Category: Bush poetry
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In the Abyss…
In the abyss of the nighttime post midnight ‘till dawn,One may think near not a thing may go on…Yet the bushland ’tis oft’ more alive night than day,For in the cool of the night in summer ’tis easier to play…The old farm dogs may bark at the roo’s by the fence,Making those unadapted a touch…
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A Mini Mindful Moment by a Campfire…
“Imagine for a moment, Your at a cozy quiet camp site, Deep in the Aussie bushland, Upon a damp, densely foggy morn… A rouge ray of sunshine breaks through the fog, Warming your soul from where it first touches, As cell by cell it starts dissolving any remaining dull monologue…”
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A Meditative Poetic Moment Caught in a Whirlwind
Expand your perspective as you cleanse your aura and bring your chakras further into alignment whilst finding your bliss enchanted by sparkling red/orange sand and the flora and fauna of the Australian Outback!
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Wisp O’ the Wind
When not a leaf is moving,And the day is sticky and thick,The heat’s so dense it’s hard to breathe,As one contemplates lazing round near in the nick…No bird is stirring though the midst of the day,’Tis too dry and hot even for them,The flys though are out in force to drive most mad,However ’tis not…
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Off Upon a Bushwalk!
When one’s off upon a bushwalk on a clear, cool afternoon, One can revel in wonders to be found all around, From wildlife equally enjoying the crisp winter air, To the rainbow of parrots, wrens and finches singing sweetly their own sound…
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Dawn upon the Outback day.
As the sun’s light seeps into the outback, The bushland’s as still as can be, ‘Till starts the chorus of magpie’s warble, Before the dawn blends into morning, The dew drops dry and reptiles warm into another Outback day.
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When the storms roll on in.
When hail and droplets heavy hide the bushland that surrounds, One knows there’ll be nothing but mud for days upon the ground, Yet once it does dry the outback blooms now with replenishment abounds!
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Autumnal Outback
After a blistering outback summer near unbearable, The Australian Outback comes back to life, As Native mammals take their turn to be more active, The colours of an autumnal outback have their moment to believe…
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When the Kingfisher’s come to call.
For when the Kingfisher’s come to call, ‘Tis a delight to one and all, Unless you happen to be their prey, They tend to leave one in a happier day…
