Lets hear some Aussie Bush Poetry

[The BigFella]

Early to Rise for the day has begun!

Early to rise with jobs to do,
Breakfast was quick as the air was cold!
Off up the paddock I muster the dogs,
While Dad drives the cattle towards the yards to be sold!

Collect the eggs then feed the chooks,
The days are long when you live in the bush!
Chop some wood for mum’s old stove,
My little brothers asleep I’ll give him a push!

We travel through rain, sleet and the dry,
Or ride to school atop Dad’s mare!
Our trips to school were often left wanting,
As we watched the water buffalo, stop and stare!

Although our lives as we knew them were lost,
For the white fella brought many changes!
They’re intentions were good or so we were told,
But for us, we were roaming the ranges!

By: Jacob Forrest
May 2010

[The BigFella]

The Drover’s old blue mate!


He served none else than Peter Meehan,
His master and his friend.
A comradeship wove of the bush
To last unto the end.
Mute faith in one, a friendship bond,
In rugged ranges where
A loneliness prevailed the scene,
Just man and dog to share!

They shared each others humble way,
The way of bush law treading.
Beneath Australia’s sunny skies,
Beneath the tree ferns bending.
Along the ranges beside the stream,
A way of life transcending.

Until the end, the bitter end,
Though dumb in canine way
He wove a story of the bush that
We respect today.
He served to mould a history, though
Little was he known.
He rests beside this mountain stream
Beneath these slabs of stone!


-S J Treasure
1964

[threedogs]

Not my cup of tea but wrote this in 03 for some reason, still got me beat why.

THE RIVER by TD

Just staring at the campfire
I've often wondered why'
whats happened over the years
as the river flows slowly by

This truly is the meaning of life
as God has testified,
for without this mighty river,
all things would surely die.

Like the river redgums
and the flood plains further down
theres life along this river
'and its easy to be found

There are fish Rex taught us how to catch,
where roo's come down to drink,
but when ts gone,
it'll be too late for the bureaucrats to think

They buggered up the Snowy
and the Coopers next to go,
but when all the historys gone
we'll have nothing left to show

So enjoy this mighty river
whilst you have the chance,
go sit down by your campfire
and watch the river dance.

[Blownlc]

I really like that threedogs! I hear ya!

[stevogq]

brilliant 3d sounds like youve been writing for years great poem mate

[threedogs]

Yeah thanks was having a moment , like when you can stare at a campfire for hours and not say a word, same as sitting on top af the cliffs watching the waves smash into the rocks. who knows might have another one in me after cod opening.LOL

[stevogq]

will be a great one with cod and the mighty murry

[The BigFella]

the Murray Cod or "GooDoo" and the River Murray are both very majestic creatures in their own right!
To experience their regal beauty side by side is simply awesome!

[The BigFella]

"The boy stood on the burning deck with a pocket full of crackers,,,,

,,,,,,, one fell down beneath the deck and blew off both his knackers!

[The BigFella]

"Mary had a little lamb, it's fleece was black as charcoal,,,,,
,,,,, everytime it jumped the fence, you could see its little arsehole!


"Mary had a little lamb, the kids all used to heckle,,,,,
,,,,,, evertime it jumped the fence you could see its little freckle!