Blue Bonnets

blue bonnets
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Funerals like rain
Fall from clouds
Young boys say ‘goodbye’
As father’s lowered to the ground

Mother stands alone
Tears become her shroud
Funeral goers utter not a sound.

She hears blue guitar strums
She’s pounding melancholy’s drums.

Texas and Tully are so far apart
Yet they share skies
Where hawks and heron fly

Storms and troubles rock both their shores
Warn their people to depart.

She tells her children
the legend of the Texas Blue Bonnet flower

A young girl gave up her warrior doll,
The last reminder of family,
To invoke a higher power.

She burnt her warrior doll
Its head dress of blue feathers
Offered up its ashes
To the North, South, East and West Winds
So hunger and loss it would tether.

She cried herself to sleep.
Let her memory weep.

When she awoke
Never before seen flowers,
Clambered the mountains
Birds made their bowers
People drank from hope’s fountains.

The mother with the shroud
Inside’s the little girl
Who’ll burn her own warrior doll
She knows what must be done

She’ll let her dreams unfurl.
She’ll wait till all sleep then
Pull out her favourite guitar
Take those blue cords
Burn them, banish them

Scatter their ashes,
North, South, East and West.

The dry season will begin
Floods have had their fun
A looking- to-the-future flower
will now begin to grow.

By June Perkins


Sounds of Tully

The wind goes Whoosh Whoosh
Hoosh hoosh
Whistle Whistle

The rain goes Pitter patter
Psh Psh
Drip drop
Dash sh sh
Splash plop

Horse goes neigh neigh
Clip clop clip clop

The children go chatter chatter chat and
Natter natter
La la la
Click click click
Tip toe

The parents go chatter chatter chat
Grumble grumble Mmmmmmm

The teachers go sh sh sh

Frog goes ribbit ribbit
cr-o-ak cr-o-ak

The wind goes Whoosh Whoosh
Hoosh hoosh
Whistle Whistle

Sound poem Prep1/cc Tully Primary 2007

If I were a

If I were a turtle
I would swim away to my home
See all the fishes in the sea
And like to be happy
If I were a shark
I would swim in the ocean
And eat fish
And say peekaboo to you
If I were a mouse
I’d like to be Mum’s pet
I’d live in a high building in Sydney
And catch a bus
And go walking then
I would jump
Up to a rainbow and camouflage myself
If I were a koala
I would eat gumnuts
And gum leaves on the tree where I live
And climb on my mummy’s back
She could take me up on a tree to
Get the gumnuts
If I were a whale I would splash a lot like a dolphin
Jump over waves and swim fast
If I were a dolphin I would jump over big waves
I would have baby dolphins
And I would see you on the shore and
I might catch a fish for you
If I were a butterfly
I could fly so high up with my wings
I could fly in the air and
Land on your coloured shirt
I would flutter around and see growing flowers
I would to fly on houses and trees
I would fly to my mum.
By Mrs Castree’s Tully Prep/1cc 2007

Day Camp

Day camp by year 2 and tree frog by Susanne
Documenting the Ripple Project – June Perkins

Splish splash went the baby yabby
Bzz went the bee
Chirp chirp went the birds
Whistle went the lorikeet
Pit pat went the lizard.

Whistle, chirp, chirp, bzz,
Pit pat, splish splash,
Went the living things
(all at the same time)

Shebaun, Jeremy, Catherine, Kaela,
Dylan, Rachel, Sheridan, Jasmine, Year 2