Broggy, Callaghan, Webster, Crump, Sewell, Newton, McDonald and Marquard.

Merv Webster

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They came of bold and roving stock that would not fixed abide
They were the sons of field and flock since e'er they learnt to ride
We may not hope to see such men in this degenerate years
As those explorers of the bush - the brave old pioneers.

Banjo Paterson - The Pioneers

My inspiration for taking on writing bush poetry began with my love of Australian history and folk lore. In my thirties I undertook the task of tracking down my mum's family the Callaghans. As my mum's dad died in 1940 at the age of thirty six, he left my grandmother with four little girls under the age of eight. My grandmother remarried, so over the years contact with my grandfather's family waned. The task of finding them all took some eight years, but proved to be very rewarding and built up in me a deep respect for all those early pioneers. Since then, I have also researched the Sewell, Marquard, McDonald and Webster, Crump, Edwards and Newton families.

There were so many wonderful stories related to me and I felt there had to be some way I could keep them alive. I began to listen to the larrikin bush yarns and poetry of Keith Garvey and thought,"That's it!" and began to write my first poems, which became the contents of my first book, 'Tales of Uncle Jim'. Since then I have written a collection of eight books and it has been my goal to keep alive our wonderful heritage, the Aussie character and the Aussie bush humour, recording in narrative rhyming verse, or bush ballad, and not only recording it on paper, but on albums and also live performances, which, I feel, bring the stories alive. Today, I am one of a number of bush poets, who in John Laws words are ... keeping the dream alive.

P.S. I decided to take a page out of Stan Coster's book and have taken the plunge and begun singing my ballads as well.
 
Welcome to the forum, Merv! :D

How fascinating. :) If you need any further help in tracking down those pioneer ancestors, pop the details on the forum and we will do all that we can to help.

Good luck!
 
IT’S SAD HOW WE’VE FORGOTTEN

We sat around the fireside one bleak old winter’s night.
Our thoughts were of the buried past along with life’s long plight.
Then reminisced of yesteryears; how quickly time had passed.
Seemed going back was kind of hard, the mem’ries didn’t last.
‘Twas sad how we could not recall the families gone by;
we’d lost our fam’ly heritage and pondered over why.

They were not known for famous deeds; though battlers just the same.
In this great land they’d lived their lives and carried on our name.
Through flood and droughts and fire and wind they managed to survive,
yes fought to make their way in life and tried to stay alive.
‘Twas sad how we could not recall the families gone by;
we’d lost our fam’ly heritage and pondered over why.

We questioned why the memories had seemingly been lost
and figured we must make a search no matter what the cost.
We’d dig into the buried past and see what could be found,
then write the records in a book to keep them safe and sound.
‘Twas sad how we could not recall the families gone by;
but now we’ve got the spirit mate we’ll give it our best try.


©Bush Poet & Balladeer - Merv Webster
 
Welcome in Merv, & sprout it out. What better way for people to learn & remember their history than via Ballards & the Ballardeers who bring our history to life.
 
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