Ghosts of Cooper Creek
I live and breathe the silences and dust where no man reigns… – Cold Chisel, Wild … Continue reading Ghosts of Cooper Creek
I live and breathe the silences and dust where no man reigns… – Cold Chisel, Wild … Continue reading Ghosts of Cooper Creek
Out here nothing changes, not in a hurry anyway. You feel the endlessness, running on the light of day… … Continue reading Wide Awake in Dreamland
With cold steel bayonets gleaming, in sodden seas of blood. They raced towards the stronghold, all in a crimson flood,Such … Continue reading The Light Horse
Here endless trickles count what comes to be and grain by grain the runnels decimate Eternity. – … Continue reading Time in the Flinders Ranges