By Alice Guerin Crist (1927) Last night, when I was listenin’ Alone, to wind and rain, He took the chair beside me, Himself - come home again. His...

by James Devaney    Because I went the lone ways Among the tall trees, Because I loved the blue days, The bird melodies, Deemed you I did our love...

by Eva Mary O'Doherty    The voices of the spring are calling Among the green hills far away; The flitting lights and shades are falling O’er skies of soft...

by Howarde Tilse From the distant village Comes the throb of a native drum, And savage voices Chanting through the trees. A full moon Crystalises...

by Peter Austen     The blue waves break along the shore, How blue, how blue the summer skies! Somewhere in France two brave blue eyes Lie closed for...

by Zora Cross     Oh, bury me in books when I am dead, Fair quarto leaves of ivory and gold, And silk octavos, bound in brown and red, That tales of...

BRISBANE City of the seven hills and the high-lord Sun,Cool with jade gums, hot with Poinsettia's flame-tongued blooms,Circled by sheening river, as...

by Llywelyn Lucas      The wings of the great dark angel – I heard them brushing, I heard them brushing but thank God not by me, And the tide of battle...

Dark Road                      By James Devaney(1939) I will be your stay When the feet falter. I will be your stay When the tears blind. Love will sweeten yet Though...

                             By Kathleen Watson  When all the world awoke, I remembered we were happy, how tenderly you spoke;I remembered every word you ever said-I remembered you...

  by Edgar Holt    From "Fiammetta" ….Sleep like the morning tide rolls out leaving me naked on a barren shore. Sharply I hear a newsboy shout, and the...

by Gwen Belson Taylor    ….And somewhere is the sky still blue And the sun poignant on the morning dew As then….. And the white sea birds overhead...

  Farewell, old hills! No more my feet shall tread you To find the dingo’s den or emu’s nest; Beneath the eucalypts that overspread you,  No...

by Paula Fitzgerald    Today I laid me down beside my dear, And scanned the beauty of his sleeping face: I knew him mine,  not separate, but near- We...

by Peter Miles    In the suntime came love, with the spray of the wind in her hair and a song in her eyes. Out of love issued life. In the suntime came...

By Grace Perry[1]. The air was hushed with voiceless loveliness That trembled on the crystal brink of song, While waiting flowers drooped their heads...

by Arthur Wade    If when I'm gone you chance to think of me, Think not, I beg, that I am far away, But that from near-by shades I still can see And...

by E.M.England    Other lovers will have found it now, Or, over-run with undergrowth and bough, It may lie list'ning to the surf's mild thunder-        I...

Rain at Dusk   Rain past my window, bursting into sprayon roof, in guttering. With shining feetchildren come in and splash, their voices sweetin the...

Remembering            by June Saunders  The silver sequins that are starsEmbroidering the blackOf velvet cloth o’night are spoilsOf magic pedlar-pack. Yet I would...

 by Paul L Grano      Age will not dull your eyes when mine are dim; morning will flush your cheeks though night is grim;   spring-light will tint your hair when...

by Zora Cross      I had not dreamed that life could be so fair, Until you kissed its meaning into me, And sent my soul along its airy lea To find a...

by Eva Mary O'Doherty    An Australian Love Song By Fate's strong hand I am hurled away To the distance, blue and dim, From the love and light of thy...

The Lonely Woman    Where the ironbarks are hanging leaves disconsolate and pale,   Where the wild vines o’er the ranges their spilt cream of blossom...

by Peter Austen                Somewhere in France he lies- Above his head the scarlet poppies blow, And silver moons have bloomed and still will bloom; Somewhere...

by June Saunders   From Tinsel…Tinsel (The scene, a university ball, ca 1938) Bright eyes has Folly, lips that laugh and lure‑ At eight! . . . Dinner...

by E. Maurice Little       A scarlet rose that once was gay,  And doubtless made some garden fair: But faded now-its beauty gone; Yet though it lay, as time...

By Alex Lire[1] One day I laughed by a careless stream And felt the birds in my heart, The beauty was that of a witch’s dream, A cloud, a wind, a...

To My Parents         by Paula FItzgerald  And so,This love of theirsWill sweeten all our daysOn through the years —So that when sorrow comes — if come it must...

Two triolets[1]                by June Saunders  Triolet, 1934 Blue as a blossom-cup the skyLeans over; and the world is still,Steeped in a drowsy gold.   On...

  Wanted a husband,--there's plenty, 'tis said, All through the district, who wish to get wed; Dark men and fair men, and little and tall-- Some with...

                          By Kathleen Watson (1941) Because I love you all the world is mine,though you are not. Therefore I do not pine to have you hold me in your arms, nor...