Thursday, January 1, 2004

Above Eurunderee Comments

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,
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Henry Lawson
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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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Grenfell, New South Wales
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