Ali Eckermann

(1963 - / Kaurna / Australia)

poet Ali Eckermann

Ali Eckermann Poems

1. Thunder raining poison 4/20/2018
2. Black Deaths In Custody 4/20/2018
3. WILD FLOWERS 4/20/2018
4. TEARS FOR MUM 4/20/2018
5. 2 PELICANS 4/20/2018
6. YANKUNYTJATJARA LOVE POEMS 4/20/2018
7. SHELLS 4/20/2018
8. I TELL YA TRUE 4/20/2018
9. INTERVENTION ALLIES 4/20/2018
10. A PARABLE 4/20/2018
11. KUMANA 4/20/2018
12. FIRST TIME (I MET MY GRANDMOTHER) 4/20/2018
13. RIBBONS 4/20/2018
14. 40-YEAR LEASES 4/20/2018
15. A PROMISE 4/20/2018
16. ONE CHILD TWO CHILD WAILING AND WILD 4/20/2018
17. TOWN CAMP 4/20/2018
18. KULILA (LISTEN) 4/20/2018
19. MARRAKAI 4/20/2018
20. TARZAN 4/20/2018
21. GRADE ONE PRIMARY 4/20/2018
22. AYERS ROCK / ULURU 4/20/2018
23. 2 Pelicans 5/2/2012
24. 40-Year Leases 5/2/2012
25. A Parable 5/2/2012
26. Yankunytjatjara Love Poems 5/2/2012
27. Wild Flowers 5/2/2012
28. Tarzan 5/2/2012
29. One Child Two Child Wailing And Wild 5/2/2012
30. Ribbons 5/2/2012
31. Shells 5/2/2012
32. First Time (I Met My Grandmother) 5/2/2012
33. Marrakai 5/2/2012
34. Town Camp 5/2/2012
35. Intervention Allies 5/2/2012
36. Kulila (Listen) 5/2/2012
37. Kumana 5/2/2012
38. Ayers Rock / Uluru 5/2/2012
39. A Promise 5/2/2012

Comments about Ali Eckermann

  • Lyn Paul Lyn Paul (10/18/2019 9:52:00 PM)

    Congratulations Ali. Love your Poet's Page and your work.
    . A truly amazing journey so far. Good luck with the next venture.

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Best Poem of Ali Eckermann

A Promise

She gives him a cloud of parrots
He expects her to peel the carrots
She gives him a safari cruise
He expects her to hide the bruise
She gives him a blue magic rabbit
He expects her to feed his habit.

He gives her a kicking horse
She expects his true remorse
He gives her a rotting plum
She expects a little freedom
He gives her his silver spoon
She expects she’ll kill him soon.

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A Parable

Interventionists are coming interventionists are coming
the cries echo through the dusty community
as the army arrive in their chariots.

Parents and children race for the sand hills
burying the tommy axes and the rifela
hiding in abandoned cars
along the fence line.

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