Danny Draper

Freshman - 716 Points (14 July 1963 / Kiama, New South Wales, Australia)

Melbourne Spring - Poem by Danny Draper

Ever true and verdant keen
City buds in spreading green
Gridded streets of kenyon glen
Ulmus seed in paler ken
Deftly shaded sprinkles wend
By coffee clouds o' roasted bean
Enticing contrast world cuisines.

Rattle of tram and mumble phone
Crowns unfurl 'bove joggers dash
Glassed concrete conspire in cash
Fortunes jagged in Yarra traps
Optimistic art and structure
Once by gold now to the future.

Tourists fumble apps and maps
Finals fair in boot love swells
In this forest the whole world dwells
Staunchly drawn in tribal camps
Generations battles this day invest
Champions unto the people's deity
Bay white horses stampede retreating
Until gold leaves abcise old pain
When battle lines are drawn again.

The heat is coming to fight the trees
Distant by Port Phillip breeze
Coats of fashion run and sing
Carnivals turn in quickstep spring
Horse and hat and glam glad frocks
Sap as life in root and lane
Street and face in long parade
Essence grows in soil and ring,
Ever blooms the
Melbourne Spring.

Danny Draper 24/09/2013

Poet's Notes about The Poem

Written mostly during my ride on a free City Circle Tram during my short holiday in Melbourne. It is Australian Football League (AFL) grand final here next week in the traditional home of the game and the city is gearing up for another of its many festivals. Not long after is the Melbourne Cup a very glitzy and glamourous affair. The city has many beautiful parks and gardens planted with deciduous and evergreen trees. Many elms were planted in the mid 1800's and some remain. The street trees are in leaf bud as the spring days warm.

Comments about Melbourne Spring by Danny Draper

  • (9/27/2013 6:06:00 AM)

    Excellent poem on Melbourne could smell the coffee and hear the trams rattle very well constructed makes one feel they are there...perfect...regards (Report) Reply

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  • Heather Wilkins (9/25/2013 11:39:00 AM)

    beautiful imagery of Melbourne streets. (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (9/24/2013 11:59:00 PM)

    .The jingling rhythm of the poem matches well with the rising festivity of carnivals and the prestigious football tournaments of Melbourne in the backdrop of the warming spring days and blooming trees! ! A very enjoyable read! ! (Report) Reply

  • Diane Hine (9/24/2013 8:03:00 PM)

    I'm lucky, my sister lives there and free accommodation greatly adds to Melbourne's charm.
    I like the Federation Bells and all along the river there especially.
    Your poem captures it all and puts me in a holiday mood.
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  • Valerie Dohren (9/24/2013 12:59:00 PM)

    Spring in Melbourne sounds beautiful. Sadly, its Autumn here in GB and although it has its treasures, it means that cold cold winter is on its way. (Report) Reply

  • (9/24/2013 12:01:00 PM)

    Out of all your poems, this one is my favorite. It's visual and rhythmic. I love it. Thanks, Danny. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, September 24, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, October 4, 2013

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