[Editor: This poem by “Dryblower” Murphy was published in Dryblower’s Verses (1926).] Signals. Since man made love in prehistoric times, Since maidens wooed and winked in leafy lanes; Lovers have sung their songs in raptured rhymes, Don Juans serenaded Jills and … [Read more...] about Signals [poem by “Dryblower” Murphy, 1926]
Dryblower’s Verses (Dryblower Murphy 1926)
Cooking and Patching Their Dungaree Pants [poem by “Dryblower” Murphy, 1926]
[Editor: This poem by “Dryblower” Murphy was published in Dryblower’s Verses (1926).] Cooking and Patching Their Dungaree Pants. (The woman said she was sick of cooking and patching his dungaree pants at the mulga mine.) Think of it, dwell on it, mining camp … [Read more...] about Cooking and Patching Their Dungaree Pants [poem by “Dryblower” Murphy, 1926]
My Love [poem by “Dryblower” Murphy, 1926]
[Editor: This poem by “Dryblower” Murphy was published in Dryblower’s Verses (1926).] My Love. My love’s not like the lilies fair, And all that sort of thing; Although her voice is rich and rare I seldom hear her sing. Within a restaurant she works Wherein I daily … [Read more...] about My Love [poem by “Dryblower” Murphy, 1926]
Leah Fouracre: Vale! [poem by “Dryblower” Murphy, 1926]
[Editor: This poem by “Dryblower” Murphy was published in Dryblower’s Verses (1926).] Leah Fouracre. Vale! Peace to the ashes that lie Down where the jarrah-trees old, Stretching their arms to the sky, Shower their leaves on the mould. Untended the scrub-scattered … [Read more...] about Leah Fouracre: Vale! [poem by “Dryblower” Murphy, 1926]
The Rhymes Our Hearts Can Read [poem by “Dryblower” Murphy, 1926]
[Editor: This poem by “Dryblower” Murphy was published in Dryblower’s Verses (1926).] The Rhymes Our Hearts Can Read. We are sated of songs that drone the praise, Of a world beyond our ken; We are bored by the ballads of beaten ways And milk-and-water men; We are … [Read more...] about The Rhymes Our Hearts Can Read [poem by “Dryblower” Murphy, 1926]
“Pink” [poem by “Dryblower” Murphy, 1926]
[Editor: This poem by “Dryblower” Murphy was published in Dryblower’s Verses (1926).] “Pink.” (Private David Simcock, known as ‘Pink Top,’ died a hero at the Dardanelles). I carnt berleeve ’e’s gorn — Pore ole Pink — Bullet ’it an’ shrapnel torn, In a wink, ’Cos us … [Read more...] about “Pink” [poem by “Dryblower” Murphy, 1926]
The Smiths: A Story of Early Coolgardie [poem by “Dryblower” Murphy, 1926]
[Editor: This poem by “Dryblower” Murphy was published in Dryblower’s Verses (1926).] The Smiths. A Story of Early Coolgardie. We had many problems set us when Coolgardie was a camp, When a journey to the goldfields meant a coach-fare or a tramp; We had water … [Read more...] about The Smiths: A Story of Early Coolgardie [poem by “Dryblower” Murphy, 1926]
Look at His Left Lapel [poem by “Dryblower” Murphy, 1926]
[Editor: This poem by “Dryblower” Murphy was published in Dryblower’s Verses (1926).] Look at His Left Lapel. Look at his left lapel. See if he’s single-and-fit; See if he’s been through hell, See if he’s done his bit. * * * * * Look at him fair and square, Look … [Read more...] about Look at His Left Lapel [poem by “Dryblower” Murphy, 1926]
It Appears [poem by “Dryblower” Murphy, 1926]
[Editor: This poem by “Dryblower” Murphy was published in Dryblower’s Verses (1926).] It Appears. In every population in our cities and our towns, Among our Smiths and Johnsons, Wilsons, Robinsons and Browns, There are scandalising stickybeaks who flute across the … [Read more...] about It Appears [poem by “Dryblower” Murphy, 1926]
The Saddest and the Gladdest [poem by “Dryblower” Murphy, 1926]
[Editor: This poem by “Dryblower” Murphy was published in Dryblower’s Verses (1926).] The Saddest and the Gladdest. “What is the saddest sight you’ve seen in all the wide, wide world?” Thus asked a damsel dainty, dreamy eyes and tresses curled. “You write of battles, … [Read more...] about The Saddest and the Gladdest [poem by “Dryblower” Murphy, 1926]