The Lonely Ghost by Evelyn Cull 1968 Throw another log on the fire, boys, A billy of tea we’ll brew And while we drink a tale I’ll tell Of something strange but true I was camped one night out Malcolm way On the side of a sandy hill, I was sitting beside my fire, mates, […]
Unlucky Jim – a verse
05/03/2022 By Leave a Comment
Northam Courier – 2 Dec 1910, page 6 UNLUCKY JIM Thus he spoke, in tones lugubrious, “Life is but an empty dream” And its joys are just as fleeting, As projections on a screen. Nought remains but plenty trouble, Disappointments, quite a heap, Punted years on singles, doubles, Nuff to make a feller weep. Thus […]
Paddington’s Old Cemetery – a verse
19/02/2022 By Leave a Comment
In Kalgoorlie’s north, away out in the scrub Where nobody’s shoulders you’re likely to rub On an old winding track, one scarcely could see Well hidden by bush is an old cemetery. And those lonely old graves with headstones of white Would appear to be ghosts should you pass by at night. Here graves are […]
The Black Tracker – a verse
22/01/2022 By Leave a Comment
The Black Tracker Swart bloodhounds of the fenceless West, Black gallopers that lead the Law, To whom your victims stand confessed By every lightest line they draw; The hawks that high above you sail Have eyes less keen to pierce the blue, The dingo on his hunting trail Runs slacker in the chase than you! […]
The Resolution:
01/01/2022 By Leave a Comment
The Resolution. A strong and stalwart man was he, And he sat in the shearing shed And shore, on the distant Boolooree, Where the best of sheep are bred. He sang in a voice that was full and deep, And his shear blades merrily rang, And he snipped and snipped at his bleating sheep; And […]
