Ballad of the Boots

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Son to Mum

My boots are made for sleeping
I’ll never take them off again.
My feet are made for keeping
Those leathery brown boots.

My heart is made for boots
They are the world to me
& if you take them off me Mum
I’ll scream the whole house down.

My boots they sing me songs
As the crackle in the night
My heart is made for weeping
For my hand-me-down brown boots.

Mum to Son

Son, please take off those boots
For they are lethal weapons as you sleep.
I know you love them deeply, truly, madly
But they do not make your parents
Meet the morning mildly mannered.

If you stayed asleep on your own bed
I’d have no problems with your obsession,
But as you creep up into ours
I’d rather your boots were dreams
& not your midnight possession.

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Boots to Son

When you grow up you won’t remember
the love that we once shared.

But that’s okay I won’t be lonely because
I always travel in pairs.

I just have one small request before I go
Please polish me & check my eyelets

Then sing me a song
to imprint into my sole.

Boots to Mum

One day he’ll be fully grown
& new shoes he’ll own

Boots will be replaced by runners
new challenges be found.

Remember you can write a poem
to reach out to him

Say the things you need to say
as Mum to grown up son.

 

(c) June Perkins

Published on ABC Open 2012

Quart #water #atozchallenge #children

I love to visit poetry blogs from around the world. Recently I came across this one.

The poet is on an A-Z challenge.  Writing challenges can assist writers of all ages to start and keep writing.

Why not do your own A-Z challenge.

poetry penned in moon dust

start with a pint

work up to a quart

neck, shoulders are strong

carrying water always work

Our friend started carrying water on his head at two. It’s part of life when you need to move water from the well to your home. Many heads gets the job done.

Our first trip to Uganda we fought a fire. The children (from 3 and up) were the water carriers. They faithfully moved jugs of up to 40 gallons to put out the fire that was engulfing their school. I can’t even carry one gallon on my head.

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Literature Bird – Write Me a Poem

Literature Bird, by Geson Rathnow

This bird of paper and feathers
sings, ‘Write me a poem
make it from words or letters
on my body like
grans
mer att.

Perhaps imagine
my textures
stone, feather
paper maiche
and find poetic
ways to make someone feel me
through your words.

Maybe you love shape poems
and will make yours
just like a wing
or a feather.

Maybe think of other literature
birds
like Edgar Allan Poe’s Raven
or the sparrow with Thumbelina
or instead a bird that your gran likes?

Maybe I am nothing like those birds
or perhaps I am just the same?
Compare me.

Do you know a famous poet
who likes to call for me everyday?
Perhaps we can have a conversation?

Perhaps you could imagine how I might
sing.
Does my bird song sound like this att att
mer mer?

Do you have a chorus for me,
a refrain like my song
to repeat and make your poem into
a song?

Can you imagine yourself me
and me you?

Am I book, book bird
a novel bird
a story bird
a lost bird?

How do I make you feel
are you frightened
enlightened
giggling?’

This bird of paper and feathers
sings, ‘Write me a poem.’

(c) June Perkins

Education Notes:

1.Discuss several different birds in literature poems and then create a poem about the bird that intrigues you or makes you full of happiness or sorrow.
Pick poems and stories suitable for the age of the children.

2.Study a range of  birds.
Listen to bird songs on line and try and match sounds to bird.
Study birds in nature and observe how they look, sound, fly (an excursion is perfect for this!)
Create a poem based around the sounds of birds and your excursion to collect notes about birds.

3. You could have a discussion on stereotypes and what people feel about different birds, and then have a usually scary bird turn out to be kind and vis versa. Discuss bird symbolism.

4.Have children invent and then make or draw their own invented bird.

5. Anyone reading this poem: make your own literature bird with these media (feather, paper, rock, paper maiche paste, and then write your own poem from it.) Then write a poem about your literature bird.

The Book Garden now Stocking Magic Fish Dreaming

Announcing that Magic Fish Dreaming is now stocked by The Book Garden.

Looking forward to Magic Fish Dreaming reaching more schools and childcare centres!

About The Book Garden

The Book Garden is proudly Australian owned and currently celebrating 38 years.  They are part of the American Bookstore and have a physical location in Brisbane.

“Our Story

A momentous event took place in a Sydney garage on September 14th 1980.

Encouraged by our father (bookseller Maurice Zavelsky), we (Deborah and Carmel) began The Book Garden.
We started the business with a tiny budget, a small range of stock and two cars. We split Sydney into two sales areas and began visiting schools and childcare centres with boxes of books for sale.

After the death of Maurice in July 1981, Deb moved to Brisbane. It was here that The Book Garden put down roots inside American Bookstore.

Throughout our years of business we have met many wonderful customers – a source of constant inspiration and innovation for us. Thank you for your feedback and support over the years. We welcome customers old and new alike to our website and hope that you will enjoy spending time with us. Our website adds a new chapter to The Book Garden story and it is one that we look forward to sharing with you.”

To read more visit their website

Grass Skirt

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(c) June Perkins

 

Kilt clan patterns

Mother’s hands twisting string

for homemade video to keep tradition strong

Once made from plants now plastic too

Scratching identity from legs to ankles

Calling out for head-dress and for beads

Bare feet beating dance on earth

Sway and swish

Past, present and future steps

Given by my mother to say

You are grown

By   June Perkins

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Image copyright June Perkins

This poem appeared on the Australian Children’s Poetry Blog

Visual Poetry – A Summer of Reading Workshop

These works were created in a two hour workshop with June Perkins and Helene Magisson for the Summer of Reading Program with the Brisbane libraries, held January 2018.  The host libraries were Chermside and Toowong.

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The above photographs  are shared with consent of artist/writers and taken by Helene Magisson.

A big thank you to the staff at both libraries who assisted with the set up of the room and other practicalities as well as giving us warm introductions.

Thanks also to the wonderful children.

The following three photographs  of  the workshop in action are courtesy of the Brisbane libraries.

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