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Mirror Poem Reflections 21-25

Over thirty reflections from 242 Mirror Poems and Reflections are on the Writing and Poetry blog now, so following on from reflections 1-5, reflections 6-10reflections 11-15 and reflections 16-20 here’s reflections 21-25.

I originally repeated Reflection 22 in 24, and have now edited it. Sorry about that!

Reflection 21

Reflection 21 mirrored Between Times of Fantasy. Maybe it was thinking of some time in the future like now when it was written. Here’s Reflection 21:

Sometimes I have written poems about my unknown future with inspiration from the forgotten past.
Then, a few years later I read it again.
The time when I wrote the poem, which is now of course the past, is then relived by the future mind that was written about.

Reflection 22

Reflection 22 mirrored Multitasking Melody:

Been walking
around the mountain
looking for a clear path
enjoying the view
now it’s getting late
time’s running out
fog’s forming
need to make a decision
or just keep rambling
to the end.

Reflection 23

Reflection 23 mirrored Not Love, Gnat Empathy:

Is it worth contesting people’s religious, political and cultural beliefs and views? While you may save them, you could also destroy them.
Somebody who might be saved in one way from a life of slavery and ignorance may in other ways die from freedom and knowledge.
And if you show them the possibility that life has no meaning, without providing anything else, are you not like a doctor taking heroin away from an addict without providing any methadone.
And for yourself, maybe you’ll ruin your career or life trying to do what you think is good, and do very little to change anything: or even make things worse by giving those you consider wrong more ammunition and an enemy to deflect attention and legitimise their cause.

Reflection 24

Reflection 24 mirrored Contented Living, Contents of Dreaming:

Keep honey cooking in the kitchen
memories on the mantelpiece
old flames in the fire.

Reflection 25

Reflection 25 mirrored Inner Strength, Mental Health:

The poem was written after the UK riots of 2011. Although I sometimes dislike modern society and yearn for a more natural one, the scenes of mass destruction against homes, businesses and landmarks looked all wrong.
Whatever the pressures and problems (if it wasn’t just greed and power), there are always places to escape if desired, rather than trying to create space in somewhere densely inhabited.
Many people feel they’re not their real selves within modern society; which is literally a construction. Most think they become their real selves outside the work environment, when they spend time with their family, play sports, or escape into the countryside.
I often wonder whether this is something inspired by life in modern society; a natural desire of your life in the here and now; or is it something imprinted in your genes stretching back to our ancestors in prehistory.

Michael McCarthy was also quoted from an article about St. Kilda published in the Independent newspaper on August 9th, 2012: ‘…I think the longing for nature in its pristine state is much older. Remember, we have been computer operators for a single generation, and workers in offices for about three; but we were farmers for 400 generations, and before that we were hunter-gatherers for perhaps 20,000.’

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Mirror Poem Book Reflections 6-10

Ten reflections from 242 Mirror Poems and Reflections are up on the Writing and Poetry blog now, so here’s reflections 6-10 after 1-5 were posted here previously:

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.

Reflection 6 mirrored See Below Sea:

Although inspired by nature, the iceberg of this poem is a metaphor for the human psyche.

As it is only an iceberg’s tip visible above the surface, most people only have a little of their personality, experiences and thoughts on show in society at any one time.

Reflection 7 mirrored
 I Am What You See
But You Are Not Me
Six Billion + of You
Myself – Only a Few

As travel is supposed to change people, it changes words and sentences too. What is meant by the communicator is often changed through relay: whether it is a spoken conversation amongst friends, or a person making a public statement.

Reflection 8  was a double reflection of Orbital Perceptions:

The doors of perception
should not be an obsession.
They will open in time
without such a steep climb.

There is little smaller and more insignificant in space than our planet.
There are few things on our planet that last less time than a single life.
There is little more significant to us than our lifetime in our place in space.

Reflection 9 mirrored Quality Words are like
Koala(ity) on a Eucalyptus Tree at Sunset.

Is there time to think
before talking
in modern society,
where everything is instant,
silence is belligerent
and noise is magnificent.

Politicians still try to do it,
play for time
get answers to mind
see the interview through
hide the reality
reveal nothing on telly.

Reflection 10 mirrored Driving Through The Desert

In the void between life and death
that’s where I like to be.
Flying in space beyond sight
of reality and mortality.
But the flight is finite,
and the return can be rocky.

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Middle-Age Mirror Poem Reflections

Did I reach middle-age missing out a couple of lines? How many more lines will I go through and reach? Is middle-age the purgatory of your life: looking back at your life without knowing the future? Or if you have one!

Reflection 15

The above opening paragraph is Reflection 15 from Marc Latham’s 242 Mirror Poems and Reflections, mirroring the Climbing Over the Hill Folding Mirror poem that was first published on fmpoetry.wordpress.com

Regular readers will probably have guessed that it’s the greenYgrey poetry correspondent, William Wolfsworth. The reflection also works well for Marc’s latest FM poem, which was published on fmpoetry this week.

I’m delighted to say I’ve now imported it into the greenYgrey world, and here it is for your instant enjoyment.

No More Heroes (album)
No More Heroes (album) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Looking Forward and Back, Aspiring to Fall Longer

cutting down illusions
to grow delusions
catching up with heroines
once appeared advanced aliens
heroes turned real
rotating on life wheel

sitting atop clear peak, clouds roll in descending

only rock lives naturally
mountain top eternally
diving into deepest ocean
mask obscuring human emotion
sinking solace bliss
deep silent abyss

English: Rock reflection in river close to Yan...
English: Rock reflection in river close to Yangshuo. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

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Human Life Mirror Poem with Natural Metaphors

Marc Latham’s latest Folding Mirror poem is another human life story with natural world metaphor.

Looking Forward and Back, Aspiring to Fall Longer

cutting down illusions
to grow delusions
catching up with heroines
once appeared advanced aliens
heroes turned real
rotating on life wheel

sitting atop clear peak, clouds roll in descending

only rock lives naturally
mountain top eternally
diving into deepest ocean
mask obscuring human emotion
sinking solace bliss
deep silent abyss

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New Mirror Poem Mixes Life Philosophy with Natural World Metaphors

Hi, it’s William Wolfsworth, satirical comedy poetry correspondent at the Greenygrey inspired by legendary Romantic poet William Wolfsworth. I forgot to tell you that last week’s Reflection 12 from 242 Mirror Poems and Reflections mirrored Human and Society Chicken and Egg Dilemma Oddly Solved, a poem posted on fmpoetry.wordpress.com just over three years ago.

New Mirror Poem

I was reminded of that because Marc Latham posted a new Folding Mirror poem on fmpoetry yesterday, and I have just imported it into the greenYgrey world. It mixes life philosophy with lots of natural world metaphors. Here it is:

Street scene in Hollindale
Street scene in Hollindale (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Translucent Fall, Rise Transparent

life’s monotonous dreamscape
colour on dancing shadows
less rational than raindrops
doing what comes naturally
breaking an ocean apart
before returning to cloud

swimming and flying, living and dying

is dry land closer
to sea or air
should we even care
it’s sensible to sleep
while moonshine paints haunting
death’s monochrome nightmares

Raindrops
Raindrops (Photo credit: Mariam S)

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Sun Seasons Mirror Poem and Human Nature Reflection

The seasons don’t fight against each other, or argue about allotted times, but that’s because they are human constructions, and don’t really exist; although they are useful in dividing the ‘year’ into different weather patterns. In reality, our planet is just circling the centre of our solar system, because the ‘sun’ is controlling us with gravity.

Human Nature

Hi, this is William Wolfsworth, poetry correspondent at the Greenygrey inspired by legendary Romantic poet William Wordsworth. The second sentence of the introduction was about Marc Latham’s latest Folding Mirror poem, which was inspired by hot sunny weather in Blighty over the last few days. The first sentence was about Reflection 12 from his 242 Mirror Poems and Reflections book.

Here’s Reflection 12, followed by the newly imported from fmpoetry into the Greenygrey world seasonal mirror poem. As with most of the topics, it is an observation and comment on universal human nature, not inspired by anybody in particular.

Those who feel hard done by
often seem to want to get even
not necessarily with whoever
caused their upset
but with anybody
who’ll balance the books
return their equilibrium
as they see it
for the unloved to feel love
for the bullied to feel powerful
for the unlucky to feel lucky
for the poor to feel rich
for the insane to feel sane.

Sun Rays Dancing…!!!
Sun Rays Dancing…!!! (Photo credit: Denis Collette…!!!)

Spring or Summer, Sun flares Whenever

summer can’t arrive too soon
although not expected until June
sun doesn’t know northern reasoning
each hemisphere’s split seasoning
it just sits centre burning fuel
although solar winds wave like fool

our planet circles fusion fire, life on Earth reaching higher

comets dance around gravity bound moons
shooting stars whiz space like loons
judged on falling brightness
without knowing journey light years
hot weather come what May
spring doesn’t claim every day

Cone Nebula
Cone Nebula (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
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New Mirror Poem and Poetry Book Reflections

All in good time for this blog, Marc Latham created his latest Folding Mirror poem yesterday, and posted it on fmpoetry.wordpress.com

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Hi, it’s William Wolfsworth, poetry correspondent at the Greenygrey inspired by legendary Romantic poet William Wordsworth. Here’s the latest poem, and it’s followed by the latest reflection from Marc’s 242 Mirror Poems and Reflections book.

English: The winding road. The B967 from Fordo...
English: The winding road. The B967 from Fordoun to Inverbervie (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Winding Between, Two Roads

where was the wind

before now

had it already inspired

thoughts, dreams, wonder

beating

tender hearts

Cihuatecayoti remembered

mind refreshed

riding the magic, blades green grass

march awoken

Cinderellas released

captivity ceased

creating

tribal, dance, writing

other planets have breeze

similar chemicals

is their reaction poetry

English: The steep and winding road
English: The steep and winding road (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Reflection 8

Reflection 8 in Marc’s 242 Mirror Poems and Reflections mirrored Orbital Perceptions, which was about how we usually make sense of the world from our limited sight and knowledge; usually forgetting the massive scale of the universe, and what we don’t see beyond our personal life and experiences.

Like many reflections in the book, you get two or three for one, with this one containing a little poem and a little philosophy. Here it is:

The doors of perception
should not be an obsession.
They will open in time
without such a steep climb.

There is little smaller and more insignificant in space than our planet.
There are few things on our planet that last less time than a single life.
There is little more significant to us than our lifetime in our place in space.

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