IN MEMORY OF THE DROVERS
Out by the Conkleberry bushes, where the big
buck Spinifex grows,
Over breakaway country and ridges; where
Kimberley Rivers flow.
Where wild donkeys gather and the frill neck
lizards run,
And the dingoes stay in hiding till day is
nearly done.
By secluded waterholes, where the brumbies come
to drink,
In the full moon's eerie glow, you'll see a
hundred ghosts I think.
Perhaps of old Tom Quilty or others who came
before,
Men who loved the bush and never heard the
slamming of a door.
You might see the drover's herds as they feed
across the plain;
Heading north and west; never to see New South Wales again.
Maybe led by Patsy Durack, or others of his
kind,
Men with a new land's vision, men who were not
blind.
And if you look real careful, you'll see packs
upon their mules,
Packed by men of substance, who won't tolerate
the fools.
And if you listen hard you might hear their whips
begin to crack,
Used by men who go forward, seldom turning
back.
You might even hear them singing as they ride
night watch on the herd;
But when the cattle rush, they'll ride hard,
saying not a word.
Men who tamed the outback; who reaped just what
they sowed,
Who put the herds together and with pride they
fairly glowed.
Then the images fade, as the moon goes behind a
cloud,
And the wild horses run into nights' darkened
shroud.
And left behind I wonder, if the past is really
gone,
For I'm sure there are men today who show the
spirit of old Tom.
This poem is dedicated to the memory of
Charles Torrance MacMicking
(22.07.28 - 20.06.95).
The last of the true Kimberley drovers.
© Corin Linch 29th June
1995 - Rewrite 16/1/07
Old Mac was my wife’s step father, when I
first went to Moola Bulla he had a contract mustering plant, in the earlier
years he had walked fat bullocks from the stations in the Halls Creek area up
to the Wyndham meat-works. His reputation as a drover was second to none, he was
the last of the Kimberley
drovers. Tom Quilty and Patsy Durack should need no introduction to anyone
familiar with Australian bush history.
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