My Home Australia, Poetry by David J Delaney

Genre…..Australian Bush Poetry, Society, Rhyme, Life

My Home Australia
by David J Delaney

This is Australia my home,
where beast and human freely roam,
where termite mounds have stood for years
and country pubs serve ice cold beers.

Where droughts seem like they’ll never end
while in the sky some hawks descend,
then pick the bones of calf or lamb,
they died where once was a full dam.

Where farmers kick the dust and rock
how long can they stay on their block?
and pray one day the rain will come
then hardships might be overcome.

Where with the rains the landscapes change,
from dry salt pans to mountain range,
the waterways they now disperse,
within a country so diverse

Where fingers stretching through this land
are filling all the beds of sand,
and soak the ground right to its core,
the channels come alive once more

Where gathered by the creeks and streams
comes forth the noise of howls and screams,
from pink galahs and cockatoo,
some dingo’s, flocks of emus too.

Where flowers wake from their long sleep
soon through the cracks they’ll slowly creep
and show their reds and orange hues
with yellows, whites and varied blues.

A sea of colour all around,
A festive scene is all abound,
then rest beneath a starry dome,
This is Australia my home.

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