Nature’s Galleries


Also spelt – sussurus, sussurrous.


The trail skirts the rock at Elachbutting Nature Reserve.

Nature’s Galleries

Plumes of breath
as warmth greets chill air.
Leaving the cocoon,
I embrace the moment,
solace in the billy.

The sun catches up and,
peaty mounds are steaming.
And despite the damp,
leaves crackle underfoot,
such is the nature of eucalypts.

The haunting sound of sheoaks
rustling in the breeze,
entwining as lovers.
Grasses faintly whipping,
softly sweeping.

The trail fills my nostrils,
woos my ears and delights my eyes.
that sensual dawn symphony,
joy for the expectant soul.

Soft drizzle a bejewelled gossamer.
captivated, I move along,
one gallery to the next.
A masterpiece on every side,
unseen, curators scuttling along.

©Paul Cannon



Filed under bush walking, Country, Forest, nature, poetry

26 responses to “Nature’s Galleries

  1. You paint a lovely picture!

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  2. Beautifully penned!❤

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  3. Reblogging to sister site “Timeless Wisdoms”

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  5. Well written and so naturistic lol I know its not a word but I like creating my own vocabulary most times lol 😀 blessings!

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  6. Such a beautiful and serene journey you have painted with your words.

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  7. exquisitely divine … I love our bush and you portray it so well!

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  8. lync56

    Wow this one took me right back – I love this place


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