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New Poetry Collection in Development

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Ripple Poetry

Delighted to have a new collection of poetry for the bicentennial year, almost edited. These were some of the comments back from Beta readers. They also offered some great constructive critique as well to improve the work. I thank them so much for their time, guidance and beautiful words.

Will be sharing some of these poems for the first time in public on the opening night of Illumine

Comments on June’s new collection

I enjoyed the stream of consciousness.  Some of the poems reminded me of Rabindranath Tagore’s work. I related to the references to Holy Spirit and reference to Joseph in poems like Art as a Gift of the Holy Spirit and Dear Artist.

Very deeply felt and flowing verse, reminding me of thought patterns in the Eastern spiritual tradition. The Poetry Bird / Swirling, Almost Something / Prince of Peace / The Dreamer each struck a…

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Day Dreaming

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Day Dreaming 1 – By June Perkins

This week the internet just made my

creative head space feel

so cluttered and

fuzzy, out of shape and

tired.

 

I decided I need a break from the grief

the news

the despair

the massive overload of information

even its joy can seem too much and

become over the top.

 

I just needed a break to

dream and bask in the sunlight

pick daisies for the guinea pigs

listen to my children’s stories

and think about stories

to write.

 

But before I disappeared,

I spoke to some friends

on line

because I was at home writing

and they said they felt the same way too

and we shared a story or two.

 

They had been to

to walk their dogs

and bask in the sunlight.

They too felt the power of the story

the book

and the day dream.

 

When I went off line I thought

about friendship across time and space

and how

the internet creates

hives of  connecting strength

and sometimes the opposite

 

hives that sting

 

and people are seeking to create

buzz

so they can have more time to write

and authors can’t just be authors

they are being forced to be products

to sell their book

and yet the genuine are the ones we

want to read

who don’t seem like they are being a product

they are just sweet and kind

 

and then I let go . . .

 

 

I had a day dream

of space

to think

and roam

and dance and CREATE

and simply be beyond the need

for too much of

everyone else’s head spaces.

 

June Perkins

  (30/5/2018)