(header photographs by Harry Waite 1912-2011)

The Myth of the Sacred Brumby






 Tom Hayllar


Kimberely Spring

The plunge of the paddle
the tilt of the sky
and the blue and the golden -
the sandbanks drift by ...
li-loing on the Shoalhaven
curving the water and air
hearing the chant
of the next cascade
wizardly stirring the air
These are the hours of sunshine
carried along by the flow
Nature - the bearded rock imp
waves greenly the way to go .
Tom Hallyar 1990
The creek
Through a gallery
Of sandstone statuary
Sun teeming
Red rock slabs
Sliding between
A small cliff below,
Where smoothly cupped
We swim
Langourously , big pooled
Fluidly free shaped above
Then liquidly , loquaciously
 Lissomly leaving
One corridor of stone
For the next
Seeming crystal
Smoothworks down
long obsidian glide
To livistonia light
Pooling our thoughts
We splash mindlessly.
Tom Hayllar
c. 1990