Francis Duggan Beautiful Poems

In the blue sky just a few specks of gray
In the evening of a beautiful day
Though last night it rained and more rain on the way
And that more rain is needed 'twould be fair to say
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She sees things of beauty in all that she see
And what's beautiful to her seems ugly to me
What to her is a flower to me is a weed
We do seem so different so different indeed.
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She has little money to enjoy or spend
But to other people she is a good friend
To help out her poverty line neighbours she goes out of her way
And for her assistance she never asks for pay.
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The bluebells adorn the ditch of the bohreen
And on the hedgerows and in leafy groves of Dereen
The songbirds are singing in the dawning gray
Just before sunrise on a beautiful day
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A Beautiful evening in March in the early Fall
The magpies are fluting the corellas call
And the red wattlebirds on the blossoming trees
Their loud cacklings carrying in the freshening breeze.
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A beautiful day in Winter with warmth in the sunlight
And the clouds in the blue sky so woolly like and white
And the white backed magpie piping on high branch of tall pine tree
A great day for to be alive and life's okay with me.
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Perhaps she is one who is not free of guile
But she is one who has such a beautiful smile
And a beautiful smile carries one a long way
It does more for one than words can ever say,
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The high woods are bathed in sunshine it is such a beautiful day
The rufous whistler he is whistling his song to his identity a give away
His kind often whistle before rain and storm perhaps a change in the weather is near
One knows it will rain in warm Summer weather when the songs of the birds one does hear
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The moon did appear from behind dark clouds
Only again for to steal out of sight
And boobook owl called in the Parkland
His voice echoing in the calm night.
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'Tis surely an Earthly Utopia Killarney by the Pacific sea
In the sunlit park by saltwater the magpie lark calls out pee wee
Between Warrnambool and Port Fairy where Nature's beauty and peace reside
Where the oystercatchers can be heard piping above the din of the incoming tide
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With a forecast high of twenty one degrees
A beautiful evening of sunshine and breeze
On the trees and bushes birds whistle and sing
With only five days left of the calendar Spring
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A beautiful March day in Autumn the sun shining bright in the clear sky
The silver billed magpie is piping and white butterflies in the park fly
The magpie larks searching for slugs and insects from time to time call out pee wee
Familiar in their song and habits and birds that one often does see
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The flies are buzzing in the sunshine and the little dark brown honeybees
Are busily gathering nectar from the flowers of the blossoming trees
On a beautiful day in October of around 27 degrees
And Nature she is at her calmest with only a very faint breeze
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The lorikeets chirp on the flowering gum trees it is such a beautiful day
And through the sunlit gardens the butterflies flit tiny dark spots on their wings of gray
The parklands and gardens lovely in their flowers and only a slight Summer breeze
The temperatures perfect for the time of year a tad over twenty degrees.
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The camellias bloom in Winter when the skies are cold and gray
When the sun shines at it's weakest and the Spring seems far away
Each tree an individual by the shade of flowers they bear
An avenue of camellias of one shade of flowers more often than not rare.
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In her early eighties one who is carefree
A beautiful person in her I do see
I like her for the person she appears to be
And I like her because she is so nice to me
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Like a beautiful pink camellia that's how you appear to me
That bloom in chilly August on it's dark green mother tree
So bright and fresh and pretty in the wintery wind and rain
That's how you've always looked to me and that's how you will remain.
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The beautiful azalea is a woody shrub that never grows into a tree
But the pink flowers on the azalea are so beautiful to see
In the cool to warm days of October when Spring is in the air
And beautiful Mother Nature flowers on her green cloak wear,
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The wattlebirds calling on the flowering gum trees
On a beautiful day in mid Winter of around eighteen degrees
Such beautiful weather for the time of year
Six weeks to September and Spring is drawing near
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Leah a name she adopted Leah was not her first name
And in the Country she came from she is an object of shame
She chose Leah because she liked it and that's the name she now goes by
And she came here as an exile and as an exile she will die.
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Perhaps i enjoyed my few seconds of fame
When the beautiful lady she called me by name
The warmth of her greeting with me it did stay
And she surely did help for to brighten my day
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I'd like for to meet her more often since she never fails to make my day
A marvellous and beautiful person though the years has left her hair gray
Her smile is a thing of great beauty it lights up her beautiful face
If everyone were only like her to live in this town would be a far better place
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A cool But a beautul evening in May
The silver gulls mewing in the park by the bay
The magpie is fluting on the blackwood tree
And who could mistake the song of the pee wee
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Oh you with the great smile and beautiful face
In my heart for you there is a special place
So often you have helped for to make my day
And so lovely to see you is all I can say
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The long range weather forecast is for warm and sunny and fine
The spotted doves coo in the morning sunshine
In the coastal park the song of the pee wee
In the warmth and quiet of the town by the sea.
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About her she has such a beautiful way
And fond memories of meeting her with me will stay
Her wavy hair dark as the wing of a crow
So lovely to look at and pleasant to know
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The years may have left your hair looking quite gray
But beautiful lady how are you today
In your kind gray eyes a kind God I can see
The beauty you possess seems obvious to me
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When I was a young Schoolboy more than five decades ago
I first saw the dark brown river bird with breast as white as snow
On a rock midst the stream rapids a mile west of the town
I watched as he sang his head bobbed up and down.
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In this part of the Country mine is a strange face
But I feel so at home in this beautiful place
The sun of mid morning on the eucalypt trees
And there is a cool freshness in the mountain breeze
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The sun it is shining on a beautiful day
And the weather forecast has more of the same on the way
The magpies are singing on the sunlit trees
Their flute like notes carrying in the freshening breeze
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I went in search of God searched everywhere around
But no sight or trace of the Supreme Being anywhere to be found
I searched amongst the bushes and gazed at the trees
Their sunlit leaves rustling in the freshening breeze,
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Today as I walked in the park in the rain
I thought of old fields of my past once again
In the drizzling rain birds chirped on the hedgerow
Near where the stream bank high to the river did flow.
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The waves of saltwater lap up on the sand
On this beautiful day in a beautiful Land
on the drying kelp and sea weed starlings search for sea lice and sand flies
And the calm coastal air full of silver gull cries
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In her early eighties but she does not look that old
And if the story of her life in book form will be told
The one who will write it for him or herself will do well
For such a biography many thousands of copies would sell
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The past is the past though to memory not dead
And the now is all that matter as is often said
And who is to say what the future will bring
I hope life is in me to welcome next Spring
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For years for you there's been a place in my heart
And I always will love you 'til death do us part
For me 'twas love at first sight on the first time we met
A love that I never did live to regret
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The beautiful Goddess Mother Nature her presence around me everywhere
The only God of which one can be certain and with her there is none to compare
Though last night she seemed rather angry I heard her howling in the trees
This morning again she seemed pleasant she whispered in a gentle breeze,
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Oh beautiful woman you do not look your age
With younger and attractive women you could hold centre stage
Through your dark brown shoulder length hair one can see strands of gray
But none can say of you that you've known a better day
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A sunny and beautiful March evening just over twenty degrees
And in the old town by the ocean a refreshing and cool coastal breeze
Is blowing up the street from saltwater it is such a beautiful day
Not too warm or too cool near to perfect or so it does seem to me anyway
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With pikes we tossed out the hay for sun and wind to dry
On warm Summer days in a distant July
Yet in fancy i can get the sweet scent of hay
Wafting in the warm breeze in the heat of the day
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Sad to say without Saddam Hussein a far more dangerous Iraq
One could now not walk any street there without fear of a deadly attack
Despite what Bush and his cronies those who deposed the dictator say
Iraq without their former despot a more dangerous place today.
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Around the flower beds the white butterflies play
How can one feel grumpy on a day like today
A high of a beautiful 25 degrees
And the birds chirp and whistle on the bushes and trees
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A beautiful to look at woman with blond hair and pretty blue eyes
That many young males are attracted to her does not at all seem a surprise
But male admirers swell the female ego of her beauty she is aware
She is a very vain young woman though people like her are not rare.
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The dry looking paddocks the colour of hay
Though it is indeed quite a beautiful day
With a forecast high of 24 degrees
And there is a refreshing coolness in the afternoon breeze.
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The shrike thrush who whistles that beautiful air
One would think he is one who does not have a care
It is not out of sheer joy that he bursts into song
But to warn his own kind this acre to him belong
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The air is so clean of pollution 'tis free
In Port Fairy the beautiful Town by the sea
With little development it's old charm it retain
You visit it once you will come back again.
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The beautiful Goddess of Nature though her I am never to see
I can only hope to imagine how lovely indeed she must be
The beauty that she has created is everywhere all around me
I hear her birds sing in the parkland on bush and on shrub and on tree.
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Than Spring it is far more like Summer a summery warmth in the breeze
And sunshine on the old Town and Parkland and sunshine on the bushes and trees
The greeness of Spring all around me such beauty that cannot fail to please
The weather quite warm for September well over the twenty degrees.
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I fancy on the bog road I see her the one with blue eyes and brown hair
On a beautiful evening in Summer with the sweet scent of hay in the air
The chaffinch sing on the leafy hedgerow and on the ditch of the bohreen
The wildflowers in the sunshine blooming and everywhere lovely and green.
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If I could only describe the beauty around me
The treed hills by the ocean of beautiful Broulee
The cormorant on volcanic rock with wings stretched out to dry
With feathers wet from fishing he finds it hard to fly.
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