Blue Mountains Gully
Yellow crops of sandstone,
Jagged mountain peak,
Red display of waratahs,
A meandering bush creek.
White display of flannel flowers,
Bottle brush with orange cones,
Beautiful fronds of tree ferns,
Blue gums with crafted tones.
A frolicking roll of mountain mist,
An ancient windswept cave,
Green moss upon the velvet rocks,
Falling gum leaf gives a wave.
The tinkling sound of bellbirds
Run echoes round the stream,
A yellow-tailed cockatoo
Circles back to where it’s been.
The buzzing of a bush-bee
Comes from near a fallen log,
A croaking sound pervading
It’s a golden striped tree frog.
This bush display persistent,
Wallaby nibbles grass nearby,
A lyre bird shyly into view,
Kookaburras sit in branches high.
The melodic sounds continue,
Chirping birds with coloured plume,
Gorge of coolness calling,
Mountain gully, nature’s loom.
© John Williams