By June Perkins and Friends
Fallen leaf
splinters of shadows and light
to earth
beggars busking for renewal
Roads of everyday
punctuated by commas of clouds
past full stop forests of tears
littered through
sufferings paragraphs
still it makes no sense
Roads not taken
whisper warm shadows
dance like cold light
sing leaf soul’s
dream of the fallen
(c) June Perkins
Writing some more poetry and maybe songs..
Rainy days are a time to find the inner music
that leads to journeys with the muse
up and down the rythmic patterns of the
rain drops caress of the leaves
June Perkins
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I’m swaying
I’m the colours
of falling into the water
Daughter joy and smiles forever
I will see. My
Branch now falls right near
Me so we can be so
Happy with my tree family.
Renee, St Clares. Year 5
Ripple Poetry 