Writing Territory, territory unwritten

writing territories

Seeding ideas
somewhere in dream earth

they grow into the trees
that my hands touch
grow into the children
from the dream earth
saying give birth to me
into your writing territory

the territory where there
are no borders
only the deep ocean
that you might not be able to breathe
in if you dive too far
or the sky you can’t move in
due to gravity and a lack of wings

Hands, feet what do they do
do you know in the womb
before you walk on the earth
or are they mysteries

I dig for my identity
in the myths, in the stories
in the dream of the earth’s birth

Evolving, into the writer
who dreams of the hands and feet
formed in the clay on the mountain
seeing the story woven in the field

there is no territory you can’t
dream even the ocean deep
or the sky high
flying in the dream sky
I throw up the ashes of grief
For the seed of the story
And I dream….

© June Perkins

World Citizen Dreaming

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10 responses

  1. What beautiful imagery Jill – both in the words and the collages – I absolutely adore the colours you have used in the collages – they remind me spring and story seeds growing into wonderful plants.

  2. (: its june (: sometimes known as gumbootspearlz just thought i better say —

  3. Makes me think of the whole act of creating and mapping Lemuria, land of my dreaming. Your imagery is superb June and the art work pulsates with vibrancy.

  4. Your collage has such a etheral quality to it, June. It is soft, lovely, and telling. The look is something I’ve been trying to do but have not been able to…yet.

  5. there are some tools in picasa that allow you to play with shadow and light but its picking the right kind of works to superimpose….

  6. A territory with no borders — yes, that is it.

  7. spring into summer, the colors say, just as you write to convey the idea seeds ready to turn into full blossom.

  8. Your imagery, June, is fabulous. It is spring-like and promising. So well done.

    Vi

  9. your words have a way of winding themselves like tendrils into my being – i love that. The maps are just beautiful, so too the idea of the dream earth and the seeds sewn growing there – it really speaks to me strongly.

  10. I so love the pictures…the words blend in perfectly…

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