Poem Plays with Words and Pays World
Monthly Archives: March 2011
Poem Drawing on Scientific Developments
Marc Latham’s latest Folding Mirror poem looks at how humanity’s ability to search into space and scan the brain are developing at a fast pace. Together, they are increasing our knowledge of the worlds beyond our vision in outer space and inner mind. Here it is:
Space Brain Becoming Plain
looking upwards at night
we see dark mass and stars bright
telescopes reach beyond our eyes
showing wonders cloaked by skies
seeing out – looking in
new scientific inventions in psychology
scan behaviour from minds’ chemistry
where we only see sparks or oblivion
closed eyes inner vision
Earth Hour Poem
Marc Latham’s latest Folding Mirror poem is dedicated to tonight’s (Saturday 26th March) WWF Earth Hour, which is 20:30 to 21:30 UK time.
Earth Hour
Saturday excitement
daytime light sent
but departs around six or seven
darkness takes over the heavens
lights switch on, cook evening meal
prepare for night with special feel
Earth Hour: a time for calm and contemplation
time passes emptied glasses spirits high
continue special night, knowing reason why
energy saved a message sent
planet’s precious resources are not lent
there’s time tonight
future’s bright
New Poem: Spring is Here, but Play it by Ear
Marc Latham’s new Folding Mirror poem celebrates the arrival of spring in the northern hemisphere. And here it is:
Ring a Ding Ding, it’s Spring
green is the trampoline
into spring
bounce on sunshine
cross the finishing line
long evenings of light
bing bang dynamite
vernal equinox unlocks equator
ending cold explosives
short dark days unfolded
started early last year
increased risk hypothermia
goodbye winter
white slippery ice fear
Poem telling a story of youth to middle-age
Marc Latham’s latest Folding Mirror poem started off autobiographical but then he thought it worked better as a fictional piece.
And without further ado, here it is:
Middle-Age Memories
back in the day never fancied old age
it looked boring as beige
didn’t think future
couldn’t see juncture
no need to worry
plan responsibility
don’t have to behave
in an early grave
enter middle-age, rage caged
what now for I’m
fifty years and alive
remember rebel
how used to tell
self no compromise
maybe youth’d empathise
if he’d known my life
after the night he picked up the knife
Poem Comparing Mike Starr and Charlie Sheen
Marc Latham’s new Folding Mirror poem pays tribute to Mike Starr, and also draws attention to Charlie Sheen, within the high and low form. Here it is used to try and highlight the fine line between success and survival, and decline and death, when you start playing that game; not suggesting at all that Starr was playing the same game as Sheen seems to be, or that he is lower than Sheen; just that he has gone under.
Mike Starr recently became the second member of Seattle grunge band, Alice in Chains, to die from drugs.
Alice in Chains classic Dirt album
The band sung of their demons and addictions on the classic album, Dirt, which included the track Junkhead.
It was one of the best albums of the 1990s, and seems all the more real and haunting since bassist Starr and vocalist, Layne Staley, have prematurely left us.
Charlie Sheen is Playing with Media?
Meanwhile, Charlie Sheen is creating a media frenzy with his over the top antics, and past use of narcotics.
This blog isn’t to judge or advise, just to try to show two sides of a serious issue within a short poem.
Mike Starr R.I.P
I can’t claim to have known that much about Mike Starr, or followed the band much. I just loved one album, and liked most of the other stuff.
But Starr was obviously a talented musician and Alice in Chains sang about a lot of the issues that still trouble the West and world.
R.I.P Mike Starr. Best of luck Charlie Sheen.
Life Reality and Media Publicity
Charlie Sheen
relishing living his dream
within media screen.
Should one criticise,
a publicity exercise?
Abyss, Abyss, each time you think you’ll miss
junkhead down under!
lost soul asunder.
rock music dreams
social cares fuel nightmares
Mike Starr
Poem: God May be Out There, But Very Busy
Here’s a new Folding Mirror poem by Marc Latham that was first published in a weekend day trilogy on the Greenygrey blog.
The trilogy contained sixteen poems and thoughts written while Marc read and reviewed Norman Bissett’s new poetry collection, Painting the Bridge.
The poem particularly refers to those who try to win favours from god with acts of war.
For God’s Sake
If there is a
god
it gave you
life
for love of
god
is that not enough
Words are Like…Poetry Tree…Koala (ity)
Trouble with studying something is that people think the negative about it. Study psychology and people think you want to read their minds; study politics and people think you want to be a politician; study zoology and people think you want to be a zoo…or an animal…you know how it is…
Anyway, this little poem by Marc Latham doesn’t mean that he is some kind of clear and calculating communicator, as most people who know him will testify.
It’s just a best policy poem, and in Marc’s experience is possible sometimes, when needed, for short periods, but life would be boring if you thought about everything you said or wrote before releasing it onto the world.
P.S. Only realised after uploading the photo how greenygrey the koala and eucalyptus leaves image is. Eerie!
Quality Words are like
Koala(ity) on a Eucalyptus Tree at Sunset
thoughts enter mind
think how they’ll be perceived
release them when sure
communicate and wait
watch for their reception
think how they’re being decoded
prepare for response
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