Best Bushland Poems

free-roaming feral
Australian mob of brumbies-
Snowy River man...

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Screeching cockatoos
Laughing young Kookaburras
Summer’s wild flowers...

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There's a breed of Aussie hero who has served this nation well 
and they don a yellow uniform to face the fires of hell. 
When...

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Excitement filled the bushland as December was near
Every creature had been waiting for Christmas time - all year.
Wallabies hung their stockings on a  gumtree...

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At daybreak,  
I approach the beach across a soft hill of clover, 
past sleeping Pandanus palms,
and down a small sand dune.

I am enveloped by...

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The Long Drought

A raging drought is running, causing pain
Beneath the scorching sun, the barren plain
The river’s gone, she’s ceased her mighty flow
And bushland trees no...

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School holidays were testing times for Mum’s with things we done,
when us kids had idle time to chase the values of new fun.
We’d trained our...

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I’m a very early riser  - the first settler’s 
alarm clock you might say- 
If you haven’t heard my native name 
Wiradjuri guuguubarr- That’s...

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Drink the Namibia Countryside 

Namibia a West African country, on the Atlantic coast
Namibia’s beauty is wonderfully surreal and alluring,
With endless savannah and bushland 
With most...

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I am the bushland dawning
in the stillness of the morning
I am the sunlit plains
and the mighty river's flow

I'm the drought and I'm the flood
I'm the...

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I passed by Old Man Banksia, a wonderfully gnarled tree,
While trekking through the Jamison, a bushland pedigree,
I saw the broad leaf of the Geebung, with...

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To take the time to dream awhile
By winding rivers and bushland trails
Lacy ferns line rivers edge
And reeds grow tall to cast a hedge

The sun filled...

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Of a distant land I ponder.
Of a country torn asunder.
Of Zimbabwe ne'er forgotten -
Where the life has turned so rotten.
Ah it tugs my heartstrings so...

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You cause my breath to still
Arachne.
Your handiwork of splendid intricacy
Suspended from the armpits of nature, 
vividly displayed through the unfolding mist,
holds me in this moment.
Adornments...

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Oh to observe the world in all its beauty
Just for a moment to ignore what is wrong 
And all we do that is wrong and...

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