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Mirror Poem Reflections 1-5 from Poetry Collection

Over on Marc Latham’s central Greenygrey site Writing and Poetry blog he’s been serialising the reflections of mirror poems contained in the 242 Mirror Poems and Reflections collection.

Mirror Poem Collection

The Folding Mirror poems have been posted on this site. I thought I’d post the reflections five at a time here, with the first five below, along with links to the poems they reflected.

The book’s available from Amazon for under £3 and under $6, and lots of other currencies for the equivalent prices; and Smashwords and other ebook readers for much less.

There are links at the end of the post. Here’s the first five reflections:

Reflection 1

The first reflection mirrored a poem that reflected on the similarities between space and mind in the latest technological imaging called: SAGAS: Solipsistic Astronaut Gravitates Agnostic Space

It’s only a small one, trying to be philosophical, and many of the other reflections are much longer. Here it is:

What I am incapable of understanding has no meaning,
What I understand has no interest.

The second reflection mirrored Hopes Rise With The Sun

Reflection 2 

Concorde on takeoff

Concorde on takeoff (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Narcissism and Ego

I wanted to be famous for being famous, but too late now…?
A little bit of ego allows me to do this, rather than making me do it.

Has my writing and public profile fuelled narcissism, or given it an outlet?

Finding out that you aren’t the centre of other people’s world is a relief, but also a disappointment in some ways, as you wonder why not.


Titanik (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Addressing narcissism should help overcome a depression fuelled by feelings of failure: you can’t change the world, and nature of humanity, so don’t expect too much.

Concorde boomed the sky
but clouds still quietly fly.
Trains carry tons of freight
but the land doesn’t have to wait.
Titanic caused a commotion
but didn’t change the ocean.

Reflection 3 reflected Hazy Horizon Optical Illusion

Reflection 3 

Between the freedom of travel
and the solitude of home
is a fantasy world
called society.

Reflection 4 mirrored Adrift in Unnavigable Oceans: Sodium Chloride

Reflection 4

The well-behaved British working class used to be known as ‘salt of the earth’ when they were compliant up to the 1950s, but not so much anymore.

Were things that different in history? I don’t know.
And have they changed that much? Well, elite corruption has been exposed more since the 1950s, making the workers less likely to trust and revere the upper classes; Thatcher decimated the working-class industries in the 1980s, destroying communities; and New Labour betrayed their traditional voters by squeezing them out of the workplace between high-earning elites and foreign workers willing to work for less.
So things have probably changed, but I don’t know how much, or if it is the main reason for there apparently being less ‘salt of the earth’.

Reflection 5 mirrored Night is a Part of Day

Reflection 5

I have welcomed the sunrise
and dreaded it.
On mountains in the dark
the first glimmers of light
are a welcome sight.
On all-nighters when young
the first realisation of light
signalled beginning of end.
They were the same darkness and light
of the same day, which is basically just
the way our planet tilts towards the sun,
but I was in different situations, feeling
different things, on different sides of Earth.

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Libra Political Scales Shape Poem

Some people think Libra is the best star sign.  Usually it is because they are Librans, and Marc Latham is no different.  We are now in the Libra month (September 23 – October 23), so here’s an FM poem that celebrates the Libran reputation for careful judgement, symbolised by scales. 
It is also an exciting political time in Britain, with Ed Miliband elected as the new Labour leader offering hope of a return to basics for the traditionally socialist party.
David Cameron has also been doing a pretty good job so far as the Conservative Prime Minister, so hopefully Britain can get itself out the current economic melee, and back into credit, without too much pain along the way for the people. 
Libran Political Scales


Peace Day Poem

It’s Peace Day today, so Marc Latham thought he’d write a little poem to celebrate the day.  He’d like to think there’ll be peace in the foreseeable future, but unfortunately doesn’t expect it!  Here’s the poem:                                       


Peace is in the air
don’t let it get in your hair,
grab it woman and man
it doesn’t come in a can
like beans or mushy peas,
it’s carried on the warm breeze
that sometimes blows through
valleys and villages, me and you,

catch the spirit and run with it

mountains and towns, them and us,
peace vibe causes hush,
after centuries of war the time
to consider hate a crime
may well be upon our Earth,
can you deliver its birth
or will you let it slip again
until your God knows when.

I was alerted to the day by Care2, which has free ecards for all occasions.

Music of Silence Poem by Vinay Ravindranath

Here is a hauntingly beautiful mirror poem by Vinay Ravindranath from Bangalore in India, who writes under the pen name Leo at the very impressive I Rhyme Without Reason website. You can see the original posting of this poem combined with a complementary image from the website link.

Thanks to Vinay for creating the poem and allowing it to be re-published here.

The Poem

Music of Silence

Music of silence
Enticing eyes, dark of night
Found is true solace
Mind is calm now; calm is mind
Solace true is found
Night of dark eyes enticing
Silence of music

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Happy New Year Poets and Poetry Lovers

Happy New Year from Marc Latham and fmpoetry. Here’s a poem I just created as I felt a little seasonal inspiration flow. It mirrors words per line each side:
8-6-9-8 (9) 8-9-6-8
and the top half rhymes along with 2009 while the bottom rhymes along with 2010.

Enjoy and best wishes for 2010. Thanks for spending some of 2009 here!

New Year 2010 Poem

Auld Lang Syne my poetry friends of mine
please start singing goodbye to 2009
the year is nearly over but lets not pine
not while there’s life in the sparkling wine

celebrate the year and give wishes for the next

crack open the cool beer year women men
the new year almost upon us once again then
here’s looking forward with hope 2010
let’s hope it’s a good one once again

Decisions, Decisions: Crossing the Rubicon Poem

Crossing the Rubicon

Decisions, decisions, should I bite the bait?
or should one wait, but will it be too late
I’d better make a decision
this is no time, for indecision

Crossing the Rubicon, like Caesar in 49

No going back now, no return
one chance only gotta learn
or crash and burn, no about turn across the Rubicon
Results, results, what was the final outcome?

A version of this poem first appeared in Marc Latham’s poetry collection.


Haircut in a Mirror: Comedy Poetry …(I hope)

Today’s Folding Mirror poem is an attempt at comedy from Marc Latham which first appeared in The Pages.

Poem Explanation

The poem was created to fit into the Another Haircut? theme of a short book the House of Meredith published.

It’s just a bit of fun, and I hope you find it such.

Poem Structure

The words per lines mirror each other either side of the folding middle, with a words per line structure beginning and ending with the outer lines of:
8-7-5-6-4-8 (14) 8-4-6-5-7-8

The punctuation also mirrors pretty well, but not exactly.

The Poem

Haircut in a Mirror?

My hair’s too short, don’t get no shape;
need some wax, so people can tell
me I look real swell.
My hair’s gotten out of control,
can’t control the mass,
In my eyes and down to my ass.

Gotta get me a haircut, nice and trim, so people don’t think I’m dim

Now my hair’s too short to get shape,
can’t get no style,
my hair needs gel to excel.
hair is growing quickly now,
soon it’ll be, like two feet past
My neck and down, to eyes and ass.

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New Development in Folding Mirror Form?

Today we have a new Folding Mirror that hopefully adds another dimension to the form.

Poem Explanation

The poem was inspired by a combination of a BBC documentary series on the British Medieval Mind, the Angels and Demons book and film and Channel 4‘s 1066: the Battle for Middle Earth docu-drama.

Poem Structure

The poem subject is new, but not the most original factor. I think the structure may be, as it totally starts from the middle and then works outwards to the outer lines.

The poem starts with the medieval mind thinking about being judged by God, and then working its way through what might happen if they are judged positively and get taken to heaven (up into the top half of the poem) or negatively and taken to hell (down into the bottom half of the poem).

The poem mirrors in line word count: 4-4-4-4-4-3-3-2 (9) 2-3-3-4-4-4-4-4

The line length and punctuation mirror pretty much too. The poem starting in the middle and then dividing to the top and bottom helped with the punctuation, as a capital letter starts the folding line and poem, and then two full stops end it at the two outer lines.

Poem Images

Thanks to Stock.xchng for providing the images, which I then edited on Picasa. Also, thanks to rore d for creating the up arrow, and dropowtt for the down. The images link to the pages where the original photos are on display.

The Poem

To Heaven or Hell

enjoying tranquillity for eternity.
amongst clouds and angels
through the pearly gates
welcomed in by Peter
knocking on heaven’s door
righteous carried upwards

arrow down

we can rise
judged positively

On flat Middle Earth, if we have our lives

negatively received
one will fall

arrow down

damned descending down
dragged by hell’s harpies
to their lord Lucifer
over bloody burning coals
fire and demons surround
slaving painfully for infinity.

Nature Poetry of Valley Reflections

Below is another old folding mirror poem that was inspired by a visit to Otley Chevin, near Leeds in West Yorkshire, England.  It is a nature poem in the style popularised by the Romantics in the 18th and 19th centuries.

The chevin was a happy stomping ground for Romantic artist, J.M. Turner, and it is thought to have inspired his famous painting, Hannibal Crossing the Alps.

The folding mirror line, ‘a river runs through it’ divides the poem as rivers divide the ground on either side of valleys, and was inspired by the touching 1992 film of the same name.

The poem mirrors in line word amounts and the punctuation, but not in metre.

The poem works from on top of the valley on the outer lines to the bottom of the valley on the inner lines on each side, and then the river is reached on the valley bottom in the middle line.

Some lines feature words switched around in the two halves of the lines, while other lines have completely different words.


Valley Reflections

On valley top, trees provide splendour.
Above granite crags beyond, our time.
Waterfalls falling poetic motion, past caves.
Down to the valley floor, lush and green.

A river runs through it

Up from the valley bottom, vegetation and verdant.
Paths rising winding lines, through passes.
Rocks overhanging forming shapes, past reality.
Trees provide splendour, on valley top.