A Cry of Art

A recent poem.

Ripple Poetry

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

By June Perkins inspired by Gwendolyn Brooks.

My first golden shovel poem 

This one inspired by Boy Breaking Glass

For more on a Golden Shovel Poem

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Looking forward to a day

In a time when identities can lead to

tribalism and nationalism

my blood is not thicker than water.

 

I choose to be a world citizen

celebrating unity in diversity and

the full diversity of

all my cultural heritages.

 

World Unity Day

that’s a celebration worth hoping for.

 

Love you Mum and Dad

Tasmania,

Queensland, Papua New Guinea,

Papua New Guinean Australia,

Oceania, France, England

and any other culture that wants to claim me.

I will be yours.

 

By June Perkins

Threads

Ripple Poetry

Time threads me
into you

Stars salt me with
the blue

Time traps me in
your silk

Stars sweet me with
your song

Fish threads me into
net

Ocean salts me with
your loss

Song sings me into
sorrows

Time hooks me into
blue

It threads me into
you

It leads me toward
you

(c) Words and image June Perkins (From my notebook)

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Visiting Words and Pictures

Magic Fish Dreaming

Thank you to the dear friends who have recently been on a journey with me through the Art Adventures in the Australian Collection, Words and Pictures, Queensland Art Gallery.

It has been a great pleasure to show you the poems and stories with the art and share my passion for art and poetry, in an enormous 3D picture book.

I have greatly appreciated your feedback and support.

All the art in the pictures is from the Queensland Art Gallery.

For More information QAG

Also to be part of a special grandparents day event (suitable especially for parents, grandparents and children) OCTOBER 28th  Book Here

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Point of View Poem

I love looking back through the vaults of online poetry on my blogs. Sometimes I rewrite the pieces. Other times I connect with the ideas to write something completely new.

Ripple Poetry

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Draft 1#

To take the point of view of a curtain fig tree
or a wallaby
I become part of the ecosystem
and see myself a part of it
not the ruler of it.

To take the point of view of a refugee
coming by air, or boat
from a camp or via an escape however they can
I see common humanity
and that fate could place me
there but somehow I was
given a home here through my
migrant mother marrying one
with citizenship.

To take the point of view of the
woman with her hijab hassled
in the streets because she represents
what some people fear makes
me wonder what I would feel and do.

To take the point of view of someone
who truly believes they are better
than me because of their colour
because someone told them so
and they were surrounded by others
who believed…

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