Wanderlust…
Harmonic Verses Challenge
She set off to see Australia
In all its glory galore
She dashed off to discover Australia
That and so much more
A land so broad, open and vast
She’d meet it today; visit its past.
Where would she go?
What would she do?
Who would she meet?
She didn’t have a clue!
She only knew…
The Great Barrier Reef beckoned her
Diving down beneath the blue
satin sea, swam fish of shimmering silver
Green sea turtles flew
hunting deadly Irukandji
She steered clear, skipped painful injury!
Where would she go?
What would she do?
Who would she meet?
She didn’t have a clue!
But off she flew…
Sea to her back, ‘Red Centre’ ahead
The heart of Australia
Unbelievable Uluru stood brick red
paraphernalia
free, there in all her majesty
‘Queen of Dawn, Day and Night’s’ tapestry.
Where would she go?
What would she do?
Who would she meet?
She didn’t have a clue!
She only knew…
On golden beaches, gulls called and screeched
Lamingtons joined fish and chips
Frolicking youngsters kicked balls far out of reach
Towards boats and ships
Salty zephyrs blew, laughter sprang
floated, returned like a boomerang.
Where would she go?
What would she do?
Who would she meet?
She didn’t have a clue!
So off she flew…
To Tasmania, ‘The Apple Isle’
cuddling koalas so cute
viewing Fairy Penguins who waddled in style.
Hike in muddy boot
Round crater lakes and snowy peak
Ghostly convict voices echo, speak.
Where would she go?
What would she do?
Who would she meet?
She didn’t have a clue!
To somewhere new…
To Sydney’s white sailed Opera House
Overlooking the harbour
Players play, audience applaud, spirits rouse
Music and songs soar
Out across the shore, along the ridge
swing, swoop and spiral over the bridge.
Where would she go?
What would she do?
Who would she meet?
She didn’t have a clue!
she only knew…
Despite drought, cyclone and bushfire
frequent floods… life is so good
Our bountiful country gives all we require
Freedom, fun and food.
Sure, there are sharks, spiders and snakes
But they add zing — excitement they make.
Where would she go?
What would she do?
Who would she meet?
She didn’t have a clue!
she only knew…
She is Australian born and bred
where Aussie mateship is strong
Family and friends bound tight together like thread
Her anchor, life long
Rejoicing, crying together
through thick and thin, and stormy weather.
Where would she go?
What would she do?
Who would she meet?
She didn’t have a clue!
At last, she knew…
This was her home, right where she belonged
She was certain of it now
Where home, hearth and health her happiness prolonged
Where doom and gloom bow
burn on the funeral pyre
What more could she want, need or desire?
Where would she go?
What would she do?
Who would she meet?
She now had a clue!
A breakthrough …
She’d set off to see Australia
In all its glory galore
She’d dashed off to discover Australia
That and so much more
A land so broad, open and vast
She’d met it today; learnt of its past.
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