When I’m caught out and angry, and tears start to flow,
I pack up my rucksack and quickly I go
To the huge, towering oak tree, in the field by the woods,
Where nobody says that I shouldn’t or should.
I unpack my bag, spread my blanket and sit;
Feel the tree’s cooling shadow, and hide under it.
I watch the birds fly through the branches that span
The space where no voice says I can’t or I can.
My back rests against the deep patterns of bark,
And soon the sun makes an exchange with the dark,
Then I leave with clear thoughts that I gained as I hid
With a tree that’s not bothered if I didn’t or did.
Didn't Or Did
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Coral Rumble
more by Coral Rumble
Published by Family Friend Poems May 19, 2022 with permission of the Author.
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ABOUT THE POET:
Coral Rumble has worked as a poet and performer for many years, and now specializes in writing and performing for children. She is featured in Favourite Poets, published by Hodder Children’s Books. Michael Rosen has commented, “Rumble has a dash and delight about her work.”
Coral has had four collections published – Creatures,...
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