Poems by Rex Ingamells
Shifting Camp
... Neighing of night-rested mounts&hellip ...
The Camp Fires of the Past
... while eyes gleamed bright, through smoke drift, bodies shone ...
Macquarie Harbour
... .. but lash-strokes sound in every shock ...
Captain William Bligh
... hoists high the lie till truth shall square the score ...
Boomerang
... at a Warrior who chipped at it with pieces of flint, ...
Ship from the Thames
... Stay, ship from Thames with fettered sails ...
News of the Sun
... and, threading song on wing-beat whirrs, ...
