MIND LIFE POETIC PHILOSOPHY

Death of my mind’s a fiction I’ll never see; each morning I awaken in a new reality!

milifend: new word encapsulating all life in mind?: mi-life-nd!

milifend: the life you fill your mind with will be the mind you fill your life with.

Nightly flying free, N returns with me: morning media-induced NTSD: Neverending Traumatic Stress Disorder!! (instead of PostTSD)

The above were fitted for colurful backgrounds on Facebook.

If you liked them there’s lots more similar in my latest books; more epic classic but hopefully not as good, as that’ll mean I’m still improving, and progressing towards some even greater insights/truths!?

4×4 space raindrop tree philosophical thought

Sun is not just our light-giving fireplace.
Without it’s gravity,
Earth would hurtle alone:
a lifeless rock through space.

Believe what you want,
nobody knows for sure,
and the unknowable today,
will certainly be yesterday tomorrow…

Just a raindrop on Earth’s top,
where we land not sky’s plot,
supposed to help planet sort,
what is living from what is not.

I wish I knew all the trees;
by name not disease;
their branches, leaves, seeds;
and what they’re saying with ease in breeze.

First posted last night, and others just now; letter count fitted for colourful backgrounds; on Facebook.

New pop Art wordplay poetry

There’s warmth in life,
but C+7 Cosiness can become Cooling Calamity strife;
sun – forever free,
but ODing UV can be costly…

Humanity will always win..ter before spring;
because they are the con..cepts we bring;
not dissimilar to bird..song each morning..

Originally posted on Facebook.

The above poems fit into the pop art poetry theme after POP (PinkyOrangePurple) ended the epic poetry greenYgrey world…

PAGAN SELF-PORTRAIT POETRY

Reconnecting with my families
sunlight, rocks and trees
no barriers in-between
brain disk clean.

At one with tree canopy
eyes’ white light greenery
north’s solar open season
Earth’s axis tilt summer reason.

Poem from animal state of mind

Time stood still seeing the dawn Sun
wearing a flock of birds encrusted
crepuscular necklace
created by its own light and nature

I wrote the above poem before seeing those ‘magical’ moments when our minds transcend the mundanity of modern life in a Weird or What feature on that brain wavelength connecting us to animals.

Copied from Facebook:

Lot of info about dog and cat senses compared to humans in this story about whether they can sense illness etc.
A Salem witch also provides an alternative viewpoint of the zone/hypnagogic state I have enjoyed being in while exercising, writing, socialising etc but hadn’t heard before:
Laurie Cabot said our minds align with animals when we’re in that middle daydreaming state between sleep and thought where animals are most of the time.
William Shatner calls that state the alpha, with delta: sleep and beta: alert.

It’s also the place where I write the best of what I call coffilosophy here.

I originally saw it on the Blaze channel.

Last night, a few days after writing it, but probably long after they filmed it, I saw a Countryfile feature on diving with seals on the BBC describe exactly that: how time seems to stand still in those precious moments.

Weird or What!?

garden life analogy POETRY

This is how this small poem developed to fit a colourful Facebook background; the editing fits with the poetry advice I remember reading, to take out all unnecessary words, so that everything is vital.

1. 
   As my generation ripened and matures we may think the orchard ages with us, but we are not trees, and other fruit will follow, as we sprouted from seasons of yore.

2.
We may think the orchard ages with us, but we are not trees, and other fruit will follow, as we sprouted from seasons of yore.

3.

If you like the above, my books are full of advice and examples:

sky brain skain* somewhat Quantrain

Our 1 brain’s always different
1 day to another
like our sun 1 planet and its weather

There’s sooooooo much happening in sky,
I can’t remember why,
we’re all wound up going round – round
down on ground!

1 2 1 w’ sun
clouds curtain call
could be stellar nursery
move so serenely, I SAY ‘I C, I C’

*skain: combining sky-brain I thought the compound sounded familiar, and skane has relevance for the poems, being an endonym for the southern part of Scandinavia and over to Britain in Scotland.

Finding endonym is also relevant to the above poems, as its meaning is a localised term, as my brain/mind is only my / my only locality.

If you like the above poems and explanations; reminiscent of the greenYgrey’s rambles glory days; then there’s loads more in my books on Amazon.

out of sight poem

A bird comes into sight
visible via proximity and light
emerging from clouds like rain
falling on a window pane

return to the fold(ing mirror)

space odyssey
distant humanity
mirror connection
my reflection

My latest Facebook colour background sized poem returns to the Folding Mirror theme of this website and the form premiered here, but it doesn’t take that shape.

The title of the post wordplays: 1. To begin participating in, belonging to, or supporting some group, activity, or field that one left for a period of time in the past.
https://idioms.thefreedictionary.com/return+to+the+fold

Minimalist Poetry

Canalised my poetry
channelled for quality
reined raging rapids
converted calm vapids!