The Bush – A Poem…

The Bush

By Baz – The Landy

“Up on the hill,

Looking over the land,

A vista so vast,

So splendid and grand,


A Bellbird sings,

It’s a familiar tune,

A lyrebird dances,

Feathers fanned in full plume,


Nearby a ‘roo bounds,

Always nimble on its feet,

Joey’s in the pouch,

It’s a prime viewing seat,


There’s the whistle of the wind,

Rustling softly through the trees,

As an eagle overhead,

Soars high, so carefree,


Now night is descending,

The sun ever so low,

There’s the crackle of a fire,

And warmth, as embers glow…”


Poem and photos: Baz – The Landy

5 thoughts on “The Bush – A Poem…

  1. Lavinia Ross May 20, 2017 / 4:05 am

    Enjoyed your beautiful, descriptive poem, Baz, and the photos. I think that campfire scene is one of my favorites.


    • Baz - The Landy May 21, 2017 / 8:04 am

      I must “confess” it was from my files, but I did have the campfire going (as usual). Mind you, it is one of my all time favourite campfire shots also. Taken along the Sandy Blight Track…Cheers, Baz

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  2. Miriam May 19, 2017 / 9:36 pm

    Lovely and evocative scenes of our great land.


    • Baz - The Landy May 21, 2017 / 8:02 am

      Hi Miriam, I’m always inspired by being out in the bush. Oddly, this just started going around in my head, so though it best to write it down! Cheers, Baz

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      • Miriam May 21, 2017 / 9:11 am

        Well I’m glad you shared it. The bush is always a great place for inspiration. 🌳


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