern cross we stand, • and liberty is our demand, • you stand on us , we will stand on you, • careful how you treat us blue, • cos we will fight , be damned....its true.... Could you support the underdog, Could you take the poor mans part, Knight errant could you fight...

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• under the southern cross we stand, • and liberty is our demand, • you stand on us , we will stand on you, • careful how you treat us blue, • cos we will fight , be damned....its true....Don Johnson yes the extreme right wing is on the prowl, bjelke in his grave might howl? we sure remember him, ...

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you had to know our lives changed forever at hello you touched me like a lightning bolt i loved you completely before the thunder rolled my sweet sweet love between the continents and the seas that separate us now on my Irish soul i miss you with every breath please always always know that every part of you has touched every part of me i am but the distance of a wish...

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...this ocean that I drown... for in your eyes I surrender... do not throw me a life line... for my love will I nestle for all time... ...this love not for tender... ...and when this soul floats away...I will carry you... night and day... night and day... I care not for any words but for this love expression in your eyes this tidal wave of love that washes over...

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