Inside the dusty brick kiln, Outside the pelting rain, Four young blokes wiping raindrops from their heads, We had rushed up from the river, Where our sleep had been curtailed, No more the river grasses for our head.Continue reading “Apricots and Agitators”
Ride From Bathurst to Sydney, in Twenty Hours
1857 by An Eye-Witness
In a Bathurst Sale Yard One bright May morn, Where lots of men were waiting, Amongst the crowd was Skillicorn And patient Job Manning. Skillicorn was heard to say, “I will ride my horse to Sydney in a day.”Continue reading “Ride From Bathurst to Sydney, in Twenty Hours”
The Lookout
A hundred years ago You walked this avenue That I now stroll along Transfixed by harbour views Heading for the lookout That bears a Lady's name The floating fort still there Some things stay the same.Continue reading “The Lookout”
Blue Negative
