The Old Mass Shandryden (John O Brien Poems)
I can see it in my dreaming o'er a gap of thirty years,And the rattle of its boxes still is ...
John O Brien Poems on Faces (11 Poems)
The Trimmin’s on the Rosary (John O Brien Poems)
Ah, the memories that find me now my hair is turning gray,Drifting in like painted butterflies from paddocks far away;Dripping ...
Vale` – Father Pat (John O Brien Poems)
Yes, that's the hardest hand at all upon my frosted head-That telegram that brought the news that Father Pat is ...
The Old Bush School (John O Brien Poems)
'Tis a queer, old battered landmark that belongs to other years;With the dog-leg fence around it, and its hat about ...
Honeymooning (John O Brien Poems)
To the rooms where I am dining in the glaring city's dayCome the happy honeymooners from the country far away,Two ...
Said Hanrahan (John O Brien Poems)
"We'll all be rooned," said HanrahanIn accents most forlornOutside the church ere Mass beganOne frosty Sunday morn.The congregation stood about,Coat-collars ...
Come, Sing Australian songs to me! (John O Brien Poems)
Come, Little One, and sing to me A song our big wide land to bless,Around whose gentle parent-knee We've twined the flowers ...
When Old Man Carey Died (John O Brien Poems)
A night of wind and driving rain, No light on land or sky-The sharp squalls shook the window-pane And scurried loudly by,When ...
Peter Nelson’s Fiddle (John O Brien Poems)
Do you ever dream you hear it, you who went the lonely track?Do you ever hear its simple melodiesTossing round ...
The Libel (John O Brien Poems)
"The flowers have no scent, and the birds have no song," We read in the lesson before us,While carols enchanted came ...
Laughing Mary (John O Brien Poems)
With cheeks that paled the rosy morn She bounded o'er the heather,And romped with us among the corn When we were kids ...