Wattle Poems - Poems about Wattle

...n muse who, silenced by the Iroquois’s loud thrum, shines in the dappled sun its copper hues. Behold his red faced wattle in the grass, a white collared prismatic blue-green head and long tail feathers that before me pass as to ......Read More

...n the Bottle" Especially when girls go glottal But as women age They all reach a stage Where all that is shaking is wattle . . . . . When a teenage girl spins the bottle It should point out the hottest throttle But as men age They......Read More

...ed Browed Finch on the sword grass heads, I’m watching close a Ground Thrush sneak. Black Cockies feed on Blackwood wattle, in heath Blue Wrens are a family, Yellow Robins perch on a paperbark trunk in one square mile, northeast of ......Read More

...ust adapt, on a parched outback plain. The black box struggles on; desert pea seed needs rain. Quandong wants the wattle to fight through the dry again, but when it gets too parched, life finds the boiling sun, can be a bridge too......Read More

...Bojo suspected a wattle* So James Bond stepped on the throttle As fast as he could He reached Hollywood Where moonlight sells by the ......Read More

...On a park beside the Murray on a state park boundary, amongst red gums and black box and the silver wattle tree, there’s a place to go exploring with a thousand things to see, on the weekly Thursday ritual for Gary, ......Read More

...Wildlife 19 A turkey was shaking his wattle, Whilst reading about Aristotle, He'd forgotten, of course, About cranberry sauce, 'Cos then he would just l......Read More

...ears and years of pounding city streets, I turned my back away for one of those bush retreats, where gum, ti-tree and wattle; lovely natives of Australia, marched me into battle - with 'one bloody Cicada.' Now if your knowledge reache......Read More

...und Flapping wings and biting neck, no mercy does he show Until they reach the water, only then does he let go Red Wattle birds can beat a crow, to Grumps they show defeat He has the violence of the devil, and a passion can't be beat ......Read More

...she doesn't wattle she doesn't walk like a pair of nylons she runs but i a belly bloated blowfish don't dare even t......Read More

...he kisses her in the neck’s nook, she smells of freshly burnt grass no longer green, singed her scent rises pure golden wattle and pine cones, she tastes sweet like burnt sugar cane and her tongue entwined heady with billy can black tea a......Read More

...ter, before they know it those felines will be in a dead-stupor. I promise ladies, you’ll get no twaddle from my wattle. C’mon my lovely hens, it’s time fun began. 7-1-19 "Pick A Title, Vol 6 - Personification ......Read More

...ad and bleak, but turning a blind eye has gone too long, and allowing this pollution was so wrong. So, ‘friends of wattle creek’ were duly formed and at meetings their ideas quickly warmed, with working bees to help remove the mess, ......Read More

...it’s saplings are growing, scattered far and wide. There’s a stringybark close by, avoiding the axe; a fallen black wattle, blighted by bardi grub. Lightning split manna gum, now petrified wood, and old wombat tracks, are covered up b......Read More

...ut a name. Would the Agile Antechinus, or the Spotted Quoll drink water here? and does the little stream distribute wattle seed? If I stroll beneath tree ferns, I could find a wallow from a deer, and I’m sure the Rainbow Trout come he......Read More