skuthorp
12-11-2002, 08:09 PM
BUSH CHRISTMAS
by David Martin (Ludwig Destinyi, a Spanish Civil War vet and refugee migrant to Australia in 1948)
Stuffed with pudding to his gizzard
Uncle James lets out a snore,
Auntie Flo sprawls like a lizzard
On the back verandah floor.
Grandpa Aub sits with a flaggon
On the woodheap 'neath the gums,
And he thinks hes seen a dragon
Where the pigs are munching plums
Cousin Val and Cousin Harry,
Cousin May and Cousin Fred,
Play the goat with Dulce and Larry
By the creek below the shed.
In the scrub the cows are drowsing,
Dogs are dreaming in the shade,
Fat and white, the mare is browsing,
Cropping softly, blade by blade.
It is hot. Mosquitos whirring.
Uncle James rubs his knee:
"Flo" he whispers, "are you stirring?
Its near time to get the tea".
Let's hope we all can have a peaceful and safe christmas or holiday season as you prefer, and return refreshed and enthusiastic in the New Year.
I'll be thinking of you while on the beach on xmas day!
From Jeff and Anne Cole.
(Here's a bit more Bush Poetry.)
http://www.uq.edu.au/~mlwham/banjo/
http://www.acn.net.au/articles/lawson/index.htm
http://home.vicnet.net.au/~ozlit/hompoets.html
[ 12-11-2002, 11:41 PM: Message edited by: skuthorp ]
by David Martin (Ludwig Destinyi, a Spanish Civil War vet and refugee migrant to Australia in 1948)
Stuffed with pudding to his gizzard
Uncle James lets out a snore,
Auntie Flo sprawls like a lizzard
On the back verandah floor.
Grandpa Aub sits with a flaggon
On the woodheap 'neath the gums,
And he thinks hes seen a dragon
Where the pigs are munching plums
Cousin Val and Cousin Harry,
Cousin May and Cousin Fred,
Play the goat with Dulce and Larry
By the creek below the shed.
In the scrub the cows are drowsing,
Dogs are dreaming in the shade,
Fat and white, the mare is browsing,
Cropping softly, blade by blade.
It is hot. Mosquitos whirring.
Uncle James rubs his knee:
"Flo" he whispers, "are you stirring?
Its near time to get the tea".
Let's hope we all can have a peaceful and safe christmas or holiday season as you prefer, and return refreshed and enthusiastic in the New Year.
I'll be thinking of you while on the beach on xmas day!
From Jeff and Anne Cole.
(Here's a bit more Bush Poetry.)
http://www.uq.edu.au/~mlwham/banjo/
http://www.acn.net.au/articles/lawson/index.htm
http://home.vicnet.net.au/~ozlit/hompoets.html
[ 12-11-2002, 11:41 PM: Message edited by: skuthorp ]