Grannys grave

[Maureen K Clifford]

Grannys Grave.

I went to visit Granny’s grave down there at Warrnambool.
The day was cold and damp – the wind was bleak.
The ocean pounded into shore and flung its spume up high
so noisy that one could not bear to speak.

Her grave sat sad and desolate, no other graves were near
I thought how lonely this woman would be
entombed and isolated here amongst the shifting sands.
I wondered who might know her history.

Everyone called her Granny – but she was Granny to none
who were living, for she died long ago.
Her tombstone says that here lies a Mrs James Raddleston.
Her own name not displayed for none here know.

She’s acknowledged as being the first white woman to die
in Warrnambool in eighteen forty eight.
The settlement had not been established even a year
How did she die? Of What? What of her mate?

She rests o’erlooking Lady Bay and most days some folk pass.
Young surfers, joggers, folk walking a hound.
The Edinburgh Castles rotting hull lies on the sands nearby,
a wreck full of cement the sea has drowned.

Her husband fished for Cray in the wild waters of the bay
and home was just a humble canvas tent.
But none it seems have details of this lady on the shore.
Not who she was, or how her time was spent.

Perhaps she dreams of seeing Southern Right whales passing by,
and hears their singing from out in the deep.
Perhaps she walks the shores at night with other shipwrecked souls
whose bodies Lady Bay opted to keep.

Perhaps the ancient ones of the Gunditjmara people
have kindly shared with her their dreaming space
There are no answers evident or none that can be found.
I'm putting flowers on Granny's grave - her final resting place




Maureen Clifford © 03/12 edited 01/13

[Maureen K Clifford]

in line with the poetry homework I set for this week - this lady appears to have completely disappeared in the annals of time with only a headstone on a rocky shoreline to show she even existed. No photos exist to my knowledge and yet historically she has importance.

http://monumentaustralia.org.au/monumen ... 20&image=0

[Heather]

Behind any name in stone there is a human story hey Maureen? The fun can be in investigating the story behind the name.

Heather

[alongtimegone]

Another sad one Maureen but another interesting story nevertheless. By the way I have just noticed you're an Ippy person. I live at Bellbowrie, pretty close. I'm in and out quite often as my favourite GP has a practice there.
Cheers ...Wazza