The Teams


A cloud of dust on the long white road,
And the teams go creeping on
Inch by inch with the weary load;

by Henry Lawson Click to read full poem

Comments about The Teams

Henry Lawson 12 Feb 09:33
why r there so many Henry Lawsons?
Henry Lawson 08 Dec 2019 08:59
thank you @paul herring it was really hard to write but very rewarding
Paul Herring 02 Jul 2019 04:41
Tremendous poem! We learnt this as kids in school. It depicts so well the life, now long gone, of the teamster and his challenges in charge of up to 20 bullocks pulling side by side yoked together. With a huge whip made of greenside (unprocessed as in leather, cow-hide) often as long as 5 metres the teamster didn't have it easy. Henry depicted this so well - he knew a thing or two about the teamster's lot.
Henry Lawson 18 Jun 2019 09:05
sup broskis i would just like to say that i hatbush ballads they r so bad stupid poems m8
banjo patterson 18 Jun 2019 09:03
watch out henry i go drop a disstrack on u bruv wso back off
ur boi 16 Jun 2019 11:34
i love hnry lwsons poems they r so awesome nah sike they so hahahah lolollolol get rekt m8
trahsy boiiii 16 Jun 2019 11:33
sup my fellow poem writers this better be enough chahrcters
Henry Lawson 04 Jun 2019 03:07
Thank you for saying that but it really was nothing
Brian Jani 19 May 2014 11:30
Henry Lawson this is an amazing poem man! !