Ballad Of Thunderbolt
18 April, 2011
Author: Elizabeth Squires
Thunderbolt was a bush-rangers
And a gentleman at that
He rode The New England Ranges
In a broad brimmed hat
From Tenterfield to Uralla
His exploits were well known
Stealing the best of horse flesh
The ones with pace in their bones
He was a cunning fellow
Avoiding the constabulary
Hiding in farm houses
With his friends and family
On the way to Tamworth
He was cornered at a rocky outcrop
And met his fatal end
In the form of a gun shot
Outside Uralla
On the New England Highway
The rock where he was shot
Bears his name to-day
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Comments on this poem/writing:
| Stephen Harper (69.157.6.219) -- Monday, April 18 2011, 04:31 pm a wonderful evocative story told in poem form and a very visual one at that - it's like cinema for the mind - and you have written an entire novel in a few short lines ....and yes you write in an economic format which is 'epic' in its scope! |
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