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Mirror Poem about Human Society Madness Reality Increasing Value of Unconscious Inner Brain Sanity

Like many of my Folding Mirror poems I started the first half without knowing where it would lead. It led to another poem I’d been thinking about a couple of months ago, after having a couple of vivid lucid dreams after returning from Iceland. I’d also noticed that sleep and peels are a palindrome, and hadn’t been used as such when I did a web search.

As Humanity peels, sleep Homage Appeals

limpets and leeches
attaching to me
quicksand beaches
eating me up
clouds hiding sunlight
shadowing me
ivory towers height
knocking me down

dream thieves without care, also steal the nightmare

cleared me out
improving night vision
tunnel end
vivid paradise eden
angels smiling down
another existence
I write freely
not knowing significance

Bipolarity and ADHD to Folding Mirrors by [Marc Latham]

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Mirror Poem about the Difficulty of Being Undertood and Entertaining in the Social Media Age

I saw a stage performer interviewed recently, and they said they’d been self-deprecating in a self-parody way, but were advised that people usually just took things literally, so I thought I’d write the way I think it should be in this poem’s title, and how it usually seems to have been over the last fifteen years.

I Am Your Writing Hero, You Are My Beloved Readers

each day’s new clouds
fog obscuring shrouds
unoriginal readymades
low-lying tirades
kamikazes diving down
banshee screaming sown

brontosaurus dance, cognitive dissonance

silly students banished
class identity tarnished
believing buyer-liars
generational sellers
invasive historical view
growing planted myths true

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Wordplay Mirror Poem to the Letter

My latest Folding Mirror poem started off with wordplay to the letter between flea and free, with the words sharing f and e, but differing in the second and fourth letters. It’s a poetry technique I used a lot in XaW Files: Beyond Humanity over two long years, forensically stripping my poetry down to the letter; or even the three constituent parts of the letter in the case of the Y of the protagonist greenYgrey, after it was parted from green and grey.

Folding Mirror Poetry Technique

I wrote the first half in free form, as I did during XaW Files, which is the main reason I stopped creating Folding Mirrors for a couple of years, but then had to create a second half to mirror it, choosing to mirror the 1-3 matching, 2-4 different split of flea and free with the 2-4 matching, 1-3 different split of muse and nure; a made-up word that I chose for comedy and theme relevance. I could have used pure, but thought nure was more apt.

The longer the Folding Mirror poem the harder it is to reflect each side, but I think I’ve done it quite accurately, with the different letters of the key words providing the formatting framework. Initial letters of other words have also been mirrored according to the key words on each side.

My Poem Rationale

For those new to poetry I’m just playing a character, as poets have done forever. My choosing of flea and manure shows me in a good light as far as I’m concerned, in line with Buddhism and Nietzsche. It’s what I’ve been doing throughout my writing career, although my egotistical narcissistic critics think I’m just trying to be like and/or compete with them!

While I’d like to become as rich and famous as possible, and help as many good causes I can, while writing artistic poetry and prose it is all about the creative act, and trying to achieve as much excellence as possible. I’ve always aimed to write as well as I can, even if some of it along the way has been crass and slapstick.

My comedy and serious writing are two sides of the same coin, one I can flip over to suit the occasion at almost any time, and that’s why my greenYgrey and Folding Mirror books are a mixture of the two.

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Insect I’s No News, Muse Letters’ T’s Truths

feel flee I flea
of free
sharing 1-3
but flaw
of 2-4
half way there
park yogibear
but instead
of RE
primary re-minder
Religious Education
school lesson
I’m l-a: not all
Los Angeles
Leeds Armley
border Bramley
kinda Kirkstally

struggling increases the grip, what makes humanity worship

King keystones
Brand bones
Needful Rings
Normality Returns
n-r knows – my number
poetry session
Mental Stimulation
ms-lexia prompt
SHE ism
although sharing
dictionary indemnity
glass half empty
3-1 unspun
letters undone
matching 2-4
muse provides
vowel assonance ma nure

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ma: slang for my.

Mirror Poem Contrasting My Efforts for Feminism and Reactions over Last 15 Years

My grooming university tutors and work managers have helped stop me warning about the U.K. grooming epidemic over the last couple of decades, with Telford the latest horror story to hit the headlines, but they were often helped by women, who were also groomed, but at a higher level than the children on the streets.

Mixing Islam and Liberalism like Predator and Prey

I think the biggest reason for the grooming epidemic is that Multicultural Political Correctness opened up the gates of immigration hell while shutting down criticism of cultures from countries that worship a religion whose prophet had a single-figure child bride, and that where child marriage and female subservience is still the norm.

Mixing that with a liberal culture where children expect to be free and independent was like unlocking the cages of a zoo and expecting all the animals to get along and respect each other!

The celebrity and social media ages have added to it, with some of the biggest working-class female role models going from one relationship to another; perhaps for publicity?

Political leaders and academics who’ve been shutting down criticism by calling everybody who mentions it Islamophobic and/or racist have also helped keep it quiet.

Muslim women supporting Islamism while their ‘sisters’ in Saudi and Iran fight for freedom also doesn’t help!

Some women still think I’m against them, because I’m not joining in the ‘competitive grooming’. I’d much rather be acting like Russell Brand apparently was when he was leading his ‘revolution’, while enjoying the sexual spoils, as well as a commercial book deal, but I thought it was better for my ‘feminist’ cause to act the way I have done; not looking like a grooming Pied Piper. It seems I was wrong!

I said then we needed a ‘revolution’ the other way if anything, rather than the younger groomers taking over from the older ones, and that seems to be what’s happening since the Weinstein scandal.

If I’d followed an academic career I’d probably have earned about £500,000 more than I have over the last thirteen years. If this stops me earning money over the next thirteen years then so be it. This issue that I saw at the heart of the ‘Multicultural Fascism’ (my term at the time) I thought I was being stopped from criticising at university was the biggest reason I left academia.

There’s been a lot of niceness and support too, but this poem focuses on the negative. I’ve made it clearer by colouring the words of the ‘second person’, which is a combination of comments or insinuations I’ve experienced, in red.

Celibate for Feminism, Demonise the Sexist

he loves me
I love you not
he idolises me
I tolerate you
he copies me
I’ve seen it all before
he wants to be me
I’m more content than ever

can’t think for himself, contrary thoughts my speciality
buys rhymes with lies, somebody else will pay

I think you need advice
you’re trying to control me
I think you’re too trusting
you’re too possessive
You’re too materialistic
you’re too tight
I don’t like you
you prejudiced weirdo

Yorkshire Tea Time PhilosophT Bjork Utopia Parallel Universe Poetry

Is Bjork a Utopian Yorkshire Tea fan? Before discussing the similarities of the Utopia and Brewtopia videos, with a time difference twist, first here’s a little Bjork name fun Folding Mirror poem, which will hopefully please and promote Bjork:

Bjork Pronounced, Poetically Bounced

Be York, as in city
Be Orc, mixed with pixie

but please don’t proceed, tempted by incendiary need

the incorrect, Be dork
or scandalous, Be jerk

greenYgreyologists in the coffilosophy age wondered at the coincidence of how Bjork started writing her Utopia album drawing inspiration from walking in the Icelandic countryside just as the greenYgrey trilogy was ending there in the epic classic XaW Files: Beyond Humanity… and they shared a PinkyOrangePurple (POP) theme:

There was no accusation of Bjork being inspired by the book, but it would be a compliment if she was… or has even heard of it. More recent research has shown that Bjork also had a greenYgrey phase too, as seen in the videos for NotGet and Solstice.

Tea Time Discovery

The Kenco cofficionado does have more questions to answer, especially as he appeared a few months after I contacted them about my coffilosophy/er… and is a bit of a Russell Brand.

It’s okay for the upper classes with their ‘special skills’ to go round looking at people and reading their minds while staring at them! If that was me I’d be called a weirdo witch!

Anyway, the passing of the age from coffilosophy to philosophT; in name if not drink! I do try and drink tea in the afternoon, rather than another coffee, but do still have my two mugs of strong coffee in the morning; at the moment I have one Kenco and one Morrison’s Gold; has already borne tea gold.

I returned to this Yorkshire Tea advert I’d thought at the time was very greenYgreyish. Returning to it now and seeing it was called Brewtopia I thought it may be a parody of Bjork’s Utopia, but then when I looked at the date it was the summer of 2015, so preceded Bjork’s album by some time, as she only started writing it at the end of that year.

It was in the heart of the greenYgrey years, but its POP twilight colours in the sky at the end did precede the greenYgrey POP age being published in XaW Files, although I might have blogged about it beforehand. I doubt if they were influenced by me, and we were both inspired by that scenery.

Reflections 31-35 from Folding Mirror Poetry Book

Over thirty-five 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, and reflections 26-30 here’s reflections 31-35.

Reflection 31 mirrored As each second of the present passes:

Living the life extraordinary
is of course not as easy
as surviving the life ordinary
in mind as in body
to accomplish
tremendous feats
you must overcome
temptation to weaken
tire or tweet.
You must raise your game
in body, mind and spirit
and tame those thoughts
which would lead you astray
and one day you will make
it to a brighter day.

Reflection 32 mirrored Blue Skies, Delta Blues:

The poem was inspired by research finding that the human desire for love and drugs are both linked to the striatum part of the brain.
Like many Folding Mirrors, it combines the personal, social and wordplay. The words in the first half of the middle line; try, stray and from; derive from the main word of the second half of the line and poem: striatum.
It was thought that the poem was more psychological than social or literary, so it was included in this chapter.

Reflection 33 mirrored Hope for Humanity or Full Speed to Calamity?

Bipolar highs take you out of your shell, but increase your chances of getting shot at.

Reflection 34 mirrored Inside Out:

People and societies vary in levels of individuality. Some people pride themselves on being independent, while others want to be in the middle of everything social. Whatever the levels of individuality, if people have been born into any kind of society, they are likely to have been shaped by it to a certain extent, and will be expected to abide by the rules of that society. People might rebel, or consider themselves more independent than others, but usually they do it within the boundaries of acceptable behaviour, and follow previous examples from within that society.

Reflection 35 mirrored Railway Line Division Vision:

Ballad of a Young and Old Hobo

The young hobo
all full of myths and dreams
setting out on the highway
with nowhere to go
Where would the road lead him
what route would he follow
to a destiny of riches
or realisation of world hollow
The end of the long road
led to attempts at rooting
but the horizon always called
with new places for scooting
So the road has not ended
nor ever shall it likely
it was just suspended
reality upended
As ambitions tended
bended by society
a life in jeopardy
with no escape ahead of me
The old hobo moving along
myths and dreams no longer the fuel
new places on the old trail
sights and movement keep travelling cool.

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Mirror Poem Book Reflections 16-20

Hope you’re enjoying autumn/fall in the northern hemisphere, and spring/summer in the southern. Sorry I haven’t posted any new poems on here for a while, but I’m creating a lot of poetry for a two-years X Files parody project I’m serialising over at the Writing and Poetry greenYgrey blog, as well as serialising reflections from the 242 Mirror Poems and Reflections book there, so I’m being kept pretty busy when not doing the day-job.

Mirror Poem Book Reflections

Over twenty reflections from 242 Mirror Poems and Reflections are on the Writing and Poetry blog now, so following on from reflections 1-5reflections 6-10, and reflections 11-15 here’s reflections 16-20:

Reflection 16 mirrored Middle-Age Memories:

Our age is one of great importance,
for it is the only one we’ll know.

Reflection 17 mirrored Living in the Middle-Ages:

Reaching middle-age
for a rebellious youth
leaves you with two pathway choices.
Try to continue as you are
while remaining cool
or become what you rebelled
against in youth.
Neither is easy or perfect,
and will include falseness,
compromise or both,
but there’s no alternative.
You are not what you were
and while not planning to survive
you continue to be alive.

Reflection 18 (in 2 parts) mirrored The Futility of Life and Death:

I’ve fantasised about creating life, but dreamt about ending my own more. Suicide was my parachute, knowing it was there helped keep my plane on course when it was in trouble.

Vampires are All in the Mind

Molars dig deep
through unconscious neck
into conscious brain
draining lifeblood from mood.

Hourglass inverted
serotonin drains away
you join the living dead
for another day.

Reflection 19 mirrored The Art of Humanity:

Travelling with Janis Joplin

Existential travel
searching for confirmation
only freedom to lose.

Reflection 20 mirrored Summer’s Sunset Soliloquy:

Strength and Death

In youth I felt strong enough to die.
In middle-age I feel my strength dying.
In old age I expect to feel death strengthen.

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It could be a great present for middle-aged people, and a good one for people of all ages!

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