In The Future by Prospect Good Oh what will the bush bards sing in time When the digging days are done? When the roaring times have been sung in rhymes The yarns of the past all spun? When there’s no new field to rush and work And never a campfire gleams When the stampers’ roar […]
The White Horse Blow – a verse
The White Horse Blow by Alfred E Wallace ‘The Axeman” Lo, hear the hobbles jingle And the old Mokes bells a dingle And from the far-off Dolly Pot, the echo seems to ring O’er the ranger and the ridges Through the mulgas and the gidgeas. Where McGann was ‘Costeen Champion’, and Pearsey Floater King, Kirklands […]
Death of a Bushman – Ray Jackson
We are pleased to have another excellent story and verse by Ray Jackson – This is what he tells me about it: In 1897 both of my Great Grandfathers on my mother’s side, brought their families to Kalgoorlie to live. George Nankiville came from Berrima in NSW with his wife Sarah and my Grandmother Myra […]
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 comfortable in the load And […]
The Spell of Coolgardie – a verse
Ships brought men to Perth From all parts of the earth Lured by fabulous tales of gold yields Some biked it, some hiked it But no one quite liked it The long dreary trek to the fields The ground was their bed A stone for ones head Four bags made a Wagga like quilt Bough […]
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