As the green leaf falls, 

the bright sun shines down on me. 

All I can hear is faint shouting from the class, 

and small chats from people sitting nearby.

Felix Hopkins

Leaves whisper lightly above...

Silent bush lays still,

Currawongs call out their song.

Mr Watts

Eamon Brain

Roots growing deep underground

Bark burned black by fire

Gum trees breathing for our Earth.

Gumtree leaves billow in the wind.

Their graceful flowers bob 

beneath the pounding sun.

Olivia Thiem 

Alfie Munnings

Black birds flying in the sky

land up in the trees,

eating food scraps from the bin.

Mason Keir

Pine leaves fall upon the ground... 

Spiky green blanket,

crunching under children's feet.

Nature in the bush

Animals all around

Insects crawl around my feet

Darkened bushfire trees

Oxygen to breathe

Celebrate life.

Lillie Nye

Leaves on the bushes stand still as statues. 

Birds sing a beautiful melody.

It's very faint but I still hear it. 

Juliet McCarthy 

Forest 

Opens up around us

Restful and peaceful

Everywhere, the leaves are falling 

Scrunching under my feet

Terrific sounds.

Frank Lawer

Zariah Harrison

Blossoms Blooming

Insects Chirping 

Red Cockatoo

Devouring Banksia

Singing in the sun.

I feel the rough wind above my head. 

Crispy leaves blanket the ground.

Birds chirp quietly in the dark brown trees.

Ava Oates

                                                                  Trees  

                                                                big  

                                                               small  

                                                               wide

                                                                tall  

                                                                trees

                                                                dead

                                                                alive

                                                                 birds

                                                                  survive

                                                                trees.

Ethan Hummel

Cruze Campbell                                                                       #1

Rusted red surface

Cratered, layered, rocky plains

Someday we'll touch Mars. 

The windy skies fluttered

as if they were relaxed for a moment.

We could  hear the birds tweeting

While leaves fell from soft green trees.

Layla Tomicic

I hear bushes sway in the wind

Some spiky

Some rough

Some smooth

Great for hiding

 from

 your

friends.

Lilly Rath