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Yesterday

I visited my youth last night and strolled through long ago, Through a world strangely familiar, where the pace of life was slow, Where people passing often smiled and passed the time of day, And neighbors were folks that you knew, unlike those of to-day. The clinking of the bottles as the milkman made his rounds And the clip-clop of his horse’s hooves that followed him around With hardly a word spoken to aid Dobbin on his route As he…

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The Spirit of the Lake

The herald of the dawn glows faintly in the eastern sky A lonely Loon is softly calling me. From far out on the sleeping lake, I hear the haunting cry, And hear the echoes race from tree to tree. And down below the mirror that reflects that morning sky The hungry pike and pickerel lie in wait, For a small, unwary breakfast, that might come swimming by Not suspecting the impending hand of fate! Across the shining surface drifts the…

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Vital Signs

The climb is long and tortuous, the path with boulders strewn… The morning covers half of life before we come to noon. The sun reaches its zenith long before we’ve reached our prime, And falters not, after its long and logarithmic climb… But flashes swiftly overhead; its energy now spent, And races west, horizon bound, where all its fellows went. The morning now is memories of dim and hazy days, As afternoon is waning in the parabolic phase. The piercing…

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The Kookaburra

They congregate at break of day, when night is almost done, for a joyous benediction to the rising of the sun. And once again come evening, when the western sky so bright, surrenders all its duties to the velvet cloak of night. I’d like someone to explain to me, before I turn to clay, ’cause I’ve never heard that cackle in the middle of the day. Why they sometimes start at 4 AM and wake me with a fright, to…

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The Soil Expert

She strides across the paddock, steely purpose in her eyes, Surveying likely spots with the detachment of the wise. The coming decision will surely be the most vital of the day, No mundane things will be allowed to stand in nature’s way. She approaches her task as one possessed with total dedication, Aware of responsibility for the future of the nation. There can be nothing casual In this meticulous inspection, To gather relevant data for the soil content correction. ‘This…

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Short-changed

She took me for an outing But that was just a ploy! She slipped a mickey in my milk And told me to ‘Enjoy’! She thinks I should be purring And she wonders why I’m hissing, But when I checked my gear to-day I found some bits were missing! Sad to relate, I contemplate From here on the piano, That I was once a tenor cat, But now I sing soprano!

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Luke

It seems a year or two at most that Luke has been around, But nine have passed since first I spied him at the Brisbane pound. He stood in dogdom’s big house, all ears and tongue and smile, The model of a friendly dog, without a trace of guile. ‘Please, that one in the second cage, with the german shepherd look! ‘ The attendant riffled pages, and he found him in his book. ‘It says that he’s half kelpie and…

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The Visitor

I don’t know what it was that woke me, just a vague feeling of movement In the early pre-dawn darkness at the bottom of the bed. I could just make out the curtains blowing idly round the window And the frame of lighter darkness round the old machinery shed. The night was dark and moonless, and my vision dim and hazy In the weak illumination of the cold and distant stars. And I fancied as I squinted to resolve the…

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Leviathan

The bay from high atop the bluff; a jewel of bright translucent green, The children’s cries above the wind, ‘A whale! Oh, look! A whale! ‘ One whale, then two, then three and four: at last a pod of ten are seen, A rainbow dancing in the plumes and spray of massive tail. They sail regally down the bay and mark their path with plumes of spray, Sounding, rolling, diving, leaping high above the sunlit sea… A joyous, ponderous ballet…

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Woomera

They came to find a better life far from a tyrant’s will But greetings in the ‘lucky country’ were a bitter pill, And guest accomodation in a place that’s hard to beat, Was out there with snakes and lizards, in the searing desert heat. But do not accuse me, stranger, for they do not speak for me, And though I am Australian, narrow men ignored my plea, We have thus been dishonoured and I hang my head in shame, That…

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Apocalypse

The throb of heavy engines rises swiftly to a roar, The brakes released; the asphalt strip unwinds, Airborne – she passes low above the surf along the shore, The island’s runway quickly drops behind. The bomber claws for altitude beneath the star-strewn sky Her name will bring a chill in years ahead, And whether it was right or wrong the world will wonder why And the weapon’s name will be intoned with dread. Some fifteen hundred miles north-west the history…

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Extinction

The ship snapped out of hyperdrive twelve thousand miles from earth The planet loomed immense upon the screen With gleaming ice at both the poles and white clouds ’round its girth.. A floating ball of blue and brown and green. The crescent of an ancient moon above the planet’s rim, Its face illumined by the brilliant sun, And craters from ten thousand rocks gave it a visage grim, Suggesting that it be a place to shun. ‘Magnification, number one! Let’s…

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Wonder

If the world should lose its savour And I cease to feel a thrill At the lorikeet’s bold beauty Or the magpie’s liquid trill… And I stand no more in awe to watch The lightning’s blinding light As the fury of the elements Illuminate the night… And I ponder not the universe Beyond the track of Mars To the wonder of the endless Empty void between the stars… Then draw the green sod o’er me And perhaps shed one small…

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