Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis

[C. J. Dennis] (7 September 1876 - 22 June 1938 / Auburn, South Australia)

Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis Poems

161. Country Roads ~ White Horse Road 8/31/2012
162. Country Towns - Boort 8/29/2012
163. Country Towns - Portland 8/29/2012
164. Cow 9/6/2012
165. Culture And Cops 9/3/2012
166. Cup Couplets 8/30/2012
167. Cuppacumalonga 1/1/2004
168. Dad 9/6/2012
169. Dad On The Test 8/28/2012
170. Dad's Philanthropic Plan 9/5/2012
171. Dandenong 8/30/2012
172. Dargo 8/30/2012
173. Dawn 8/31/2012
174. Definitions 8/28/2012
175. Digger Smith 3/21/2012
176. Dinner And Dinty 8/30/2012
177. Discerning Mr. Murphy 9/6/2012
178. Disputed Boundaries 8/29/2012
179. Distrust Appearances 8/30/2012
180. Dogs 9/1/2012
181. Doreen 9/5/2012
182. Down, But Not Out 8/29/2012
183. Drapers Dummies 8/30/2012
184. Duck An' Fowl 9/3/2012
185. Dummy Bridge 9/1/2012
186. Dusk 3/21/2012
187. Dust 9/1/2012
188. Early Morning Tea 8/29/2012
189. Earth's Oldest Show 8/29/2012
190. 'Eats' 8/31/2012
191. Echoes 9/4/2012
192. Echuca 8/29/2012
193. Election Aftermath 8/30/2012
194. Emily Ann 9/3/2012
195. Ep - And - Ein 8/30/2012
196. Erb 8/31/2012
197. Escape 8/31/2012
198. Ethics For Infants 8/30/2012
199. Farewell Cable Tram 8/29/2012
200. 'Fathercraft' 8/30/2012
Best Poem of Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis

Hist!

Hist! . . . . . . Hark!
The night is very dark,
And we've to go a mile or so
Across the Possum Park.

Step . . . . . . light,
Keeping to the right;
If we delay, and lose our way,
We'll be out half the night.
The clouds are low and gloomy. Oh!
It's just begun to mist!
We haven't any overcoats
And - Hist! . . . . . . Hist!

(Mo . . . . . . poke!)
Who was that that spoke?
This is not a fitting spot
To make a silly joke.

Dear . . . . . . me!
A mopoke in a tree!
It jarred me so, I didn't know
Whatever it could be.
But come along;...

Read the full of Hist!

Our Cow

Down by the slipralls stands our cow
Chewing, chewing, chewing,
She does not care what folks out there
In the great, big world are doing.
She sees the small cloud-shadows pass
And green grass shining under.
If she does think, what does she think
About it all, I wonder?

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