Bushfire Stories

After summer lightning come the fires... Ken could smell the distinctive scent of burning eucalyptus. Although he was safely inside the house with the windows shut, smoke whispered through air vents and under doors, carried west from the bushfire raging out of control in the hills behind the city. A WINNER in the "Hella Bad Weather" photo contest by @The_Bookshop! (BTW This is basically the same story which appears in my Beach Apples collection, edited after feedback from the contest)

Here, I will write information of each event from this year, and provide you with a small story to go with it! Leave suggestions of events in the comments 😁

When are large bushfire occurs inJenna' home town. Her and town have a huge disaster on their hands.

I wrote these poems as an Aussie farmer during the drought in 2019. 2019 was the last year of the drought, we had already suffered however for 4 years without rain. There were extreme bushfires swallowing the country and even worst dust storms that occurred multiple times a day, it felt there was no escape from the madness that had become our daily lives. These poems were a voice for that frustration and writing it down was my own personal plea of desperation. Right after the draught in 2019 however we got flooding in early 2020, welcomed flooding by most except for those who lost most of there homes and belongs. And well soon after that we had the pandemic hit Australia pretty hard where we went in lock down mid April. Everyday the news spreading so much fear. We were scared to leave our homes. Again I wrote more poetry to cope with the fact that we had just come from one hell the draught to now this new hell the pandemic! It honestly felt like tHe fried would never end. These poems are a representation of that time. I hope you all enjoy.

An essay I wrote for my english teacher about a bushfire that causes tragic Hope you guys enjoy reading this story as much as i enjoyed writing it:)

Emergency! Bushfires are devastating the North East of Tasmania, and Australia is once again on the brink of a national bushfire emergency. People run for their lives as the bushfires ravage homes, farms, and businesses. Firefighters bravely battle the flames, and ambulance and health care workers attend to those caught in the chaos. The Tasmanian Government send out a call for help to the Tactical Action Squad - an elite team of teenagers dedicated to protecting the people, land, and environment within Tasmania. T.A.S. members - Jimmy, Froggy, Kempton and Louie - jump into action to save the region from becoming the next major Australian tragedy.

This is a poem I wrote about a bushfire that came through my suburb a few years back. I wrote is for a school assignment and also entered a poetry slam but I didn't place. you might see that this relates to my recent story: Up In Smoke

Australia is burning somewhere everyday. Now it's happening to my local area again. They are the worst in a decade and it's still only spring!

Green fields of ever stretching grass and the never ending search for one's soul. the navigation of a childhood through memories of the past present and future.

this is about the bushfires that happeded in 2019, that effected mallacoota and other areas around the state

Tragedy of the Months, is the title of the collections of events that happened , The story based by months and random during the picking process for the events, for example it started by Sixth of June and could be First of January and so on. It's a collection of poetry mixed with stories and different kind of genres, hope you guys like it.

"No Sarah, we can't take Sophie with us!" You yell through the thick cloud of smoke. You cough as you see Sarah hug her horse for the last time and reach for your hand. "I'm never gonna see her again" Sarah says as tears spill from her eyes, you grip her hand tight and run towards the gate. During the summer of 2009, the Wilson family is face with an unbelievably tough challenge of leaving their farm near kinglake due to the black Saturday bushfires.

This is a story dedicated to the black Saturday bush fires in kinglake west, it's only a short story. Enjoy.

Luke Hemmings was a wild chap. He wasn't like the other kids, he favoured guitars over the popular Australian pipe, the didgerydoo, he preferred a light swim over to mako island or the great barrier reef than the usual teen hobbies of playing with Koalas in the outback. He didn't fear bush fires, bush fires feared him. He thought of the black widow as a close family friend. And he had a loyal and trustworthy pack of dingos to do his dirty work (aka his laundry). That was until he met fellow Australian, Sheila (no surname provided)

Why the world tastes like posioned apples...a slam poem about tthe world from a teenage girls perspective.

The temperatures are apocalyptic and hell is coming. Join me on a tale of survival, heroes, and community. It's the 20th of December 2019, a mere 5 days before Christmas, and day 10 of this apocalyptic heat wave, with temperatures surpassing 43°C. Our water tank is only a third full, with this years rainfall only half what it usually is.

What happens when you open your eyes to see nothing but crimson flames surrounding your home? What do you feel when you run past burnt corpses of your beloved ones? "Fleeing from the flames" is written in such a way to allow the reader to literally imagine what the animals and wildlife felt when going through the recent bushfires, that must have been a vision depicting hell.

David is being David and it is driving Max INSANE. So he runs away into the bush to get away for a while, but gets lost... which is just peachy when an enormous bushfire decides to hunt the camp and Max down. Just when things couldn't go any further downhill, Max does, literally. Falling into a ditch just made things a whole lot worse. He wasn't sure how he'd get out of this one alive. WARNING: THIS FIC CONTAINS SLIGHT GORE AND A BIT OF SWEARING. COVER NOT MINE. ALL CREDIT TO ARTIST as I found this on Pinterest. PLEASE TELL ME ARTIST IF YOU KNOW!!!!!!

"You are my drug. I need you to keep me alive," she gasped, tugging him closer. "Too much of a drug can kill, you know," he warned, his blackened gaze mirroring her desire tenfold. "You're a risk I'm willing to take. After all, my own Alpha wouldn't kill me." His eyes gleamed with wicked pride. "Never underestimate me, Mara." ~~~ Her body belongs to her Alpha, her soul to her King, while her heart should be her mate's. But when he comes seeking her love, will she have anything left to give him? Mara is an ecological consultant, responsible for the health of her territory's environment and natural resources. But more importantly, she is her Alpha's lover, and as deadly bushfires rage across the continent, in his arms is the safest place to be. Alpha Lucas' territory is one of the last remaining refuges amongst the blackened terrain, but when a lowly Omega begins promising new life to those left wandering packless, Mara is forced to rethink her very definition of safety. Friends turn enemies, and soon she has to break every pack rule to survive. Will she find the cure her diseased mother needs, or will empty promises leave her soul broken? When her own life is threatened, will her true mate be able to look past the ugly scars she already bears? Can one man's sacrifice bring healing to a ravaged continent, and hope to a girl with nothing left? Book 4 in The Alphas' Territory Series