Long Brumby Poems

Brumby.

A strong gale cuts its path across the snow laden mountain tops,
light and tough the timor, thoroughbred mix, leads his mob at a trot.
A day spend grazing the valley below they now ascend the range...

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JOE WHITE

Back in 1880 you will find, Joe White he was about.
The Brumby runner master mind. Of this I'll leave no doubt.
He took from Mugan station, 600 Brumbies yes my friend.
Had the best riders of...

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Rainbow Surplus suppressing it’s limelight on the wonders of thy guillotine. Eat a planet with betadine. Horoscopes orders. The empire shines bright on double d’s. Who’s to say Peter hasn’t squandered his own stability? It’s...

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Back in 1880 you will find, Joe White he was about.
The brumby runner master mind. Of this I'll leave no doubt.
He took from Mugan station, 600 brumbies yes my friend.
Had the best riders of the...

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You took off for Christmas and New Years Eve, and you came back high and chirpy with a rosy face looking like daisy blended with charming lips and an attitude that could pull me off...

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The Grey Brumby horse
          Don befriended him,
          as he'd learnt from old Joe White.
   ...

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A long ago, during warm midsummer-nights glow worms reminded me
That constellations in the sky were not the only bright specks,
I’d run my life checks
Irregular but stern
As if I were a dying drifter
Who throws rocks left...

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Hopkins snakes

Old Hopkins had a rope ladder,
To keep snakes out of the house,
Snake killing sticks under the rain water tank,
In the shower, where a snake ate the mouse,
The fowls all lived up in the trees,
Brownies...

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The brumby of Australia, not known to be well bred
Some are tough as leather, but that not often said
More criticised that praised, for damage that they do
Muddying the waterholes, as cattle never do

The biggest problem...

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The sound of those horse hoofs in surround sound, I have never forgotten.
Or the twins, who were not speaking – Harrison living in high cotton.
Spur, striking gold, and giving Jim’s dad’s share to him.
Man from...

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Know you’re alive

Oh you know you’re alive!
In a punch up mate,
And you duck ,
as he swings at you,
Straight left does get,
 you out of strife,
right cross for him will do.
(your shout George.....after a punchup)

You saddle...

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BERSHEBA BATTLE  W.W.1

Horses sensed the coming battle,
Heard sabres rattling to be free.
Fed a nose bag of oats, and the rattle, 
Of bayonets on the rifles, old Brumby
Off they are now, at a good trot....

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