Poems

Last Verse Now a stream may be a lady, Or a gentleman serene, Who, by sunlit ways and shady, Graces many a sylvan scene, But that […]

Laura Days Dreaming to-day in a forest green Where the great gums rake the sky, My thoughts turn back to another scene And to old days, […]

Leg Theory Oh, what a pleasant game is life When we are bravely batting And glorying in skill and strife. We scorn defensive patting As Fate […]

Lines from a Canberra Stamp Lady of the ample charms, With a housemaid’s hefty arms, Why wave you that fish-bone high ‘Gainst Canberra’s murky sky? Lady […]

Listeners Luck “My sort,” she sez, “don’t meet no fairy prince.” I can’t ‘elp ‘earin’ part uv wot was said While I am sortin’ taters in […]

Lullaby You are much too big to dandle, And I will not leave the candle. Go to sleep. You are growing naughty, rather, And I’ll have […]

Mar “‘Er pore dear Par.” she sez, “‘e kept a store”; An’ then she weeps an’ stares ‘ard at the floor. “‘Twas thro’ ‘is death,” she […]

March Flies Now comes the time when we douse flies With various kinds of sprays – The sand flies, and the house flies, And the flies […]

March of Memories Left, right – left, right . . . We march today for memories (the grizzled Digger said) Memories of lost dreams and comrades […]

Morning Glory Singing morning has begun. Where the wooded ranges run To far summits, there the snow Lingers yet. But down below In the quiet, green-girt […]