The workers again they are marching two hundred thousand in Melbourne today

And o’er the volcanic cliffs in the clear and sunny skyThe Pacific and silver gulls call as they fly.The surfers in their wet suits the towering waves rideAnd the smell of the sea weed washed in by the tideAnd the giant waves crash where the sea breakers roarOn the volcanic rocks by the cliffs on…

And everyone who dies in war is one too many whether it be soldier or civilian is the one to fallIt should not matter all people are equal and a soldier too is human after all.Armies are still invading other Countries and this is the twenty first centuryAs long as we are ruled by ruthless…

It cannot be love if it’s not felt by twoBut that’s only my opinion there are many whoSay if you love someone and she does not love youThat despite the lack of response that love is so trueBut it cannot be love if it aches you to your heart’s coreThat the one you profess to…

On this pleasant morning in MayOn hedgerows and bushesThe robins and thrushesAre singing to welcome the day.A red sun re-bornOn this summer mornAnd all of god’s creatures feel gladBut I feel downheartedSince my dog life departedFor he was the one friend I had.My dog’s name was skimperHe died of distemperDeath took him my four legged…

The wild birds are singing in the wooded glenYoung poet where is your notebook and where is your pen.But the birds in the glen you will surely not hearWhilst you sit with your mates in the pub drinking beerYou are in the pub until ten every nightAnd whilst out with your mates you don’t have…

I climb the high paddock that skirts the woodlandAlone with Nature my old dog and me.I feel a deep love for this grand old countryFrom the high ground such splendid sceneryA pleasant day with sporadic spells of sunshineThe better things in life are always free.The rufous whistler whistling in the woodlandPipe much the same notes…