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The House of Gurra Gunty (Poem)

Updated on January 24, 2013
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Bronwen loves to enjoy literature and write poetry; some are in her book, 'Dithyrambles', available in her online bookstore.

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By the house of Gurra Gunty

On the top of Narung Hill

There's a row of stately pine-trees

Where breezes waft and sing at will.

All night long they sough and sigh

While the branches sway in song,

Bow across the she-oak valley

To twinkling lights the coast along.

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Summer gleams upon the sea

All the land stands quiet and still,

The hot, red earth is parched and cracked

'Round the house on the hill.

Windows closed and sun-blinds drawn

The house of pines and she-oaks sleeps

'Til fiery sun slips low to the sea

And out in the valley the twilight creeps.

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Then the house creaks slow awake

Reluctant dame from gentle dream;

Blinds are raised, she blinks afresh

At golden sea and skies agleam.

Swifts skim low o'er peaceful lawns,

Stars hang their lanterns up on high,

The moon looms large on gloaming mount

And hangs becalmed in a windless sky.



Out in the garden crickets sing,

Wide awake wagtail loudly calls,

Lonely frog takes up the theme,

Pine-hidden breeze rises and falls.

Dusty gums hang rustling down,

Dusky moths, like windblown leaves,

Dance along light-shaft motes,

Possums swing from moon-bathed eaves.


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Moonbeams creep along the wall,

Peer into rooms with tender glow,

Transform carpet to living lawn,

Blue-green curtains to deep sea flow.

'Til all indoors merge with the out

And the outdoors comes right in,

And deep asleep in secluded retreat

Hide the family all tranquil within.



Secret zephyrs breathe through the house,

The cleansing spirit of Narung Hill,

Until all that is left of Gurra Gunty

Is blest home-heart, peaceful and still.

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NOTE

When we bought the house in Mount Eliza, Victoria, we came across a small book of aboriginal words and found that Narung, the name of our road, meant 'she-oak' and there were many of them around. There were also seven pine-trees across the front of the house, so we found the words for 'pine-tree' and 'house,' Gurra and Gunty, so chose those names for our home. I have been unable to verify these words as there are numerous aboriginal languages; perhaps the book was just for this area.

We only lived there for a couple of years, but with glimpses of Port Phillip Bay, sandy beaches to run on and plenty of unspoiled bushland where our children could roam free; we loved it.

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      Bill Holland 5 years ago from Olympia, WA

      What a beautiful piece of work this is. Since I have never been to your country I find this a wonderful way for me to visit without visiting, but now I have a longing to do so because of your words. Great job!

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      Caroline Marie 5 years ago from Close to Heaven

      Very beautiful Blossom! Gorgeous photos that you have taken too.

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      Ruby Jean Fuller 5 years ago from Southern Illinois

      The words you use in your poetry are beautiful,such a peaceful setting for your home. The pictures are perfect for this piece..Thank you..Enjoyed much..

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      Bronwen Scott-Branagan 5 years ago from Victoria, Australia

      billybuc: Thank you. I loved that rambling old house and could have stayed there forever. It's a very pretty part of towns around the Bay.

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      Bronwen Scott-Branagan 5 years ago from Victoria, Australia

      carolinemd21: I'm glad you enjoyed it. I just read your poem with that fantastic photo of the moon.

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      Bronwen Scott-Branagan 5 years ago from Victoria, Australia

      always exploring: It was a lovely home, although that grassy green carpet had a very deep pile and I had to keep raking it with a special rake! Woe betide any child that ran over it when we were expecting guests! I'm glad you liked the choice of pictures.

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      Dbro 5 years ago from Texas, USA

      What a lovely homage to your home! How great it is to be so inspired by your surroundings. My inspiration finds "voice" in my paintings. What a gift you have for painting pictures with words! Thank you for sharing both your poetry and your photography with us!

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      Thomas Silvia 5 years ago from Massachusetts

      Hi Blossom, this is so wonderful and so beautifully written that has i read it i could picture it in my head which made it a very enjoyable read !

      Awesome and beautiful !!!

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      mours sshields 5 years ago from Elwood, Indiana

      Beautiful poem and beautiful pictures! From your descrip-

      tion, I can see why you loved it!!

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      flashmakeit 5 years ago from usa

      That was is a very beautiful poem. I bet those pine trees smell so fragrant.

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      Bronwen Scott-Branagan 5 years ago from Victoria, Australia

      Poems, paintings and photographs are all very satisfying ways of expressing our creativity, and, yes, I enjoy painting, too. Colour in all these is so embracing and satisfying.

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      Bronwen Scott-Branagan 5 years ago from Victoria, Australia

      It's lovely to be able to share it with you and so many friends. Thank you for visiting.

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      Bronwen Scott-Branagan 5 years ago from Victoria, Australia

      mours sshields: I did love it, but I guess we should not get too attached to places and things. Happy memories are great.

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      Bronwen Scott-Branagan 5 years ago from Victoria, Australia

      flashmakeit: You're right on the spot! We kept our bedroom window open almost in all weathers so we could smell that fresh pine mixed with the salt of the sea, and they sang with the slightest breeze, a wonderful lullaby.

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      Eiddwen 5 years ago from Wales

      Oh Blossom how truly beautiful is this one and also so interesting. You have to be awarded an up up and away plus a bookmark into my Armchair Travelling slot.

      Take care and enjoy your day.

      Eddy.

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      Bronwen Scott-Branagan 5 years ago from Victoria, Australia

      Eiddwen: Thank you so much, Eddy. I did enjoy guests yesterday - today I was at church with a working-bee, making palm crosses for tomorrow. They're quite fiddly and we had to make three hundred!

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      Nithya Venkat 5 years ago from Dubai

      I enjoyed reading this. You have chosen a wonderful name for your home.I can imagine the scenic view from your house. It must be awesome. Voted up. Love your poems and enjoy reading them.

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      Bronwen Scott-Branagan 5 years ago from Victoria, Australia

      Vellur: Thank you for sharing in my poem, I'm so glad that you enjoyed it.

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      BeyondMax 4 years ago from Sydney, Australia

      So many beautiful, meaningful, expressive word images, it's amazing! Wow, it feels like magic!

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      Bronwen Scott-Branagan 4 years ago from Victoria, Australia

      BeyondMax: It was like magic living there, but it didn't last for so very long before we had to move on. That's what happens in the work-a-day world. At least we have happy memories.

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