Hilda Oakley

Australian author and poet

Archive for January, 2011


   Jan 06

The Day They Took the Tree Away

Thunder roared!  Lightning flashed across the sky. Out for a quiet walk, then holding hands, they ran to their favourite tree.  Wild was the storm.  Nothing could keep them apart.  Their hearts were pounding, racing, throbbing. They enjoyed the privacy of this place.  They had their first kiss and burning desire here, but their bodies […]

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   Jan 06

Egypt

A blood curdling scream filled the air, not unusual during an evening in this Egyptian city.  Most people were asleep or just ignored the noise, continuing to go about their own business. Habib, an archaeologist, and his daughter Vashti, were also about to turn in.  Habib sensed danger.  Peering outside, he noticed a man half […]

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   Jan 06

Balloons

Balloons!  Balloons!  The sound echoed in his brain.  He woke up with a start.  He’d been dreaming once more.  Then he spotted it; a vivid red balloon flying high in the sky, then gently it landed beside him, and memories flooded his mind of when he was a wee lad and the circus had come […]

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   Jan 06

The Enchanting Sea

She’s an exciting Mistress, windswept, forlorn, Moody, tempting, brooding up a storm, Angry, tossing spume filled spray, Treacherous, alluring, turbulent waves. Daring you into a challenge of intensity, To conquer the wild rebellious sea, White water, ginormous, thrilling to ride, Breakers swirl and crash with the ebb of the tide. I rushed into the water […]

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   Jan 06

Scots of the Never Never

Excitement echoed through Great Britain, for the message that was told, Of land grants in the Southland far away, Free to honest, keen, hard workers, the Scots who were so bold, Given land down under, not a thing to pay. Fierce with pride the Scottish people, with their cash a wee bit tight, Bleak was […]

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