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Dame Mary Gilmore DBE's Poetry, by title

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  • 1940
    They were my boys!
    Not mine because I bore them in my bed,
    19 lines, 2 comments
  • A Cradle Song
    Husha-husha-bye!
          In a lamb's skin
    18 lines
  • A Little Ghost
    The moonlight flutters from the sky
    To meet her at the door,
    32 lines, 3 comments
  • An Old Man Speaks
    Bride weather it is, my lad,
    And old bones feel it today;
    43 lines
  • As The Ways Descend
    I thought of a thousand things as I sat in the place
    Where of old we sat ere time had wrinkled my face;
    28 lines
  • Autumn Leaves
    Gathered in page by page,
    Where once we bound in sheaves,
    8 lines
  • Casterton To Mount Gambier
    O to go out once more and see the moon's clear shining
        Break on the waters into silver bars,
    43 lines
  • Dedicatory - In Memory Of My Father
    I have known many men, and many men
    In the quick balance of the mind have weighed,
    11 lines
  • Doin' the Boots for Sunday
    Edgin’ the doorway all the time—
    Cussin’ the boots for Sunday!
    8 lines, 1 comment
  • Eternal Claim
    He hath kissed me and burned me, he with his mouth;
    Hath sucked up my life and parched me with his drouth;
    8 lines
  • Eve- Song
    I span and Eve span
    A thread to bind the heart of man;
    28 lines
  • Gallipoli
    Had he never been born he was mine:
    Since he was born he never was mine:
    21 lines, 1 comment
  • Good-Night
    Good-night! . . . my darling sleeps so sound
    She cannot hear me where she lies;
    12 lines
  • Honing Up The Hill
    Blue were the waters,
    And bluer was the sky,
    34 lines
  • Horn Mad I' The Moon
    Horn mad i' the moon,
    I dancing go,
    43 lines
  • Horses Of The Mind
    Beautiful are they, that, ranging on the mountains,
    Crop the green pasture, and drink at the fountains;
    18 lines
  • I Saw the Beauty Go
    I saw the beauty go,
    The beauty that, in a stream
    19 lines
  • Job xxviii, 7, 8
    Dark woman of long grief,
          Whither go you today?
    23 lines
  • Language
    Say now, Horatio, has language hours?
    Sleeps it awhile, to wake again renewed,
    29 lines
  • Life's Treasurings
    These are life's treasurings:
    The sudden sun through rain;
    7 lines
  • Lost Arches Of The Sun
    Turn the brown, mare and let her amble on;
    Straight is the road and little thereupon;
    18 lines
  • Major-General Bennett And His True Men
    They grouped together about the chief,
    And each man looked on his fate,
    34 lines
  • Marri'd
    IT’S singin’ in an’ out,
    An’ feelin’ full of grace;
    44 lines, 5 comments
  • Mother And Son
    Bom of my spirit, still mine in loss or merit,
    Child of my body, and fondling of my heart,
    58 lines
  • My Garden was a Wildnerness
    My garden was a wilderness
    Of weeds that mimicked woes:
    4 lines
  • Nationality
    I have grown past hate and bitterness,
    I see the world as one;
    8 lines
  • No Foe Shall Gather Our Harvest
    Sons of the mountains of Scotland,
    Welshmen of coomb and defile,
    34 lines
  • Nurse No Long Grief
    Oh, could we weep,
    And weeping bring relief!
    14 lines
  • O Singer in Brown
    O, singer in brown!
    O, bird o' th' morn!
    12 lines, 1 comment
  • Old Botany Bay
    "I'm old
    Botany Bay;
    31 lines, 1 comment
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