Memories Magazine Publications


James MacKenzie  1855-1856        

Poem published in Memories Magazine Issue 76  Page
                                                                                            

Photo of James Mackenzie's dog Friday.  
Where sheep graze on sun stunted fodder 
and dewy flats lie 
a lone shepherd with a dog  
cast a thoughtful eye 
the stockman walked a rugged route 
above the tawny grass 
James MacKenzie herding sheep          
from north of Timaru                       
by Dunstan Ranges 
through Lindis Pass 
was the route he took them through
An overseer saw him 
and with two Maori tied him up 
as the strong eyed dog Friday 
ran like a frightened pup 
Then MacKenzie made his own escape 
below the mountain tops 
but one hundred miles north at Lyttelton 
was recaptured by the cops
He went to court a Scottish man 
accused of stealing sheep 
where he yawned or muttered Gaelic
while looking half asleep
Twice he escaped from capture 
but didn’t get away 
the public cried their sympathy 
and wanted to have their say 
five years hard labour 
was finally quashed 
and a Magistrate pardoned him

Engine Driver  Poem published in Memories Magazine  Issue  72 Page




A rough and ready derelict
stands with a bike  calliper braked,
at a railway crossing
as a KA936 J10 approaches
a mile a minute a mile a minute
over Manawatu plains
where a hawk dives over burnt grasses
and cats sit in draped windows,
while an old man lies dying
in an old railway cottage
pondering the Mangaweka viaduct
and dreaming of the Raurimu Spiral
with thoughts of ti whanake ( cabbage tree )
or straw hats in blackberry bushes
as a tocking clock ticks Brown’s dog
holds its own against the ravages
of a deep snooze
or barks on a chain with exploding teeth
in the guts of Aotearoa
where passengers drink from cups
thick as your lips,
eating old railway pies
with apparitions clear,
as a more-pork is heard
close to where the old man lies dying
in an old railway cottage
remembering the picture train
between Taumarunui and Ohakune
with thoughts of Tangiwai 1953
or a steam train belching black
to inviting skys,
the main trunk rising
1200 feet from Taihape to Waiouru
shepherds land,
the old man in the railway cottage
Knows the gobbling of oranges
at the Cascade Cup
or remembers the children with pig tails
catching a late train with lunch bags full
of unwelcomed homework,
they threw rocks on the rail track

And it was true and it was odd 
how James and dog would fade from view


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