The Whale’s Tail

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Australian poet, Herman Melville, Ishmael, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, Moby Dick, poem, poetry

I’m the teller of a mighty tale,
Of a mad captain and a white whale,
Writ in prose so poetic
And manner aesthetic;
My moniker? – Call me Ishmael.

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Ishmael

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Australian poet, Australian traditional poetry, Herman Melville, Moby Dick, Nantucket, pequod, poem, poetry, Sperm whale, Whaling

We have rescued a sailor
Of Pequod the whaler;
She sailed from Nantucket, well-found.
His name it is Ishmael;
He says that a white whale
Sent her to the bottom – all drowned

But he – all were lost;
In the sea they were tossed;
All was smashed up to splinters and gore.
It’s a blood chilling tale
Of a man killing whale;
Of revenge, and of madness and war.

Ahab was the master;
This sorry disaster
Relates to his ivory peg.
The story began
In the Sea of Japan
Where the white whale, it bit off his leg.

Revenge Ahab needed;
No warnings he heeded;
Now all except Ishmael are dead.
This captain insane
With a hate addled brain,
All the rest, to destruction, he led.

Now the monster and he,
They are spliced, in the sea,
In the depths where leviathans sound.
And they never will rise;
Ishmael saw with his eyes,
That by line and by lance they were bound.

Australia Day

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Australia Day, Australian 7th Division, australian formal poetry, Australian poet, Australian traditional poetry, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, poem, poetry

Australia Day

I’m Australian – a true-born native son,
And my freedom I owe to my father’s gun,
And to all the men who died
Fighting evil by his side;
Those who wore upon their hats, the rising sun.

Sí Beag Sí Mór

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Aidan O'Brien guitarist, finger-style guitar

Atrophy

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Australian poet, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, poem, poetry

The Creator set all things in motion:
The sky and the land and the ocean.
Then handed control
To each man and his soul;
Hence all of this insane commotion.

Crestfallen

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australian formal poetry, Australian traditional poetry, Formal poetry, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, poem, poetry

At a party I saw an old flame.
Found my feelings for her were the same
As they’d been long ago
But her words dealt a blow
When she said: “Sorry – what was your name?”

Milk Plan Sours!

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Australian Dairy industry crisis, Australian poet, Barnaby Joyce, John Howard, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, poem, poetry, Warren Truss

They are selling the milk far too cheap!”
So blusters the ruddy-faced creep.
“And it isn’t our fault!”
‘It’s entirely yours, dolt!
As you sow, stupid, so shall you reap.’

Great Australian Dairy Debacle

Brigitte

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australian formal poetry, Australian traditional poetry, Brigitte Gabriel, Brigitte Tudor, Formal poetry, Nour Semaan, poem, poetry, sonnet

She knows the suffering of war too well.
The blast of bombs she managed to survive
And safety reach, and so her story tell.
Thank Providence that she escaped alive
And for her work – untiring does she strive
To free those whom the powerful ignore;
Those whom the evil legions would deprive
Of life, by their relentless holy war.
Her eyes have witnessed killing, seen the gore.
She bears the scars of wounds inflicted there.
Reminders of that day when shrapnel tore
Her flesh, but still her enemies she’d dare
To stop her, as she seeks to spread the light:
Tell all who value freedom – they must fight.

My Keyboard

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poem, poetry

Were it perfect and pristine,
I would type with pure perfection,
Masterpieces on the screen.
(It must have some damn defection)

after reading Perfection

Your Move – Punk

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limerick, poem, poetry

You’ve chosen the creed of the hater,
And wish to be my terminator.
I’m warning you son,
Should you point that gun,
I’ll shoot first and ask questions later.