Sydney Poems - Poems about Sydney

Sydney my love, Sydney my city Splendour and majesty, nothing such pretty. Sydney my love, Sydney my city. First rays of the sun, spread here fun. Opera, Harbour Bridge, Blue Mountain. Pretty pretty places, plenty plenty beauty. Sydney my love, Sydney my city Clean clean beaches, green green trees, Pleasant weather, cool cool breeze. Kissing the shores, sea waives sporty. Sydney...

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Upon a slope of grease, we see the state police' Theres a ramp to surrender Built on the w e f agenda alienating relations with all on the streets.'...

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A VERSE FOR SYDNEY I’ve wrote this little christening verse For a very special baby boy, His name is Sydney Stephen And he’s the family’s pride and joy. He was born about five months ago To parents Chris and Stephanie Hall, He’s got those gorgeous baby blue eyes And a smile for anyone at all. And on Sunday May the seventh Is a very special...

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O little girl, my darling, You grow too quickly. You were the golden child, The lovely Sydney Grace, Now rushing to be a woman Long before I am prepared. How can I keep you small? But grow you must And blossom in your time. That sweet blue-eyed infant Will live in my heart Till the end of my days, And beyond. ...

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Lion Island sleeps like a cub between Angophora branches. Scratching among leaf litter, a Superb Lyrebird drags his regal feathers over ruined castle-rocks. In the tray of green-silk-water below, miniature curved triangles sail; and way down there Barrenjoey’s lighthouse is as little as a birthday candle – unlit. West Head is surreal: a giant-realm in balloon-blue skies. These tiny, far-off...

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There we were - Alf and I - Pharaohs, surveying those white pyramids - Nests of ibis - ovulating - Opera. Across the bridge we danced, Swaying o'er the waves below - Spectred lovers on a phantom ship - Drifting snug into port - oh, so were we. Yes, There we were - Alf, you - left me, As you cantered away...

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Tantalising taste on tongue, whilst savouring a draft beer heightens but we stop at one, because we’re not young!...

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Jorn Utzon received the Pritzker Architecture Prize for his masterpiece Sydney Opera House is famous the world over, maybe in space too Her shells are recognizable by millions, even I, who have never been fabulous place opened in 1973, she hosts visitors from every country Her performing arts center houses LePetit Ballet, Opera Australia, There are recording studios, retail shops,...

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Poet Philip Sydney whose poetic were quite free He wrote in quatrain stanzaics finding popularity did the trrick...

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Sydney airport in twenty eleven On route to help Scots go to heaven My son Jeremy at six foot two Cricketer Athlete and rugby man too Big tough man with sense of humour Loves whats real and hates wrong rumour Standing there to wave goodbye Stares at me and starts to cry "I love you" is exchanged in tears "Love you Dad" final...

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Marquise Cinque linking Amaranth medallion ...

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In the Opera house Is a tiny little mouse, Everybody knows Of the tiny little mouse, The tiny little mouse in the Opera house! He watches all the shows Sings all highs and lows, Everybody knows- He likes to play banjos, The tiny little mouse in the Opera house!! The tiny little mouse Is a superstar, Everybody knows- He plays pianos Backing up the shows In the Opera house !!! The...

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• young couple, fit male brown hair and glasses with toned blond female taking multiple selfies as ferry leaves Newfoundland • middle aged blond woman- multiple selfies - all angles • young tattooed dude chatting to unseen companions while smoking cigarettes • older balding male looks longingly at vanishing shore • young blond woman takes a quick selfie and is gone • family, father red/blond...

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See simple Sydney, wherever he go's He'll show you a trick with fingers and toes Counting to twenty If that's not plenty Make it twenty one, cross eyed on his nose!...

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steel beams reach across space poised seas moving beneath sound the salty breath-test of time...

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