March 20, 2016November 29, 2016 by Rebecca Sullivan Slither Croajingolong National Park, Grace Poetry, Poetry, Uncategorized Australia, Bush walking, Croajingolong National Park, Eco Poetry, heathlands, Hiking, national parks, poems, Poetry, snakes, travel, Victoria 2 Comments pace slow we quicken a cold heart crossing the sun dust indented it scares us to be so far into the heath we choose a branch and wander and wonder through the grass some old curse shedding By Rebecca Sullivan AdvertisementShare this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related
Thanks mukluk, Croajingalong National Park in Victoria’s east is an inspiring place to write poetry 🙂 LikeLike Reply
grace touring 
lovely poem
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Thanks mukluk,
Croajingalong National Park in Victoria’s east is an inspiring place to write poetry 🙂
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