I’M travellin’ down the Castlereagh, and I’m a station hand,
I’m handy with the ropin’ pole, I’m handy with the brand,
And I can ride a rowdy colt, or swing the axe all day,
But there’s no demand for a station-hand along the Castlereagh. +
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Excellently written poetic narrative of country life from the viewpoint of a skilled farmhand. A wonderful read, great style and enjoyable content.
The pack-horse runs behind us, for he follows like a dog, And we cross a lot of country at the old jig-jog. a very good poem. tony
Bush poetry at its very best, banjo and Lawson Australian greats, give everyone a laugh
A well written poem of a bushman who is wandering all the time. Good narrative poetry.
A well written poem narrating the story of shift. Awesome work. Admirations.
Sing song adventure. One can almost hear it sung around a campfire as they hunt for their next destination and a hope to be treated with dignity. You can hear them sing the repeating stanza- " Shift boys shift" Fun working song.
A Bushnan's Song! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
A superb story poem narrating the story of a station hand and his pack horse and their deeds.
The poem that sounds like a ballad deserves felicitaions
It's a nicely composed narrative poem going on like a descriptive novel! Thanks for sharing here!
The pack-horse runs behind us, for he follows like a dog, And we cross a lot of country at the old jig-jog.....touching expression.Beautiful poem.
Travelling experience is excellently expressed basing upon self perception. Riding the old black horse is memorable. This poem is really very amazing.
But it's time that I was movin', I've a mighty way to go Till I drink artesian water from a thousand feet below....so nicely expressed! A wonderful poem..5 stars.