Coolgardie Pioneer 8 July 1896, page 15 ‘A Reverie’ A faithful mate of days gone by A friend of many a far off track, And yet you here neglected lie, Battered, old, and black. How oft before I brought you West, I’ve heard you sing and bubble: How oft you’ve shared each tramp and rest […]
Old Bill – by Oscar Walters
01/08/2020 By Leave a Comment
“There are some places closer in that yield a little still, But they are not of any use at all to me” said Bill, “There’s a living there for those, who like to stop and dig, But further out there’s always a chance of something big. When fired with hope we see him go, along […]
Dust and Dreams – a verse by Crissouli (c)
18/07/2020 By Leave a Comment
DUST AND DREAMS The old man sat, in silence upon the dusty floor not heeding sounds around him he dreamt of days of yore – For he’d once been a stockman on a station, rather grand, working mobs of cattle, then became a leading hand. They say he was the fastest that the folks had […]
Death of a Bushman – a verse
11/07/2020 By Leave a Comment
We have another excellent poem by Ray Jackson – This is what he tells me about it- In 1897 both of my Great Grandfathers on my Mothers side, brought their families to Kalgoorlie to live. George Nankiville came from Berrima in NSW with his wife Sarah and my Grandmother Myra and her brothers. Andrew Bruce came […]
The Ragged Thirteen – a verse
20/06/2020 By Leave a Comment
Sunday Times 21 August 1938, page 21 A Rhyme of the Ragged Thirteen (By Dryblower Murphy.) The cases of fizz are on the ice, the table turkey’s trussed (Hang the bother and hang the price when its vintage versus dust). There’s crooners to croon and a band to play, speeches and toasts in turn, And […]
