Rustic Rhymes – The Bushfire

  The Bushfire by Lorna Madson (C) The thick smoke heaved towards the sky, And the wind, twirled it up through the clouds, It made the daylight dim and gloomy, Covering the sun with shrouds. In comparison the flames were brilliant, As they leapt and jumped and played, Their constant movement never lulled, Pure energy
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Home

Home – by Lorna Madson Have you ever sat out on a hot summer night, Swatting at flies and mosquitoes alike, And wondered why on earth you live where you do, But knowing all along nowhere else would ever do? It’s a strange thing that binds us to what we call home, Even if mostly
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The Good Life by Lorna Madson

The Good Life It’s called the good life though I’m not sure why, The taxman and the elements sure can try, To break a man’s spirit when all else seems fine, To the body of this country, farming’s the spine.   To most farmers it’s all they’ve ever known, And they’ll tell of good and
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Shearing – by Lorna Madson

I thought it was time for another poem as seeing as a few farmers around here have been shearing, I thought this was appropriate. Enjoy.   Shearing – by Lorna Madson I still recall shearing at Dad’s place, All those early starts, Learning to skirt the fleeces, Pulling off the daggy parts. I remember Dad
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The Storm by Lorna Madson

We have been having plenty of storms this harvest so it seemed fitting for me to share this next poem with you.       The Storm by Lorna Madson As the storm clouds gather and the thunder rolls about, The wind drops off, it’ll rain there’s no doubt, The question is how much we
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Xmas Shopping

This weekend just gone, I went with a friend to Perth where we shopped for 47 kids for our local Christams Tree. We are going down in numbers but for a 5 house country town we still get a massive turnout each year with past and present folks. It’s the 86th Christmas Tree in a
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Australiana – Poem by Lorna Madson

It’s been a while since i’ve put up another poem but I was talking with someone who really enjoyed the poem in Heart of Gold. But for the book we had to shorten it and could only use a few select verses. So now I’d like to share the proper version with you. Enjoy. (Sorry
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The Drought

The Drought – by Lorna Madson When the rain doesn’t come when it ought to, You start hand feeding the sheep, The grain and hay you’d stored away, And the dams don’t look as deep. As the weeks drag slowly by, And there’s still no sign of rain, Things get worse each time you look,
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The Alarm

Here’s a good one for the mums. The Alarm The alarm goes off as it does every morning, You climb out of bed, stretching and yawning, This is an alarm you can not ignore, If you did they’d break down the bedroom door. By the time you get there they’ve started fighting, You pull up
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The 9th of March

By Lorna Madson It started to rain on the 9th of March, Far too early for the season to break, It rained all day and all that night, It rained for the rest of that week. The creeks all came up and flooded the paddocks, The dams burst their banks and let go, Hundreds of
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