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The Nellies.

THE NELLIES Australian historians, though having penned the tales about our nation's bushrangers, who mostly were all males, did somehow fail recording facts on one outlandish gang, who sneered at all authority and didn't give a hang. They t...
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Harry's challenge 20/9

Distant memories, like ghost gums Just grow more gracious every year. It’s grand to bring them back to life On the veranda with a beer. Peaceful silence and mountain views When the golden wattle’s ablaze. Surrounding scenery’s one key To bri...
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YOUNGER DAYS. Prompts from 20/09/2019 to 6/10/2019.

YOUNGER DAYS. Below the open country sky, where the tall ghost-gums grew, lie distant memories of a home with a mountain view. On the front veranda was my favourite place to be, was there I’d gaze for hours at the surrounding scenery. I woul...
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Hi from Bargara

G;day Folks. I was born in the Queensland border town of Goondiwindi and, as my dad was a banker, his work took us to a number of towns throughout Queensland. I received my education to Junior level and then tried my hand at various occupations ...
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WHEN THE THIRTY THREE CAME HOME.

WHEN THE THIRTY THREE CAME HOME. There were hundreds on the tarmac as the thirty three came home and they watched the flag draped coffins carried from the aerodrome, For so many it was closure after fifty years of pain as remains of long lost l...
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Welcome to our four new members.

A very warm welcome to our latest Members, Robyn, Genevieve, Petmar6, Rossco and Therese. Please feel free to join in our discussions and or create some of your own. Hoping your time with us is extremely pleasant. Cheers....
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WRITERS PROMPTS. From 20/09/2019 to 6/10/2019.

Writers challenge, from, 20/09/2019 to 6/10/2019. A varied bunch of prompts to choose from, writers. I’m sure that you all know the drill, select any or all of them. . Distant memories. Ghost-gums. Golden wattle. Magpies. Mountain view. Pe...
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The Road To Nowhere

The Road To Nowhere It’s on the road to nowhere good, or so the locals say, with flam’en corrugation three-foot-high there all the way. Despite though what the knockers say, I love the place you know and often set up camp out there – just near ...
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Everything's Broken

I woke up this morning to rain on the old tin roof. But when I looked out the window, under the blazing sun. Just pain and despair, next week it will be a year since we had a drop here. Everything's broken, and drifting apart. Like the smoke in th...
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YOUNG CHERRY FESTIVAL POETS BREAKFAST

The annual Young Cherry Festival is on this weekend 2-3 December and will be conducting their usual Bush Poets Breakfast with featured poets Robyn Sykes, John Peel & yours truly. If your in the area pop in and say hello-you may even want to take ...
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Harry's Sep challenge 2 ....Harry, playing with rhythm and wrote this 10, 8, 11. Is that ok or not consistent with ABP guidelines

Be you a pauper or a millionaire, a swagman or more debonair, The road to nowhere should hold for you no fear. River red gum trees provide mottled shade along that road with gentle grade. It’s a corrugated road that has no peer. Tragica...
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JOURNEYS. (Prompts from 6/09/2019 to 20/09/2019.)

JOURNEYS. Through the early morning shadows of the gnarly, Red-Gum trees, flows a corrugated surface of the river from a breeze. It seems on the road to nowhere, as a swagman on the move, while both pass by serendipity and each has nought to p...
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Harry's Sep challenge ......Took me a while this time to work out how to use all the prompts. Calling it a senior's episode

The swagman stopped and peered ahead, Judging where the road to nowhere led. A corrugated rough dirt track, When trod on gave you no way back. Gum trees all cast morning shadows, In the distance where the vista narrows. But serendipity, he kn...
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Writers Prompts from 6/09/2019 to 20/09/2019.

The prompts for this September 6/09/2019 to 20/09/2019 are: Apple pie. Corrugated. Empty pockets. Gum trees. Morning shadows. Nothing to prove. Road to nowhere. Serendipity. Swagman. Quite a mixed bag here to contend with, writers, and ...
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BUSH-FIRE.

I posted this old poem earlier on-site when on the topic of Black Saturday, but it disappeared for some reason. Recently you may have noticed a couple of spammers on site, they have been reported to our webmaster, Ric Raftis, who I'm sure will disp...
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HOME-SWEET-CHARITY.

This poem was also prompted by the ABPA site, but it's not a reflection of myself. HOME-SWEET-CHARITY. Before hypnotic somnolence and slurping of the beer, I put this question to myself, “What am I doing here?” The answer bec...
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Old Mates Last Forever

Seeing I haven't had time to write much at the moment, here's my homework poem from APBA Hope the first stanza doesn’t sound too morbid – it’s not meant to be. I could go on and on with other mates I’ve known. Old Mates Are Forever I’ve be...
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JOE'S DREAM.

This is a story about my late and much-admired brother in law. JOE'S DREAM. It was the year of fifty-six and Joe was just nineteen, when this lanky city kid, headed for the country scene. Where he’d go he didn’t know but took a westward cours...
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THE NEIGHBOUR FROM HELL. (Prompts from 22/08/2019 to 6/09/2019)

THE NEIGHBOUR FROM HELL. If it’s once in a blue moon, then it must be something rare. That’s not so for Billy Baird when his raucous fills the air. For this silver-haired old codger doesn’t give a single hoot; from when an ankle biter, he gave ...
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Harrys challenge 2

Because pewter and silver would melt in the heat, Beelzebub drinks his beer from a cup. He has scores of ankle biters roaming round hell Whose job is to keep topping him up. They sing unpleasant melodies, Satan’s own notes, Getting them right...
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