by Andree Hayward 1896 a verse In the outback pub it was always know when ‘womenfolk’ would be arriving in town. The news could never be kept secret. When the weekly coach arrived all eyes would be on the lookout to catch a glimpse of the ‘new girl’. There was no lack of assistance in […]
The Man who Invented “The Old Pioneers” – a verse
They had to be born, for in early Coolgardie We had to appear to our folks in the East As patient explorers, courageous and hardy, Facing fortune and famine, wild blizzard and beast; We had to account in the pannikin papers, For whiskers that covered us well to the waist, And our penchant persistent for […]
The Heat Wave – a verse
The Heat Wave When the earth was parched and the sky aflame When the old year slept beyond praise or blame In an evil moment a heatwave came Some dropped the pen and some dropped the pick Some were dying, and some more were sick And sunstroke cases came fast and thick Creation dropped in […]
The Desert Secrets – by Jules Raeside
There’s a shaker up the gully, There’s a paddock partly stripped, And a shovel pick and dishes lying round And a little heap of tailings Lying underneath the sieves And a heap of hoppers stones upon the ground. But the hand that shook the shaker Never more will raise a ‘run’, O’er the ripples of […]
Oh! Who could paint a Goldfields – Henry Lawson
This is a favourite of mine, especially the first two lines, to me, they are evocative of the spirit of the Goldfields: 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 […]
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