Alpha_7
05-12-2002, 12:30 AM
Ok, please bear in mind these are from an old archive... (Trusty old back up cd), check em out. Varying subject matter and quality.. some was serious some for fun..
THE TREE
By a river, in the brush
stood a tree in leafy hush.
which had been tere for
at least two centuries
It had seen the come and go
of the folk from long ago
back before the settlement
In eight-eight.
It had been there when the blacks
came to roam the great out-back
and listened to there stories
of the dreaming
But it never breathed a sigh
when the drovers passed it by
or when the sheep would
nibble at it's roots
But it stood with tall straight back
at the cattle mens whip crack
for it had seen the many
hardships of the road.
And when the diggers came
to own and stake their claim
it watched as men and
woman tryed their luck.
It had seen the steaming paddle
and the well worn saddle
as it stood and heard the
murky river gush
Those time are past and gone
but the river carries on
while all the trees are
being towed away.
And the tree is cut and varnished
it's brassy knockers tarnished
but it still remembers
times which have gone by
But even though it's dead
it holds it's loft head
and watches through the
window the people passing by.
Craig Goldsmith 96
The Beach
The beach mourned a lost soul
plantive plouring, clawing roaring
silent in hush, bubble and rush
churning, yerning smashing & crashing
thrashing lashing lashing lashing
strolling bowling rolling mountainous
peakind seeking foaming moaning
roaming .... the breeze whispers
‘Tis well ;‘Tis well
and the bumping slumping
shorline rests; deep breaths
and starts once more
Totem
It stood there silent
not moving
frozen fast against the elements
Time it had seen
and much of it
the rain, the wind
the Sun's bright rays
.... hasd matured it
It was old
a symbol of
civilization, or
what it had been
but now cold & weathered
lost in the vicious vegetation
It stood there silent
not moving
Craig Goldsmith July 97
THE TREE
By a river, in the brush
stood a tree in leafy hush.
which had been tere for
at least two centuries
It had seen the come and go
of the folk from long ago
back before the settlement
In eight-eight.
It had been there when the blacks
came to roam the great out-back
and listened to there stories
of the dreaming
But it never breathed a sigh
when the drovers passed it by
or when the sheep would
nibble at it's roots
But it stood with tall straight back
at the cattle mens whip crack
for it had seen the many
hardships of the road.
And when the diggers came
to own and stake their claim
it watched as men and
woman tryed their luck.
It had seen the steaming paddle
and the well worn saddle
as it stood and heard the
murky river gush
Those time are past and gone
but the river carries on
while all the trees are
being towed away.
And the tree is cut and varnished
it's brassy knockers tarnished
but it still remembers
times which have gone by
But even though it's dead
it holds it's loft head
and watches through the
window the people passing by.
Craig Goldsmith 96
The Beach
The beach mourned a lost soul
plantive plouring, clawing roaring
silent in hush, bubble and rush
churning, yerning smashing & crashing
thrashing lashing lashing lashing
strolling bowling rolling mountainous
peakind seeking foaming moaning
roaming .... the breeze whispers
‘Tis well ;‘Tis well
and the bumping slumping
shorline rests; deep breaths
and starts once more
Totem
It stood there silent
not moving
frozen fast against the elements
Time it had seen
and much of it
the rain, the wind
the Sun's bright rays
.... hasd matured it
It was old
a symbol of
civilization, or
what it had been
but now cold & weathered
lost in the vicious vegetation
It stood there silent
not moving
Craig Goldsmith July 97