Originally posted on Ripple Poetry :
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…
Camp
Originally posted on Ripple Poetry :
Mungali We came Sang, shared, sisterhood Brotherhood, unity, treasure hunts Peace Little Things sing To the heart Picking a song’s tune Guitar Unity In camp Everywhere we walk Glow worms in line Night By June Perkins Rippling on, this poem was written after attending an Indigenous youth empowerment Camp.
Welcome
Originally posted on Ripple Poetry :
Unicef – Australia – Detention children in their own words. Lost children, fleeing children children welcome, children free children singing, children seen Children free, children welcome Welcome children, free children seen children, singing children free children, welcome children children fleeing, children Lost. 13/02/2015 A Pallindrome Poem to welcome the children…
Home is
I love the work of The Footpath library. The philosophy of this project is that books enrich lives and everyone should have access to them. At the moment they have the Epic Short Story Competition. It’s on a topic dear to my heart ‘Home is’ What does it mean to you or someoneContinue reading “Home is”
Love Gumboots
Originally posted on Ripple Poetry :
gumboots girl – by June Perkins Ending wars of possibilities Seeking eyes and hiding people Dreaming folds cane field Where path marking hearts Love Gumboots. Gumboots love hearts marking path Where cane field folds Dreaming People hiding and eyes seeking Possibilities of wars ending. Image and Words by June Perkins
