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~ Ode to the Stockman’s Repose
Deep into the night the cackle of flame / announces the stockman’s abode / his harmonica plays a mellow symphony / ode to the stockman’s re…
as the ’burras call in the day
know that each morning I’ll waken refreshed / living a life that’s right / as the ’burras call in the day
~ Traversing the long long paddock! ~
Building the nation to nourish us all / Traversing the long long paddock!
my dreamtime wish
I saw these words in these eyes and they demanded I write them / I dream of our land kept right! / The people of this land know how! / If o…
not forgotton
but always in a quiet spot by window side or tree / you’d find a happy soul content to be
The Man’s Place
for no matter what old Banjo wrote those blokes are all here still / and will be here as long as this mount lasts!
Regal Redgums
what’s the goss / can you hear them whispering / bending craning / trying to see
the worth of the land!
The gathering clouds continue to form / longed for rain – our souls are torn / feeding; the weeds delight in this storm / drinking th…
wish away
deeply breathe the hush find peace in the core / the colours of the lush beckons you to more
and I Will Dance!
And let the stream gurgle past / trickling through roots and rocks / and I will dance ….
There’ll be Strife Tonight!
but when the mercury’s bubbling hot and the cockies drop from the trees / the verandah’s the only spot to catch whatever breeze
~ … of the oldest tree~
Twisted and forked they left me alone / leaving me hold up the ground / But one of these days I shall be too old / my limbs too hollow my t…
our avenue of grace
We shall live in harmony / with the grace of our avenue / and see the beauty of each day / and dwell in the realm of love
old man mountain
These visions drew my thoughts together in verse!
comes rolling down
The drama of storms encompasses all / The constant damp from continual rainfall / Yet many remain to answer the call / As the weather comes…
crossroad quandary
I ponder what footsteps I’ve left behind / they’ve led me here to this cross road of my mind
~ a memory in creation ~
and the spirits of the High Plains are calling out to me / and the ghosts of those before are helping me to see
man of the land
busy days working stock on hock / droving the long paddock route / whips and whistles yells and barks / oiled hat and coat is the suit
lone gum
The strips of papery bark lay shredded on the ground / litters foreign cushion of withered spikes / for all it’s mighty presence it’s…
by the Sycamore
‘I do love you so, as I have told it to you / But you have yet to tell me!’ / ‘Then wait for my whistle I will not be lo…
~ garden in the bush ~
to the struggling home gardens of the pioneers / where the farmers wife would lovingly toil / to bring a bit of colour to the barren soil
a flash of wattle
OK She’s done it! / She has turned me to mush! / My Fave artist has painted my fave native flower in it’s natural environment which h…
My Paradise Valley
and you have painted for me the valley of my mind / and I shall be in paradise / yes you have painted paradise / so come and be in paradise…
~ Lest the Brumby Fades to a Blur ~
They served their time before machine, droving the country stock routes / Transporting folk and all manner of goods before steam train’s fi…
BUSH WRITINGS
I have collated my bush writings for you here / - being a lover of our Australian Bush the Bush is the muse for my creative words … …
~ the bend in the bush ~
I’ve always longed to just walk the bush / to live there and survive there and care fore it / It is my muse!
150yo mates
the sky always blue the ground well worn / they brought you from cliffs stone by stone / and carefully made you a home
~ Long for the Bush ~
Even on cold wet misty mornings / the bush is warm and colourful and home
~ home paradise ~
We hunt for old stone chimney pots / and the tell tale cotton palms / shading the entrance of a once stately home / and the history safe fr…