Poems by John Le Gay Brereton
Swags Up!
... New tracks, new camps, and hearts for ever high, ...
Trade
... But surely they have learnt at last ...
The Grey Tide
... And shadowy realms that might have been ...
Anzac
... Praise, praise and love be theirs who came ...
Winter
... Youll feebly sleek your hair of grey, ...
Marlowe
... And through their thundering rifts we go ...
The Sea Maid
... Whispered by lips of some lone-murmuring shell, ...
Erskine
... The trees, the creek, the earth our mother, ...
The Robe of Grass
... Let the frail earth and all its visions melt, &emsp ...
Rod Quinn
... Which fumbling fingers of Time will scarce efface ...
Lali
... Time, they cry, is on the wheel ...
Toby
... The leaping friend, whose jolly bark ...
The Clay
... Let them go whereer they will, ...
Waking
... She whispered, and a wonder stirred, &emsp ...
The Bold Buccaneer
... Though his movements were shy, hed a laugh in his eye, ...
