The Old Terbaccy Tin – In 1985 Dan Callaghan died and was buried in the Sandstone Cemetery. This poem was dedicated to him and all of the other old times who will forever provide us with inspiration: I found him lying by the road So I shut the old truck down And made him […]
Burt Street – by Vic Dale
Burt Street Boulder Oh the years have long strayed, where my younger days played The dust on a long summer breeze Our old house where we stayed, mother cried when she prayed The dust storms that came as they pleased The Old Trams of Burt Street, in an old world compete With steam on the […]
Billy & I – by Dryblower Murphy
Billy and I by Dryblower Murphy 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 And fleeting joy or […]
Of Christmas Past :
I would like to wish all my readers a happy and peaceful Christmas. There will be no newsletter next week, but we will be back again on the 3rd January. Hopefully this will be a better year for everyone. Of Christmas Past Often in my dreams I hear voices- Whispering tales of shady places With […]
When I Die – a verse
Carry me back to the bush when I die. Its there that I always could rest. Bury me deep in the deserts red earth On a dry river bank in the west. Take me back home to the stock camp Out on the endless red plain Let my sole know the peace and the quiet […]
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