The Devout Lover [poem by “Dryblower” Murphy, 1926]

[Editor: This poem by “Dryblower” Murphy was published in Dryblower’s Verses (1926).] The Devout Lover. ’Twas by the sandy Crawley Spit His eye upon his float, I saw a fishing person sit Within a fishing boat. And glancing upwards from my book, From one of many yawns, I saw him bait his barb’rous hook With […]

Bricks of Beer [poem by “Dryblower” Murphy, 1926]

[Editor: This poem by “Dryblower” Murphy was published in Dryblower’s Verses (1926).] Bricks of Beer. You talk of your old “Golden Shanty” Ted Dyson invented and built, But you’ll warble a weakly andante When I’ve lifted you my little lilt. Gold in a brick-clay you may get, It’s one of geology’s tricks; But I’ll take […]

On Nights Like These [poem by “Dryblower” Murphy, 1926]

[Editor: This poem by “Dryblower” Murphy was published in Dryblower’s Verses (1926).] On Nights Like These. (Written during the fearful Trevessa storm.) On nights like these, when breezes bitter blow And all the wrath of God comes down in rain, When crowded clouds hang pendulously low And hell’s battalions march the ungoverned main, The puny […]

Fighting in France [poem by “Dryblower” Murphy, 1926]

[Editor: This poem by “Dryblower” Murphy was published in Dryblower’s Verses (1926).] Fighting in France. Perth daily paper ad.:— “Will some kind person adopt a motherless baby girl? Father killed in France?” Are you list’ning, O, Heavyheart, childless and lone? Are you reading this message aright? Is your soul of souls touched by its pitiful […]

Wot’s Yours? [poem by “Dryblower” Murphy, 1926]

[Editor: This poem by “Dryblower” Murphy was published in Dryblower’s Verses (1926).] Wot’s Yours? “I never nursed a dear gazelle,” The decomposing poet rhymed, “But when it came to know me well The high-up, heavenly stairs he climbed.” The last line may not be correct — It may be off its quoting feet — But […]