A CHRISTMAS POEM
Showing posts with label Australian poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Australian poems. Show all posts
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Friday, April 9, 2010
THERE IS AN ISLAND NORTH OF QUEENSLAND...
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THERE IS AN ISLAND NORTH OF QUEENSLAND,
FROM THE WORLD SO FAR AWAY,
NATIVE CHILDREN PLAY ON BEACHES,
LAUGHING IN THE FOAMING SPRAY.
UNDER PALM TREES, IN THE WATERS,
PEOPLE GATHER FOOD AND STAY,
EATING, CHATTING, ALL TOGETHER,
WITH CIVIL’SATION FAR AWAY.
IN THEIR WORLD, SO QUAINT AND CARING,
ALL-SUSTAINING IN ITS WAY
AND THEIR ELDERS WITH THEIR DREAMING,
THEIR OWN TRADITION, IS THEIR WAY.
PASSED ALONG THROUGH GENERATIONS,
ALL THEIR WISDOM IN THEIR SAY,
WHO WANTS A CULTURE THAT’S SO ALIEN,
AND LIVING IN ANOTHER WAY?
KEEP YOUR RUGGED WORLD, YOU WHITE MAN,
FAR AWAY FROM US YOU STAY,
DO NOT ENCROACH, REMAIN IN DISTANCE,
LET US LIVE LIFE IN OUR WAY!
Peter Frederick
http://www.peterfrederick.org
http://www.life-on-the-road.com
Saturday, March 6, 2010
OH NO - NOT ANOTHER LIMERICK!
My wife cannot cook – it is terrible,
a crime to humanity, veritable.
Smoking burnt crust
I eat with disgust,
And find this life hardly bearable.
http://www.peterfrederick.org
http://www.life-on-the-road.com
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