A Death in the Bush (Henry Kendall Poems)
The hut was built of bark and shrunken slabs,That wore the marks of many rains, and showedDry flaws wherein had ...
Poems about droughts (21 Poems)
That There Dog O’ Mine (Henry Lawson Poems)
Macquarie the shearer had met with an accident. To tell the truth, he had been in a drunken row at ...
‘GS’ [or the Fourth Cook] (Henry Lawson Poems)
He has notions of Australia from the tales that he's been told-Land of leggings and revolvers, land of savages and ...
Trust In God (Janet Hamilton Poems)
Thus God hath said: Unblessed is he Who makes an arm of flesh his trust;Whose heart departs from God shall see His ...
By Hut, Homestead And Shearing Shed, (Henry Lawson Poems)
By hut, homestead and shearing shed,By railroad, coach and track-By lonely graves where rest the dead,Up-Country and Out-Back:To where beneath ...
Never, Never Land (Henry Lawson Poems)
By hut, homestead and shearing shed,By railroad, coach and track-By lonely graves where rest the dead,Up-Country and Out-Back:To where beneath ...
The Coranna (Thomas Pringle Poems)
Fast by his wild resounding RiverThe listless Coran lingers ever;Still drives his heifers forth to feed,Soothed by the gorrah's humming ...
Psalm I. (Henry King Poems)
The man is blest whose feet not tread,By wicked counsailes led:Nor stands in that perverted way,In which the Sinners stray;Nor ...
The Day Of The Daughter Of Hades (George Meredith Poems)
IHe who has looked upon EarthDeeper than flower and fruit,Losing some hue of his mirth,As the tree striking rock at ...
Old Town Types No.17- Mr Bodge the Banker (C J Dennis Poems)
Mr Bodge, the banker, was a power in the land;His city bank had granted him an autocratic hand; For our ...
Country Towns – Boort (C J Dennis Poems)
She knows the Mallee's tragedy Of thwarted hope, of pain,Of promise wrecked, when weak men flee And strong men pray ...
A Felicitous Life (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
His old age fell on years of abundant harvest. There were no earthquakes, droughts or floods. It seemed as if ...
A Sign-Seeker (Thomas Hardy Poem)
I MARK the months in liveries dank and dry, The day-tides many-shaped and hued; I see the nightfall shades subtrude, ...
Would that it was pouring (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Would that it was pouring ample water raining down from heaven all over the earth Would that the droughts were ...
Self Communion (Anne Bronte Poem)
'The mist is resting on the hill; The smoke is hanging in the air; The very clouds are standing still: ...
The Good Man (Gwendolyn Brooks Poems)
The good man. He is still enhancer, renouncer. In the time of detachment, in the time of the vivid heather ...
Saltbush Bill’s Gamecock (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
'Twas Saltbush Bill, with his travelling sheep, was making his way to town; He crossed them over the Hard Times ...
On Kiley’s Run (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
The roving breezes come and go On Kiley's Run, The sleepy river murmurs low, And far away one dimly sees ...
Under the Shadow of Kiley’s Hill (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
This is the place where they all were bred; Some of the rafters are standing still; Now they are scattered ...
My Country (Dorothea MacKellar Poems)
My Country The love of field and coppice Of green and shaded lanes, Of ordered woods and gardens Is running ...
My Country (Dorothea Mackeller Poems)
My Country The love of field and coppice Of green and shaded lanes, Of ordered woods and gardens Is running ...