Where Suburbia The Woodland Meet Poem by Francis Duggan

The pink flowers bloom on the camellia tree
And blossoms on pittosporums gray to white
And on the old gum bordering Bayview Road
The magpie fluting in the warm sunlight.

On cypress branch the gold billed blackbird sing
He pipes the same notes over and again
Some say birdsong's a territorial thing
Whilst others say their songs tell us of rain.

At noon on bright and warm September day
The cars to and from Belgrave pass up and down
What is a wooded and rural looking place
Is but a stone throw from the nearest town.

The day is still there's scarce a puff of breeze
Here where suburbia the high woodlands meet
The blooms of Spring and birdsong all around
Three hundred metres from Belgrave's noisy street.

The beauty of this place painters inspired
Tom Roberts, Arthur Streeton and Fred Williams lived near
Their paintings still hang on the gallery walls
Though the painters have been dead for many years.

The day is warm there's scarce a puff of breeze
Here where suburbia and the high woodlands meet
And Aussie magpie and blackbird are in song
Just a stone throw from Belgrave's noisy street.