Illuminations – on its way!

I have been a bit quiet of late, as a new book, Illuminations: 19 Poems and 1 Story, is about to be born.

At the end of this post is a preview of the back cover.

It has been a happy process – and has reunited me with designer Heidi Den Ronden and editor Matilda Elliot from Magic Fish Dreaming and led to working with new illustrators, Ruha and Minaira Fifita and some additional editing from Belinda Belton.

This book will be available in June 2020.  I am using the Ingram Spark platform and developing more publishing and distribution skills this time around.

I’ve also retreated a bit to do some writing!  Will keep you posted on the book, and I am keeping up my instagram posts.

I’ve been reflecting on how we treat the aged in our population after passing my fiftieth year.  Some new poems being born through my poetry notebook.  They are perculating, aging gracefully to find their meaning!

That’s all for now.  Keep well, and think of happiness as a process not a destination.

I Choose Love

I choose love, not hate;
I hear Martin Luther King knocking at the door.

I choose poetry, deny so called fate
I hear so many poets as they roar.

Maya Angelou says, ‘be the rainbow
in someone else’s cloud.’

I am a rainbow and I forgive, but still call
for injustice to be ploughed.

Mahatma Ghandi shows people how to resist
with non violence, so I wage peace not war;
I don’t wait for it to come knocking at the door.

I read ‘Abdu’l-Bahá’s Paris Talks
and picture when he brings Louis Gregory to the table
and makes acceptance more than a fable.

Actions always speak louder than words
but words have power
that can be absurd
or turn humanity into
a soaring bird.

I choose for my children
more than debate.

May they educate
illuminate, radiate then eradicate
prejudice forevermore.

I dream we’ll walk through unity’s gate.

June Perkins

The Writer Looks for Her Song

This weeks arrivals in the mail!

The highlight of the week was receiving  package of books that I had ordered on line, including my favourite poet, Maya Angelou!

I am busy reading them now.  The Murphy book, Pearl Verses the World, was just lovely~ so looking forward to meeting Sally on the 26th of August and asking her to sign it.

This week I put a notice up on my social media space, ‘Gone Writing’, and then disappeared to write and edit.  It ended up being more editing than new writing, but it was a productive week nevertheless.  I also contemplated singing more, and listened to lots of music, from Enya to Adele, whilst writing, .

I had put my novel away for a while and was ready to come back to it fresh, restructure and then move back into the book and finish that all important first draft. I knew that later in the week I would be at an editing workshop put on by SCWIBI.  I spend a lot of time at my computer so it is always precious to catch up with writing friends, both old and new.

This week I  spent time working with youth.  They always inspire me when they grow in confidence and engage with topics of peace and ending war with optimism.  I have been working with this group for a year and a half now and they are just going from strength to strength.

If I have a chance I will pop back into the blog to say a little about the inspiring Think Like an Editor workshop, where we covered topics like ‘writing from the heart’ and finding our unique ‘voice’,  and ‘writing for the joy of it to practice, with no pressure of publication’ to improve our writing, but this is a quick blog just to say, the less I blog for now, the more I can work hard on those all important writing projects.

Thanks everyone who is a blog follower!

Feel free to look back through old poems and stories, etc in this space. I might even do some reposts of favourite blogs.

June

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Leonie Tyle receiving thank you  gift from Sheryl Gwyther at Think Like an Editor

 

At Learn to Think Like an Editor Workshop with some other  writing participants Charmaine Clancy (organiser of the Rainforest Writing Retreat) and new friend Margaret. Saturday 12th August

Secrets to Living your Best Life

Thank you Maya Angelou
now gone to be universal ancestor
so glad you leave your words to guide
the people’s hearts away
from hate
to the very best they can be
to become empowered social participants
who see ancestors –
who were the rainbows in their clouds
who paved the way for the people
they would become.

They could not see who they would become
the music they would make
the poets they would foster
the roads they would build
the fields they would reap
the rise of their souls beyond –

the slavery that was theirs
and she says we need to name those
who were our origins
who were the rainbows
the foundation of who we would become
and listening to her wisdom
I name them:

she is Paisa in her village
racked with tuberculosis
and she sings of far off grandchild or bubu.
She never sees bubu when
bubu leaves Papua New Guinea’s shores.

He is a miner in England
struggling to make ends meet
I do not know his name
great grandfather striving –

so his children
can escape this life –

and in the future their worlds will join
and their descendants
will lead the world into

-oneness
where rainbow families dance into
the light.


(c) June Perkins

Those who Inspire Me

This Friday Morning I read some Maya Angelou.

I think about what it is to be human and how

to be the best human I can be.

Can we dare?  Can we dream?

And stretch, stretch, stretch!

 

 

How her thoughts spread, spread, spread!

I read them,  internalise them and think

about the rainbows she puts in the clouds.

and how I can be the rainbow in another’s clouds.

 

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Thoughts stretch, stretch, stretch

fingers unfurl

tap, tap, tap

and I dream, dream, dream!