Leaking Pen

(Wellington, New Zealand)

Arawatta


Where did I come from?
The family tree destiny
It sank in 1936
Somewhere of the Sydney Heads
My grandmother made her way
Back to her birth place
The Land of the Cedars
On May 30th 1905
What if she waited till 1936?
I would not be typing this poem!

March 02 2013
Copyright Leaking Pen 2013


ARAWATTA 1889-1924

ARAWATTA 2,114 gross tons,1,192 net. Lbd: 300' x 37'1' x 17'6'. Steel steamship built by W Denny & Bros., Dumbarton Glasgow for AUSN. Power source: Triple expansion engine producing 274 horsepower, two double ended coal fired boilers. Built as a passenger ship working the main routes of the company. Sold 28th April 1924 to W Waugh of Sydney who converted her into a hulk. Scuttled off Sydney Heads September 14th 1936. Sistership to Aramac & Wodonga

Submitted: Friday, March 01, 2013
Edited: Saturday, March 02, 2013

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