Packhorse Poems - Poems about Packhorse

...You see that there? That’s Sinter’s Cross, on the bluff by the stream, a cross has stood there with his name since eighteen eighty-three. That was the year John Sinter fell, but I’ll not skip ah......

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...Mirage Files by Odin Roark How rapid their collection From nasty medicines Cloaked with mother’s smile To spoonfuls upon mouthfuls Handfuls to bucketsful Filling irony’s three-drawer his......

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...Hunted by Don Johnson Brisbane-Australia On a bitter cold and moonless night, there came a gentle knock at the door. Only half heard Joe did stir from sleep, alight, to meet a stra......

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...Silver moonbeams strike the old packhorse bridge As its ancient stones use silent language To speak of those who passed this way before And stood on these worn slates staring in awe At the sand......

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...Early winter sun; low in the sky Warm light burnishing the yellow leaves that stubbornly cling to the birches Silver trunks contrast with their own dark shadows Russet browns of the larches beyo......

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...For those not familiar with Banjo Paterson's poem LOST you may like to read it first to understand the sequel below. You can find it at http://www.uq.edu.au/~mlwham/banjo/lost.html He stood......

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