Twilight
So, it's thank you mates for caring and sharing time with me,
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we've reminisced and lived again
old days of Billy Tea
on the dusty western backroads
with "Blue" beside my knee.
I'm a bent and busted shearer
in twilight time today
and my pension pays for nurses
who treat me where I lay.
The morning shift will wake me up
in time for breakfast toast.
They feed me like a gentleman
when dinner smells of roast.
I used to scrounge a crust or two
between the sheds outback,
I'd chop the wood or fix a fence
for mutton in my sack.
The curlew's cry when night was dark,
the mopoke's call to mate,
the glow of campfires' cheery coals
were friends when day grew late.
Each afternoon they sit with me
to hear my tales again,
they measure out my medicine
to ease old aches and pain.
So, it's thank you mates for caring
and sharing time with me,
we've reminisced and lived again
our days of Billy Tea
on the dusty western backroads
with "Blue" beside my knee
Surry Hills Steak
The meals were rather small
so the waiter saw my call
and came to the table at the side.
"How did you find your steak?"
Well, I honestly replied
with a toothpick in my teeth,
"I rolled over the pea
and it was underneath!"
- Kevin Pye
Mudgee Valley Writers
We were founded in 1986 We are a branch of the Fellowship of Australian Writers. We meet between 12 noon and 3pm on the second Tuesday of the month at Club Mudgee. We host and judge a biennial National Competition in adult, novice and children's sections of prose and poetry. Publish anthologies of members' writings. We encourage members own book launches and promotion.