June 1938 School Magazine

Brisbcne Girls' Grcmmcr School Mcgczine

fune, 1938

LYRIC PRIZE IN THIRD AND FOURTH FORI\iIS, 1937. THE TH{JiSDER.STORM.

The sun wos shining: oll wos well. I heord o jongling builock-bell Out in the poddock. In ihe dell The wild {lowers nodded. Petols fell A crinkling cloud oppeored. It gre-w- Ever it chonged its shope. i knew Thot soon the sun woulC hide from view- The clouds would overcost the blue. A flosh of lightning--then the thunderl The god of storm will reop his plunder. Down comes the roin, breoking ossunder Flowers {rom their stems. All must go under. Ten minute's wrolh-the storm is over The sun shines bright- From out the clover Bees stort onew- Noture, the lover Of o11 the Eorih, Siorm's wreck sholl cover.

-Julio Strinqer

THE WAVE. A slow green wove, for out from shore, Come rolling in toword ihe mognet edge Of lond. Heovy it wos, ond ohvoys more JMoter orose behind to push ii on. The roller, stirred by wind, ond woxing wroih While scorce o furlong out, before its time Begqn io curl, ond showed o swirl of froth Edglng its forceful green with creomy white. With swirling strength it hostened on ihe tide, Then, in o flurried smother of disturbed foom, Towering too high, it felI, ond scottered wide, And soon wos drown down in on underiow.

--Julio Stringer.

]UD]TH CLOWES, IN.E