Francis Duggan Poems

I feel happy to be with Nature alone in the wood by the hill
When the white backed magpie on the tall gum he opens his sivery bill
And pipes his own natural music so beautiful free flowing and clear
His wonderful song it is timeless and something quite pleasant to hear,
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I said my better rhyming days are gone
But he urged me to keep on penning on
You may be many years beyond your prime
But you are never too old for to rhyme
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So much to love about in Nature and every day something new we see
Though little i seem to know of her for her secrets she hides from me
But now and then i get a quick glimpse into her beautiful soul
When she is calm and in a relaxed mood and her stronger feelings are under control.
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In Ballarat in lake of Wendouree
So many water birds at all times one does see
The musk duck and the black duck and moorhen
Live in small family groups of four to ten
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People who do disappoint me too seem disappointed with me
Perhaps 'tis our way of thinking we look at life differently
We have much different interests little in common we share
You show some people a rabbit they will tell you 'tis a hare.
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Chained to a timber post in the backyard of a house to where i live nearby
All through the night in the calm air he howls to the starry sky
His prolonged and continuous howling does not allow me to sleep
I must have sown the seeds of bad karma if this is the karma i reap.
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Though good memories of him with motor racing fans will live on
He cannot be brought back to life he physically has gone
From the cares of life his car crashed into a tree
And as for his co driver how lucky is he
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He died as a young man did not grow old and gray
Hung himself with his stockwhip long with the dead he lay
He would have developed into a great poet those who know of poetry say
But with sadness weighing him down in life he lost his way.
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His heart is full of stress by stress he is weighed down
The one known as sad faced Dan the saddest one in town
He never laugh or smile he never crack a joke
He must not like the World he seems a sad poor bloke
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The sun is brightly shining the frogs sing in pond and drain
These shy and tiny amphibians their songs tell us of rain
And Spring is all around me the beauty of the Spring
The wattles in their yellow flowers the birds whistle and sing.
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