Over forty reflections from 242 Mirror Poems and Reflections are on the Writing and Poetry blog now, so following on from reflections 1-5, reflections 6-10, reflections 11-15, reflections 16-20, reflections 21-25, reflections 26-30 , and reflections 31-35, here’s reflections 36-40 in what is this blog’s 400 post:
Reflection 36 mirrored When Life Looked Into the Mirror of Death:
When I started writing Folding Mirror poems I was looking for an ideal identity, hoping that I would find ancestors I could really relate with; maybe in line with the hippy ideal.
But I had to face the reality that the first settler-ancestors were forest-felling, meat-slaughtering, people-sacrificing humans.
They also did great things of course, such as surviving in harsh conditions, creating art and stone circles, and worshipping nature.
In other words, they lived like most human communities around the world, before being invaded by other humans with superior technology.
While the ancients’ world seems better than ours in many ways; such as freedom, space and the amount of nature; for comfort, peacefulness and human rights ours seems preferable.
Reflection 37 mirrored Sacrifice and Celebration:
Life is finite
we see changes
we feel differences
we are alive.
Our age flows
we commemorate passing
we welcome return
we accept time.
Reflection 38 mirrored Humanity is the Filter of the World:
Most of my interest is in humanity
but its tainted with concern,
for we seem out of control
on a global scale:
tearing down the forests,
cutting up the animals,
polluting the seas,
thawing the glaciers,
increasing the likelihood of more war.
Reflection 39 mirrored PEACE DAY POEM:
Creatures of habit
go with the flow
they do what they know;
Within the flock
comfort and security
inspire aspirations for longevity.
Reflection 40 mirrored British Electorate Reunite Long Lost Political Twins:
Red Sky at night or morning
Was the New Labour government red at night or morning?
I’ve become so disillusioned by politics I don’t know
whether I’m coming or going.
Red sky at night is supposed to be shepherd’s delight
but blue and yellow has followed the red
which surely suggests it was red sky in the morning
which is a shepherd’s warning.