No more bets big Nick cried, as the pennies went up, And they spun round and round in the air Tails he called when they came down to rest, For the spinner it was sheer despair. He tossed the kip down on the ground in the ring; that was a quick lost ten quid […]
The Diggers New Year Song!
09/01/2016 By Leave a Comment
The Diggers new Year Song describes how a group of miners toiled without success until late in the Old Year and having at last struck gold were determined that all around them would join in celebrating the advent of the New Year and the good luck they were sure lay ahead:- Come pass the glasses […]
A Man was Killed in the Mine Today – Poem
05/04/2015 By 1 Comment
I entered the cage for the ‘Number Nine’ A trucker paused at the brace to say, As he left the depths of the gloomy mine, A man was killed in the mine today! Then the winder sang as we rushed below, And the plats flashed upwards merrily, And yet to toil. Yet it came to […]
Poem – Oh! Who Could Paint a Goldfield
14/03/2015 By 2 Comments
I came across this poem many years ago and it is still my favorite:- Oh! Who could paint a Goldfields and paint the picture right? As old adventurers saw it in early morning light. The yellow mounds of mullock with spots of red and white The scattered quartz that glistens like diamonds in the light […]
The Ghosts of Bayley Street – a verse
04/01/2015 By 3 Comments
Almost 1000 men under the age of 26 lies buried in the Coolgardie Cemetery. The Ghosts of Bayley Street Last night the occult was in power And as the clocks struck midnight hour With saddened eyes and soundless feet, A thousand ghosts walked Bayley Street Ghosts of men who, joys denying Paved the way, and […]
