Poems

Not Too Bad De cottage vas close py der garden gate, It vas not mighdty hardt to find it, A couple of gum-trees grew shoost in […]

O’Toole And McSharry In the valley of the Lachlan, where the perfume from the pines Fills the glowing summer air like incense spreading; Where the silent […]

Rum And Water Stifling was the air, and heavy; blowflies buzzed and held a levee, And the mid-day sun shone hot upon the plains of Bungaroo, […]

Schneider Strauss I vas all der country hunting for a man I vants to meet, I vas bursting me to schlog him on der cop. If […]

The Rouseabout In a humble hut, on a scrubby flat, Near the land of the setting sun, Lived a simple but honest rouseabout, Who rejoiced in […]

The Song Of The Sundowner I’m the monarch of valley, and hill, and plain, And the king of this golden land. A continent broad is my […]

The Voice Of The Willows Hiding away from the sunlight, Close by a rippling stream, Hallowed by childish fancies And many a waking dream; There is […]

Think Of Me Think of me, when ‘mid joy and gladness They bark glides smoothly down life’s tranquil stream. When thy life, free from care or […]

Why Doherty Died It was out on the Bogan near Billabong Creek Where the sky shines like brass seven days in the week, Where the buzzin’ […]

Disguises High stretched upon the swinging yard, I gather in the sheet; But it is hard And stiff, and one cries haste. Then He that is […]