Australia Day Poems

G'Day to Auzzie for our special down under - Australia Day Poems - this incredible,splendid, beautiful country and to encapsulate some of the wonderful vibes from this very special and unique land. These are free for you to use for non commercial purpose.












**
Australia Day Poems
AUSTRALIA'S NATIONAL ANTHEM
ADVANCE AUSTRALIA FAIR

Australians all let us rejoice,
For we are young and free,
We've golden soil and wealth for toil;
Our home is girt by sea;
Our land abounds in nature's gifts
Of beauty rich and rare,
In history's page, let every stage
Advance Australia Fair.
In joyful strains then let us sing,
Advance Australia Fair.
Australia Day poems verses quotes
Beneath our radiant Southern Cross
We'll toil with hearts and hands;
To make this Commonwealth of ours
Renowned of all the lands;
For those who've come across the seas
We've boundless plains to share;
With courage let us all combine
To Advance Australia Fair.
In joyful strains then let us sing,
Advance Australia Fair.

**
Australia Day Poems
MY COUNTRY

The love of field and coppice,
Of green and shaded lanes,
Of ordered woods and gardens
Is running in your veins,
Strong love of grey-blue distance,
Brown streams and soft dim skies,
I know but cannot share it,
My love is otherwise.
I love a sunburnt country,
A land of sweeping plains,
Of ragged mountain ranges,
Of droughts and flooding rains;
I love her far horizons,
I love her jewel-sea,
Her beauty and her terror-
The wide brown land for me!
The tragic ringbarked forests,
Stark white beneath the moon,
The sapphire misted mountains,
The hot gold hush of noon,
Green tangle of the brushes,
Where lithe lianas coil,
And orchids deck the tree tops
And ferns the crimson soil.
Core of my heart, my country!
Her pitiless blue sky,
When sick at heart around us
We see the cattle die-
But then the grey clouds gather
And we can bless again
The drumming of an army,
The steady soaking rain.
Core of my heart my country!
Land of the Rainbow Gold,
For flood and fire and famine
She pays us back threefold,
Over the thirsty paddocks,
Watch after many days,
The filmy veil of greenness
That thickens as we gaze.
An opal-hearted country,
A wilful lavish land-
All you who have not loved her,
You will not understand-
Though earth holds many splendours
Wherever I may die,
I know to what brown country,
My homing thoughts will fly.
Dorothea Mackellar

**

**
Australia Day Poems
WALTZING MATILDA

Once a jolly swagman camped by a billabong
Under the shade of a coolabah tree
And he sang as he watched and waited till his billy boiled
Who'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me
Waltzing matilda, waltzing matilda
Who'll come a waltzing matilda with me
And he sang as he watched and waited till his billy boiled
Who'll come a waltzing matilda with me
Down came a jumbuck to drink at the billabong
Up jumped the swagman and grabbed him with glee
And he sang as he stuffed that jumbuck in his tucker bag
You'll come a waltzing Matilda with me
Waltzing matilda, waltzing matilda
You'll come a waltzing matilda with me& he sang as he stuffed that jumbuck in his tucker bag
You'll come a waltzing matilda with me
Down came the Squatter mounted on his thoroughbred
Down came the troopers one, two, three
Where's that jolly jumbuck you've got in your tuckerbag
You'll come a waltzing Matilda with me
Waltzing matilda, waltzing matilda
You'll come a waltzing matilda with me
Where's that jolly jumbuck you've got in your tuckerbag
You'll come a waltzing matilda with me
Up jumped the swagman and sprang into the billabong
You'll never take me alive said he
And his ghost may be heard as you pass by the billabong
"Who'll come a waltzing Matilda with me"
Waltzing matilda, waltzing matilda
Who'll come a waltzing matilda with me
& his ghost may be heard as you pass by that billabong
Who'll come a waltzing matilda with me.
from a ballad by Andrew Barton "Banjo" Paterson

**

more

**

Australia Day Poems

**

A Cricket Joke
No Offence

A lady walked into a Police Station and the desk Sergeant
said "Can I help you?" "Yes" she said, "I'd like to report
a case of sexual assault".
"Where did it happen?" the Sergeant asked.
"In the park just down the road" she replied.
"Can you describe what happened?" "Yes, I was walking
along the footpath in the park near the trees when a man
jumped out of the bushes and dragged me in there,
removed my underwear then he dropped his pants to his
knees and had his way with me"
"Could you give me a description of him?"
"Yes, he was wearing white shoes, long white trousers,
a white shirt, and he had these two big long pads from
his feet up to and over his knees, one on each leg".
"Sounds to me like he was a cricketer, most probably a
batsman", said the Sergeant. "Yes", said the lady, "He was a Pommie Cricketer".
"That's very observant", said the Sergeant, "You worked
that out from his accent?"
"No", she replied. "I worked it out because he wasn't in
for very long".

**

Australia Day Poems