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Aussie Outback. Rough and rugged winding coastline, between the oceans and the sea. Lost and lonely is the Outback,lacking sustenance to share.Arid Plains and Ancient Mountains, in a land remote and…Continue
Australia My Land,
one nation and free,
an island of beauty encircled by sea.
Great mountain ranges, deserts of gold,
mysterious secrets yet to be told.
Plains so extensive, rivers and gorges,
beauty and splendour a canvas it forges.
Snowcapped escarpments waterfall spun,
crystals of brilliance vibrate in the sun.
Birds in a spectrum of colour and light,
myriads of rainbows banking in flight.
My land, Australia,
much more to behold, an artistic canvas of
green, silver and gold.
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Maggie comes to Town.
He had flown across the mountain, because the water’s runnin’ low,
parched lands were increasing day by day.
He travelled to the city where the rivers were in flow,
found them pleasant and decided he might stay.
It was the Georges, where he landed, to have a look around,
found a lake with tall timber at its edge.
Sighing She-oaks spindled branches waving gently in the…Continue
Nestling in a desert wasteland
is this monolith of fame,
perhaps a creature quietly sleeping,
omniscient, oh! so tame.
Knowing all but seeing nothing
as many others pass it by
while it dwells in concentration…Continue
Naracoorte Nonsense ?
Two tiny steam engines following along
both of them singing their sweet little song,
sucking up dust, spreading to air,
the farmer must feel downhearted despair.
But no !
He is just - clover seed harvesting.
Collecting seeds, expelling some dust,…Continue