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 […]
Found Dead – a verse
The suns fierce beams are striking From out the cloudless sky, And a weary man is toiling On the sand plain drear and dry. His tongue is swollen and blackening And his eyes are dimmed and blurred How he longs for the sight of timber; Fringing some streamlet clear! He shades his throbbing eyeballs With […]
The Neglected Cemetery – by Janet Wells
Riding down a rutted track In climate hot and harsh, The townships just a few miles back Along the salty marsh; Its gardens full of flowering trees, Its fences bougainvillea strewn, Its roadside curbs of colored stone By local tradesmen hewn. Where people live in tidy homes, The single storied kind, And parks and greens […]
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