Poetry

I have performed my poetry at festivals, cabarets, nightclubs, fayres, schools, churches, weddings, funerals, birthday parties and on the street!

I have won several Poetry Slams, including the official Glastonbury Festival Poetry Slam 2017, Green Gathering 2016, and Plymouth Lit Fest Oct 2017!

I run a monthly Poetry Open Mic in Totnes called Outspoken! .. I also run the same evening in Chagford (see flyers below). I run an open mic evening in Bovey Tracey called Shine (poetry, comedy and music) – flyer below. I organise, compere and perform at HOOT! Cabarets in various venues around the southwest and at festivals.

I hold the title Grand Bard of Exeter (until 2019).

I have several poetry booklets published: THIS MUCH I KNOW (2014); HISTORY’S WHISPERS (2011); OUTSPOKEN! (2009); and micro-booklets Nursery Rhymes for Troubled Times, Fruity, and Vegetabley.

I also write poetry on commission.

Here is a clip of me performing at a TEDx event in Exeter. The theme was sustainability so my material obviously addressed that. www.youtube.com/watch?v=A9qqR8NVbtM

And here’s another clip from the 2015 TEDx Totnes event. The theme was ‘In Our Hands’ and I wrote a poem especially for the occasion: www.youtube.com/watch?v=i6udc7Idsyo

I also write scripts, one-woman multi-media shows, short stories and song lyrics (I am lead singer with psychedelic/space-rock band The Invisible Opera Company of Tibet) http://www.brianabbott.info/invisible-opera-company-of-tibet. and Skydancer https://www.facebook.com/skydancerdakini/

I run poetry and creative writing workshops suitable for novice and experienced writers of most genres. There are testimonials from previous participants on the ‘Testimonials’ page on this website.

If you are interested to know more please email me jackiejuno@dakinione.plus.com

One-off gigs are listed on my ‘events’ page 🙂

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THE WORD

In the beginning was the word

and it slipped from her lips like a fully-fledged bird

something stirred in her womb and it swelled like the moon til there was no more room in her skin.

Then from deep within came a moan and a groan and a fundamental need to push

and with a whoosh and a roar her womb unfurled and the world was hurled into view

quivering and shivering, glimmering and shimmering, glistening and holy and new.

Yes it slipped from her lips like an opalescent pearl. Our beautiful world.

And it was good, yes it was good, oh it was very very good.

And she kissed her girl and she called her Gaia and she raised her high then she raised her higher, way above her head and she said

Gaia my love I am yours you are mine, you are here to teach beings about love, space and time

what a wonderful world you are!

And she twirled her girl in the air; then she hurled the world into space, the perfect place for the human race to live – oh what a precious gift to give!

And it was good, yes it was good, oh it was very very good.

As a gift to the night she made some light, she made the white white moon, the bright sun and some shooting stars just for fun.

She made oceans from lotions of dreams, mountains from notions of schemes, forests which teemed with perfection, deserts with themes of affection, crystals in seams of perception – oh what an immaculate conception!

And it was good, oh it was good, yes it was very very good.

And her hands began to buzz with power as she showered the earth with trees and flowers, with bees and cows and rainbows and showers and more crazy creations with every hour –

she made jellyfish, crabs, amoebas; cuttlefish, dabs and zebras; snails, great whales and squid; all this kinda shit she did.

I’m talking mandarins, mud and mires; bladderwrack, bugs and briars, pangolins, pugs and papayas; slamanders, slugs and sapphires;

hippopotamus, octopus, duck-billed platypus; all different kinds of big and small cattypuss.

And it was good, yes it was good, oh it was very very good.

And she fashioned from clay in a passionate way, a gorgeous girl and boy.

She made them both with joy. Her eyes shone and her heart swelled; everything fit together so well.

You may have noticed an absence of hell.

Cos it was good, yes it was good, oh it was very very good.
Yes it was good, oh it was good, it was very very good.

Here is one of the poems I performed at TEDx Totnes:

SEPTEMBER

Claiming that they no longer hold any relevance for modern-day childhood,

the Oxford Junior dictionary no longer includes the following words:

Acorn Adder Ash

Beech Bluebell Buttercup

Catkin Conker Cowslip

Cygnet Dandelion Fern

Hazel Heather Heron

Ivy Kingfisher Lark

Mistletoe Nectar Newt

Otter Pasture Willow

Replacements include

Attachment Block-graph Blog

Broadband Bullet point Celebrity

Chatroom MP3 Voicemail

In urban slang ‘to go blackberry picking’

now means to go pick-pocketing mobile devices.

Please, next September

take your tupperware and your baskets

to your nearest patch of wild

pick blackberries like we used to

and bring the nearest child.

Bring back bramble scratches!

Bring back nettle stings

Bring back jeans with patches

Listen to the blackbird sing.

Find a nest of wrens

Resume the climbing of trees

Instigate the making of dens

And let there be grazed knees!

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