Curious?

 

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Curious?

These feature in the Powers of Poetry Workshop – Ink of Light Festival,

this Sunday 19th of May, Brisbane, Australia.

Attend and find out what it’s all about.

Turn up at the door!

Visit website for more information INK OF LIGHT

$15  cover charge for whole weekend (meals not included.)

The festival begins Saturday.

 

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A Cry of Art

Image Credit: Milada Vigerova

Whose Broken Window is a Cry of Art

Whose name do I speak when thinking of the
Broken, but the brother I lost
Window to his childhood
Is a photograph
A portal for mother and father who
Cry for this young man
Of bravery and beauty – crushed, then separated from the
Art of his life

**

Wondering whose
broken
brother is at the window
She is
a
grieving cry
of
life becoming art.

By June Perkins inspired by Gwendolyn Brooks.

 

Acrostic combined with Golden Shovel poem. 

This one inspired by Boy Breaking Glass

For more on a Golden Shovel Poem

See also Inventing a Form to Honour Gwendolyn Brooks

 

The Postage Stamp

How could you have known that one day
you’d be immortalized on a stamp
that proclaims you
forever poet
always remembered.

Bounced between homes
living in spaces
with people breaking
wings snapping
realities clashing
and disintegration of
insight surrounding.

Outwardly low physical vision
thick spectacles to assist
but sports will always be difficult
yet inwardly sharp global vision
emerging and blossoming
from the heart of poems.

Peeling back their layers
they are explorations and journeys
much more than African American
yet firmly giving voice to this voiceless.

You speak to me across forever
and I have much to learn of
this same art and faith
we both hold dear.

(c) June Perkins

 

Behind Curtains

‘There’s no perfect life. There’s always something going on behind the curtain that people don’t know about.’ Madelaine Petsch ( Read more at: Brainy Quote )

Longing for time’s
healing
behind curtains
memory eye lids
open and shut
portals
between loss
and renewal.

Yesterday’s grief buzzes in
through the window
suffering gives
wings
of pain’s unraveled
mystery.

The insider wills
yesterday to fly
beyond the
decay of the
human heart.

The sting of understanding
within the sun’s
light
streaming in through the
window
of the open curtains,
invites
the curious outsider
into the room of the
unknown.

(c) June Perkins

Developing the idea from Evening similes, I continued on with the curtain image.

1- I looked to a quotation for inspiration
2- I thought about the idea in my original poem the Pandora’s box of memory and worked on expanding that idea.
3- I went for metaphor more than simile.
4- I thought about the themes of healing, time and grief.

Looking for Names

By June Perkins
Image and Words by June Perkins

I’m looking for names
that have
meaning
metre &
magic.

Names that
connect
collect &
caress
the characters
in the process
of becoming.

Back stories are in my
dreams
adventures caught in the seam
& I follow
the threads.

Stitching brainstorms
I find names
of place &
creatures
connected to nature
that sound so pretty with chosen
surnames.

Even makes me wonder if I could
change my name
would I?

Will I invent a pen name
to find the meaning
metre & the magic?

These names are not out
of a hat
nor random.

They have meaning
movement &
miracles..

(c)  June Perkins, Words and images
(Poetry for a novel in progress)

26th February 2018