Colleen Wright

Rookie (Central west of New South Wales, Australia.)

Colleen Wright Poems

41. When Does Love Begin? 7/23/2006
42. Crikey! 10/19/2006
43. Standing Out In The Crowd 8/18/2006
44. Another One Bites The Dust. 10/19/2006
45. Are You The One? 8/28/2006
46. Change The Winds 8/18/2006
47. My Man 8/25/2006
48. Poetry. 8/2/2006
49. Against The Wind. 8/2/2006
50. Twinkle Toes. 8/5/2006
51. Enthused. 8/4/2006
52. Nalini 8/19/2006
53. My New Poetic Friend 7/7/2006
54. For Joseph 7/17/2006
55. A Surprise Before Your Eyes 7/20/2006
56. Love. 7/28/2006
57. Set Free. 7/18/2006
58. Fulfillment 7/19/2006
59. The Fast Growing Rose 9/18/2006
60. Diamonds From Heaven 8/31/2006
61. Farewell To My Dad. 8/2/2006
62. Drought In Australia 9/1/2006

Comments about Colleen Wright

  • Steve Hagget (9/2/2006 4:04:00 AM)

    I think everyone should read this poet - she has an incredible ability to open up windows onto a world that she knows so well.

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  • Kee Thampi (8/10/2006 6:05:00 AM)

    This poet really loves the nature, and she open a new window on our Godly Land.
    the real talented lover of our nature makes new pictures in own verse of words.
    I like poems on Frog and poppy.
    Once she may be known as mother of this nature...

Best Poem of Colleen Wright

Drought In Australia

Drought in Australia.

The Khaki 'strides' upheld only by the leather plaited belt,
the colours in the checked cotton shirt and the Akubra felt
are accentuated by the brown of the elastic sided R. M.W. Boots
of the man from the bush – he loves his country, Australia, his roots.

This solitary independent unassuming and yet self assured man
falls sideways into his driver's seat of his Holden, as only he can.
Ignition on – car gathering speed as he reaches for the door,
then struggles to correct the seat belt – then foot to the floor.

With right hand only ...

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Reflections.

I sense the gum leaves from fresh country air
I sense your nearness when you're not there.
I sense the favourite foods you like to eat,
I sense the paddocks of harvested wheat.

This is how you sense me.
I am a reflection of you - you see.

I see you happy - I see you smile

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