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"macquarie" poems
Endless dreaming wide brown land Floods and droughts in cycles come Long parched deserts they abound Along the shoreline civilizations found In horse and dray explorers roamed Harsh bushland coastal open plains Then the goldfields and coal seams Steamers plied their river trade Convict labour enshrined in chains Bushrangers encased in metal mail Laws and rules made across the sea So many generations that set us free Governors harsh like Macquarie The common people did not see On the sheep’s back we once did ride Gone now that Australian way Gone now our once countries pride Again owned and at outsiders behest Country strip mined foreign owned Where now the old call of mateship true Again the land owned and at outsiders behest Country strip mined and foreign owned Where again now the call of mateship true Could our cultures time truly be through Again the stain of religions from across the sea Creeping forcing change from deep inside within Even now words written such as these They use our very laws to gag and choke (If this offends anybody glad it served the purpose for which I wrote it ) (GE2014) https://www.facebook.com/SilmarilliansPoetry
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Jul 18, 2014
Jul 18, 2014 at 7:13 AM UTC
eccentric-enigma
Culture lost
Endless dreaming wide brown land Floods and droughts in cycles come Long parched deserts they abound Along the shoreline civilizations found In horse and dray explorers roamed Harsh bushland coastal open plains Then the goldfields and coal seams Steamers plied their river trade Convict labour enshrined in chains Bushrangers encased in metal mail Laws and rules made across the sea So many generations that set us free Governors harsh like Macquarie The common people did not see On the sheep’s back we once did ride Gone now that Australian way Gone now our once countries pride Again owned and at outsiders behest Country strip mined foreign owned Where now the old call of mateship true Again the land owned and at outsiders behest Country strip mined and foreign owned Where again now the call of mateship true Could our cultures time truly be through Again the stain of religions from across the sea Creeping forcing change from deep inside within Even now words written such as these They use our very laws to gag and choke (If this offends anybody glad it served the purpose for which I wrote it ) (GE2014) https://www.facebook.com/SilmarilliansPoetry
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Outside, cars drive by Revving their engines Tyres heaving and sighing Cicadas chirping a rhythmic tick in the park Crickets nearby, abuzz, filling the sound The Botanical Gardens lures the suntanned and glistened It is humid! So I’m told I sit at my desk. The helm of this wonderful building Residents drift in and out past me Offering sweet smiles and gestures Ibis visit, picking out the bugs of the terracotta façade Two Indian Myna Birds build a nest in the canopy I am mesmerised A rainbow light streams in across a beautiful artwork Did Mr Piano know that that this light beam would cut across the lobby for me to see? The keys are in order and checks done. Mr Reed got his paper. The building sits solid as the seasons pass. Breathing calmly as it’s heart beats for a very long time.
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May 26, 2024
May 26, 2024 at 11:59 PM UTC
one-andean-sky
The Macquarie Concierge 14.01.24
Outside, cars drive by Revving their engines Tyres heaving and sighing Cicadas chirping a rhythmic tick in the park Crickets nearby, abuzz, filling the sound The Botanical Gardens lures the suntanned and glistened It is humid! So I’m told I sit at my desk. The helm of this wonderful building Residents drift in and out past me Offering sweet smiles and gestures Ibis visit, picking out the bugs of the terracotta façade Two Indian Myna Birds build a nest in the canopy I am mesmerised A rainbow light streams in across a beautiful artwork Did Mr Piano know that that this light beam would cut across the lobby for me to see? The keys are in order and checks done. Mr Reed got his paper. The building sits solid as the seasons pass. Breathing calmly as it’s heart beats for a very long time.
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