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Mirror Poem Book Poetry Reflections 11 – 15

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

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

Mirror Poem Reflections

Reflection 11 mirrored the poem Tale of the Weakness Tail

Limits of Freedom

When birds have freedom
they don’t fly into the stratosphere
but sometimes bump into windows.

Reflection 12 mirrored Human and Society Chicken and Egg Dilemma Oddly Solved

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.

Reflection 13 mirrored Mine Bipolar Mind

You cannot escape –
thinking you’re free
one side of the mind
on the same body.

Reflection 14 mirrored All Cooper

The mirror image of personality and humanity has been a regular theme in Folding Mirror poetry. Vincent Furnier‘s Alice Cooper alter-ego allows him to investigate and release his internal demons; demons that once sent him into alcoholism and a sanatorium.

Societies that have the freedom to analyse and criticise themselves, with a free press and human rights, should be healthier in the same way as Furnier is now, while societies that do not have the same reflection and release will probably grow more demonic.

Reflection 15 mirrored Climbing Over the Hill

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!

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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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Mirror Poem Reflection 20 from Poetry Book

Reflections of the I
Reflections of the I (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

The fmpoetry.wordpress.com website has just updated the poetry reflections from Marc Latham’s 242 Mirror Poems and Reflections book with reflections 11-15, so we’d better keep a step or five ahead, and post reflection 20.

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Hi, it’s William Wolfsworth, satirical comedy poetry correspondent at the greenYgrey inspired by legendary Romantic poet William Wordsworth.

Reflection 20 mirrored Summer’s Sunset Soliloquy, which mixed balancing mental health and sunbathing in the top half of the poem; with balancing positive and negative attitudes and behaviour towards people in the bottom half. noel_gallagher_high_flying_birds_album_cover_location_beverly_hills

Here’s Reflection 20 of 121 in 242 Mirror Poems and Reflections:

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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New Mirrror Poem while Blondie Rocked Glastonbury

With a couple of hours of battery life, and feeling that he hadn’t created enough for a World Cup Rest Day, and with four days of World Cup double games days on the horizon, Marc Latham clunked out yet another Folding Mirror poem last night.

Blondie at Glastonbury

Moanin' in the Moonlight
Moanin’ in the Moonlight (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Hi, it’s Howlin’ Werewolf, satirical comedy music correspondent at the greenYgrey inspired by legendary Blues singer Howlin’ Wolf.

Marc wrote his poem while watching Blondie at Glastonbury on television, and thought they played a great set. I watched it too, and in addition to the classic old songs, I really liked the uplifting Mile High and the heavy metallish guitar and drum solos.

Here’s Blondie’s Mile High played with greenYgrey backing at Miami earlier this year:

Glastonbury Weather

Rainbow
Rainbow (Photo credit: adwriter)

The greenYgrey justified its Glastonbury poster headlining status with a dramatic greatest hits set: producing thunder and lightning storms during the day, rainbows, and then a spectacular sunset in the evening.

Musical bands come and go, but the weather sings forever.

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However, Marc Latham’s new mirror poem kind of takes the opposite view, in a greenYgrey kind of way, extolling the virtues of thought in creatures great and small; and how one thought by a small animal such as a mouse is better in that way than all the gigantic unthinking reactions in space.

Family business
Family business (Photo credit: onkel_wart (thomas lieser))

In a greenYgrey way, human thoughts are the best and worse we know, but animals have a lot of nice and nasty ones too; with the former shown by their caring for each other.

Marc wrote on fmpoetry.wordpress.com that ‘the title and last line refers to a single thought of a small creature being superior in that way to great giant stars, which just work unthinkingly by thermonuclear reactions. The last line also plays on the British television series about a vet, All Creatures Great and Small. So although the universe is mindbogglingly massive, life as we know it on Earth is the best we know for thinking.’

Here’s the poem:

Damselfly
Damselfly (Photo credit: Jan de Graaf)

Particular Preciousness of Thinking, Thought Superior to Reaction

crunch time for mortal minds
strangles infinite breath
day drags for damselfly
century crows to humanity
instinct, learning, loving, expiring
endless summer days

One’s outlook on life, age of calendar July

winter limits light
experience, remembering, warming, gripping
holding on for dear
life becomes more refined
sailing history’s horizon
all creatures greater than sun

We are family
We are family (Photo credit: *Kicki*)

 

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Mirror Poem Inspired by Wolf Calendar Photo

There’s a new Folding Mirror poem on fmpoetrywordpress.com, and it’s one close to our hearts, as it combines the two things most important to a werewolf: a human and a wolf. Yes, it’s a poem created by a human about a wolf.

Romuléon - caption: 'Faustulus discovers Romul...
Romuléon – caption: ‘Faustulus discovers Romulus and Remus being suckled by a she-wolf on the bank of the Tiber; behind, he entrusts the infants to Laurentia. With text below and decorated borders containing the arms and badge of England.’ (Photo credit: The British Library)

While there are many examples of wolves making friends with humans, and even bringing up human babies, such as the Remus and Romulus legend about the founding of Rome, there is no existing evidence of a wolf writing a poem about humans… or anything else for that matter. Wolves are too busy being wolves, and doing wolf things!

Wolf Mirror Poem

Hi, it’s William Wolfsworth, poetry correspondent at the greenYgrey inspired by legendary Romantic poet William Wordsworth.

Yes, Marc Latham has created and posted a new mirror poem onto fmpoetry, and I’ve imported it into the greenygrey world this morning. Here it is:

Wolves 2012 Calendar, October Star Wolf

fire melting gold
fall full flow
leaves oval shaped
seem to poke
fun behind rump
tongue-twisting
on thin reaching branches

both stand on rock, green and grey coloured

under strong running legs
tree-like
paws resemble  plinths
keep head grounded
feminine tongue smiles
sunrise eyes shine
below mountain peaks

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X Files Parody Reaches Russian Siberia Krasnoyarsk

There were three writers
on Wikipedia’s Krasnoyarsk
so I thought I’d combine
them with recent thoughts
plots and characters
from XaW Files’s Russian odyssey
and the style of it and its two
predecessors in living memory
to make the tenth episode
out of a planned twenty-four
in line with X Files Season 1.
Is three hours of
research, thought and writing
an enjoyable luxury struggle
too self-centred
for a modern capitalist country
grown too over-populated
for anyone to really matter;
and in an age when everybody
is led to believe
that they do matter
because they can all create
art, media and communicate
in the quickest time
with no need to think
of the sublime.
Bring me back from my rambles
make me work 9 to 5
even if I don’t earn enough
to pay tax
you’ll have clipped wings
from air to cabinet
where you can watch
every move I make
and feel that now
you can fly higher
and feel more alive.
Sometimes I resent
working like this
for little reward
but then I remember
it’s my choice
and I’m trying to entertain
publicise and sell
doing something I like
with my World Cup dreams
having passed for longer
than they lived.

 XaW Files Chapter 1, Episode 10

Dreams of the Blighty Summer

Pleased to meet you Krasnoyarsk,
I’m sorry to disturb you, it may be crass
“no y’ ask” you say, thank you,
have you seen our Andy Wolfhol,
who I think may have passed this way,
for your city is known for natural beauty
and your name is structurally like greenYgrey
only with an extra o before the y,
and when I saw your city at twilight time
it really did look greenYgrey
with the extra o represented by orange in the sky;
although there is also pink in the sky,
and black and white mountains, snow and houses
so that would make it more like Krasnopbwyarsk
if we were true to the detail,
and did not take artistic licence.
‘Ya,’ Krasnoyarsk replied, ‘there was a werewolf
passed through some time ago
looked a little like the picture you painted
and had a mantra that went something like ‘wolf not war.’

See Andrei Makine Dreams of My Russian Summers

Let Trees be my Statues, and Clouds their Pigeons

Astafiyev, V.P.
Astafiyev, V.P. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Is a life not better remembered with a living form: a tree rather than a statue. Although statues can be great works of art, are those of life forms such as humans more representative of those life forms than other life forms, such as trees.

While a good statue can provide an image of a person during their life; often an idealised representation based on their mythology; as a Yahoo Answer stated, ‘plants have the same cellular respiratory paths to provide metabolic energy, using oxygen and giving off CO2, as animals do.’

see Viktor Astafyev statue

Thinking and Writing Better than Listening and Talking

Bert the Butterfly whispered to me that he was not a real butterfly. He had been a real butterfly once. A beautiful black, grey and white butterfly that liked to eat from yellow flowers, with green stalks. His image was captured by a human; using a camera.

WWW (Wet Wide Web) [Explored]
WWW (Wet Wide Web) [Explored] (Photo credit: Rickydavid)
That image was posted onto the WWW, and in the greenYgrey world he became Bert the Butterfly. Bert made it clear he was a metafiction: where readers are made aware that they are reading a fictional work; a literary form that makes use of elements of fairy tale construction and literary parody.

Bert said it was now time to popov, and flew back towards the natural world.

see Yevgeni Anatolyevich Popov literary style.

Butterfly eye - canon 550d
Butterfly eye – canon 550d (Photo credit: @Doug88888)

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