One must have a mind of forests
branches creaking with the wind
a song of long forgotten ones
that fell
to be covered by shades of green, rich and velvet
tasted by the eyes
cupped in bowl like hands then
eaten for future dreams.
Light sneaks in from the sky
to streak across the
pathway below
through the gaps of green
lines of warmth
awakening.
I look to the leaves
dancing velvet
praise to the sky.
(c) June Perkins
Working with some prompts from Tweetspeak Poetry
Prompt one ‘One must have a mind of’ and sensory language.
Ripple Poetry 
Reblogged this on Pearlz Dreaming and commented:
I love to keep my hand in with writing, even when in the midst of publishing business for Magic Fish Dreaming. I’ve been looking at the prompts at Tweetspeak and having a go at them.