Senior Secondary

Senior Secondary Senior Secondary

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All done and dusted. They took his name. Gave him a number. Took his dignity. Gave him a cell. And there he waited. While they shuffled up their papers. And then did it again. And again. No worries mate. She'll be apples. I mean, fair dinkum, right? Boat people are not people. Right? A year after they let him in here, He draped a flag around him. Like everyone else did. Australia Day. He smiled. The sun smiled. But everyone else didn't. Instead they ripped the flag from him. Laughed and jeered. Told him to go back home. And he nodded a lonely tear down his face, Singing something inside, 'For those who've come across the seas, We've boundless plains to share.' His heart in his hand. He dropped it on the street. One more present. For the lucky country. Judge’s Comment The short lines bring out the feeling of disillusionment; an effective poem. Lucy Edmont Northern Beaches Secondary Colleges - Mackellar Girls Campus MANLY VALE NSW Daybreak Here I am; Just me and this world. Watching the silken ribbon unwind across the sky; Rolling, and rolling like a wave that shall not die. Then with the sharp, shooting radiance of daybreak, 16

The whole earth seems to illuminate. I stand in the crumbling light of Uluru As the amber light pierces the crystal blue. The universe is twisted from sheets of clay, And amongst it all, the rocks still stay Still and silent, As if statues upon the sunburnt sand; A rushed artist and his disconnected hand. For a moment, I am blinded by the crimson earth, Vivid, like blazing flames in the hearth. I have no limitations; a child once more. Courage renewed and strength to explore. I slither from reality like the snake of the Dreaming, And through new eyes, I see life with meaning. Here I am, in the streaming light of Uluru, Mind detached. Soul brand new. Judge’s Comment Excellent descriptions; a beautiful poem. Jacinta Evans Townsville Grammar School NORTH WARD QLD I Beg to Differ [Abstract] I shy away from you as I would a needle I swear though you‟re nowhere near as unpleasant (I swear) Dripping and shining medical green as the nurse's lips move Slow and silent. This won't hurt a bit. How we all beg to differ, to widen our eyes and tug on our tongues, To refuse and walk away, out into the summer, Gleaming sea-glass blue and waiting. To be painfree... But instead, we tense our muscles and wait for the injection, A pinprick, an infiltration, a beginning an ending Anything to break the rhythm of feet against sidewalks, The waves of words against our minds. Those nurses spoke too soon, Clouded our eyes with yellow promises And too-quick smiles As the sun curls into the night, 17

The whole earth seems to illuminate.<br />

I stand in the crumbling light of Uluru<br />

As the amber light pierces the crystal blue.<br />

The universe is twisted from sheets of clay,<br />

And amongst it all, the rocks still stay<br />

Still and silent,<br />

As if statues upon the sunburnt sand;<br />

A rushed artist and his disconnected hand.<br />

For a moment, I am blinded by the crimson earth,<br />

Vivid, like blazing flames in the hearth.<br />

I have no limitations; a child once more.<br />

Courage renewed and strength to explore.<br />

I slither from reality like the snake of the Dreaming,<br />

And through new eyes, I see life with meaning.<br />

Here I am, in the streaming light of Uluru,<br />

Mind detached. Soul brand new.<br />

Judge’s Comment<br />

Excellent descriptions; a beautiful poem.<br />

Jacinta Evans<br />

Townsville Grammar School<br />

NORTH WARD QLD<br />

I Beg to Differ<br />

[Abstract]<br />

I shy away from you as I would a needle<br />

I swear though you‟re nowhere near as unpleasant<br />

(I swear)<br />

Dripping and shining medical green as the nurse's lips move<br />

Slow and silent.<br />

This won't hurt a bit.<br />

How we all beg to differ, to widen our eyes and tug on our tongues,<br />

To refuse and walk away, out into the summer,<br />

Gleaming sea-glass blue and waiting.<br />

To be painfree...<br />

But instead, we tense our muscles and wait for the injection,<br />

A pinprick, an infiltration,<br />

a beginning<br />

an ending<br />

Anything to break the rhythm of feet against sidewalks,<br />

The waves of words against our minds.<br />

Those nurses spoke too soon,<br />

Clouded our eyes with yellow promises<br />

And too-quick smiles<br />

As the sun curls into the night,<br />

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