Francis Duggan Poems

The World keep getting smaller by the day
The ocean steals a piece of land away
An inch of coastline each month goes to sea
But ocean to land not an enemy.
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A hot and humid afternoon again
And disappointment for all of those who wish for rain
The day is still and scarce a puff of breeze
And a forecast high of 35 degrees.
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She smiled at me in such a friendly way
Saying isn't it a warm and pleasant day
A woman in her sixties one might say
She showed her years in wrinkles and in gray.
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Like ladder to the galaxy climbing upwards to the sky
The road to Gneeves bogland is narrow, rough and high
But from May to September much traffic up and down
To and from the flatlands that border Millstreet Town.
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I left my heart or did my heart leave me
Off Pleasant Street by Lake of Wendouree
Where I whiled hours of leisure time away
Just sitting in the shade on sunny sunday.
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The son of a high court judge his family never poor
And he in his late twenties is financially secure
A young man with a bright future he has a law degree
And he's already near the top of the high social tree.
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He hopped on lake shore pity the poor thing
As he could not fly he had a drooping wing
And the future look bleak for bird that cannoy fly
And one more silver gull condemned to die.
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The hills of Gippsland were so green but that was in September
And songbirds piping happy songs as well I might remember
But now the Gippsland hills are gray since sun changed the grass colour
And though the sun shines hot today this countryside looks duller.
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A pleasant though windy evening in early Summer
And the roses in the breezes nod and sway
I feel grateful for such a pleasant evening
It was so warm and humid yesterday.
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When I am gone on me don't waste a tear
For from where I lay your sobs I will not hear
And anyway tears never help the dead
So smile and think of better days ahead.
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