Henry Lawson

Grenfell, New South Wales
Henry Lawson
Grenfell, New South Wales
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Above Eurunderee

Rating: 2.9
There are scenes in the distance where beauty is not,
On the desolate flats where gaunt appletrees rot.
Where the brooding old ridge rises up to the breeze
From his dark lonely gullies of stringy-bark trees,
There are voice-haunted gaps, ever sullen and strange,
But Eurunderee lies like a gem in the range.

Still I see in my fancy the dark-green and blue
Of the box-covered hills where the five-corners grew;
And the rugged old sheoaks that sighed in the bend
O'er the lily-decked pools where the dark ridges end,
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Khairul Ahsan 17 September 2018
A wonderful poem with fascinating rhymes. The love for a land lost in the memory of the past speaks out. Loved the poem a lot. 'And I thought of old things, and I thought of old folks, Till I sighed in my heart to the sigh of the oaks; For the years waste away like the waters that leak Through the pebbles and sand of Eurunderee Creek' - the poem ends so beautifully!
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Edward Kofi Louis 17 September 2018
I stood by that creek! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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Kumarmani Mahakul 17 September 2018
Beautifully penned on beauty on local landmark. A beautiful poem has been shared amazingly.
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Adrian Flett 17 September 2018
The changes wrought by the passage of time and progress, well told in a poem with rhythm and rhyme
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Ruta Mohapatra 17 September 2018
'For the years waste away like the waters that leak Through the pebbles and sand of Eurunderee Creek'.....So full of longing for the things past! Beautiful, lyrical and singsong!
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Bernard F. Asuncion 17 September 2018
Such a wonderful write by Henry Lawson...............................
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