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Poetry in Motion Princess Kate Remembers What Made Her Great

I was disappointed Princess Kate seemed to have become a Calamity Kate recently, buying a shotgun as Britain goes weapons crazy!

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Kate Returns to Form

So I was delighted to see Princess Kate return to great greenYgrey form on a visit to Blackpool recently (maybe tangerine would have been more fitting though?), sporting big green and grey, and a little yellow in the arrow symbol of her handbag and the umbrella handle.

So I wrote this Folding Mirror poem to celebrate, adapting it from a spontaneous poem that seeped down effortlessly from the unconscious, and that is included below the FM one.

 Swapping Shotgun for Umbrella, Remembering gYg Princess Era

Princess Kate taking up shooting
was like a poisoned ↑
through my greenYgrey wolf ♥.
Seeing  symbol on handbag
like Y in disguise
deflated, like crushed umbrella.

is T a good umbrella symbol, between windy Y and deflated ↑

Thankfully, brolly she’s holding
in stormy Blackpool photo
sheltered her from rain.
One day when sunny again
Kate will consider birdsong celebrations
more important than dinner conversations.

The original poem posted on Facebook.

Princess Kate taking up shooting
was like a poisoned arrow
through my greenYgrey heart
but seeing the symbol on her handbag
I see it’s just like a Y in disguise
deflated like a storm-broken umbrella.

Thankfully, the brolly she’s holding
in the stormy Blackpool photo
sheltered her from the rain
and one day when the sun shines
Kate will consider birdsong celebrations
more important than dinner conversations.

If you liked the above, and love birdy animals, you should be very interested to know it’s the last day or two, depending where you are, of my latest poetry book and second of the greenYgrey trilogy – fantasy fiction parody comedy Australia travel -being free on Smashwords:

Werewolf of Oz: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/325567

242 Mirror Poems and Reflections: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/321583

 

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Muse Meteor Message? Did Space Rock Open Earth to Univeral Mind?

After declaring my last poem written and posted on this site a fortnight ago a bit of a muse-inspired stream of consciousness moment of inspired clarity, including the lines:

brain freeflowing
open to cosmos
like puddle to cloud
ocean and rain

and writing about UFOs/space a lot lately, I thought it was a coincidence when I saw a news story about a meteor streaking across the USA before landing in Vinales, Cuba – cover star location for the second of the greenYgrey trilogy: Werewolf of Oz: Fantasy Travel by Google Maps.

Meteor Day Before

Although I’m pretty sure I saw the meteor story after writing the poem, it happened the day before.

Thankfully, nobody was killed, or I wouldn’t bother writing about it, as I know some people will blame me, with a ‘kill the messenger’ philosophy – pagan (environmental) ones anyway!

Open to Space

While I don’t think there’s any connection really, my ‘romantic’ side thinks the meteor could have broken a hole in the Earth’s protective atmosphere the day before, opening the world up to space, and the universal mind – muse, with some of it landing in my brain, inspiring the poem?

It’s a possibility, although my rational side says it’s just a coincidence.

Why I’m a Creative Writer Poet: Stream of Consciousness Poem

I removed some mental clutter on the travel25years.wordpress.com site yesterday, my mind’s been enthused by reading about UFOs recently, including photosynthesis on Earth in a scientific one, and the latest NASA’s Unexplained Files (series 2, episode 2) last night (which featured orbs amongst other things, saying they often happen above geological fault lines before earthquakes, so they think they could be created by the same tectonic friction that causes earthquakes. My ‘experience’ was of course in Iceland, famously home to one part of a fault line, where you can swim between the North American and Eurasian plates. Thankfully, an earthquake or volcanic eruption hasn’t followed, and it’s now over a year later.) If any photography experts think it is a camera light trick please let me know; it certainly wasn’t mine!

Poetic Inspiration

I think I’ve just about recovered from a cold I’ve had all week, and I think recovering from illness can provide a little ‘high’. I’ve done the ‘right thing’ and tried to avoid other people as much as possible; but tend to do that now anyway!

Moreover, the sun is shining on snow-covered roofs, providing more mental stimulation, as it differs from the norm. I was also looking back with nostalgia at the Y-day week of celebrations, and especially how T had unconsciously found a place in Oates’s final quote: ‘I may be some Time.’

While you may look on me negatively, celebrating my own work, to me, my conscious as I write this, it doesn’t even seem my work; rather it’s my hidden unconscious, which is like my ‘twin’, or the muse. We are of course now in the muse half of the mistYmuse new-age winter festival!

While there are lots of new-age pagan bands, titles and themes I like in rock now, I was particularly poetically impressed by Earth’s album title: ‘The Bees Made Honey in the Lion’s Skull’!

I could make my new poem below into a Folding Mirror poem, but for now, here it is stream of consciousness style. While it’s probably covered old themes of mine; something I’ve criticised rock bands for doing before!; it does have some new and updated material, and the biggest new innovation of having the title at the start and finish; kind of Folding Mirror style…

When Time Stopped, Trees Breathed Photosynthesis, Aliens Returned Requesting…

that moment you don’t remember happening
when you’ve worked up enough steam
and you can freewheel
as if you’ve climbed the steep hill
and now you’re racing down the other side
or struggled upriver against the tide
and now you’re rushing downriver
with the tide washing over you
driving and covering you
so you just have to breathe and steer
but while in physical activities
you just have experience and memories
here you also have
‘genius’ word connections
popping out of
synchronicity in motion
like atoms reacting
creating electrical charges
brain freeflowing
open to cosmos
like puddle to cloud
ocean and rain
no need for devotion
pure pleasure
zonal leisure
this is the moment you write
like the times you feel like flying
when running or cycling
having warmed up on the day
after years of training
the sun is shining
words are flowing
and when you review
they sparkle more than you
remember writing
or even think
you’re capable of
producing, creating, painting
while the conscious has the here and now
the unconscious has past and present… future?..

Humanity, put a stop to this.

P.S. Notice that last line fitting finale little bit of self-proclaimed genius wordplay – which was the unconscious in control as I wrote about times when the unconscious is in control – ‘put a stop to this’ before the full stop!?

Poem Philosophy: Questioning Human Evolution Monarch Butterfly Solution?

While watching a recent episode of The Living Universe they said that to travel beyond our solar system is a multi-generation project, with the next solar system 170,000 times as far as Mars; the first of billions in our galaxy, with billions of galaxies in the universe.

Of Monarch and Man

It reminded me of the monarch butterfly migration, which takes several generations to complete the long round trip; a few generations heading north, and then one long trip south for the last.

Humanity always seems to have had the urge to travel; sometimes from necessity, such as ice ages, but other times seemingly just out of curiosity.

Unknown Past, Future Uncertain

Is it just the way our brain has adapted to circumstances, or is it something embedded in it since creation; as each generation of the monarch butterfly plays its part without seeming to know why in the bigger picture – as we know the world and universe?

Is this age of humanity, between ape and AI, according to evolution theory, like one generation of monarch butterfly pre-programmed to play a part in a much bigger space time picture?

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National Geographic photo of monarch butterflies migration.

Physical Gravity, Dextrous Mentality

Am I E.T., Yeti Discovery
my humanity distant memory
mind travelled deep in space
escaped the human race
for a finishing line?
I’m inclined to decline

seeking future,  fearing dystopia; already here, passed utopia

as if in DNA
higher order at play?
like generational butterfly migrations
their trees our space stations
not knowing reason why
just feeling urge to fly

Not very Chrismassy, but a great present for lovers of poetic philosophy, at the cheapest Amazon price possible.

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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Mirror Poem with New Hair Life Metaphor Inspired by: Toxic Plants Killed Most Dinosaurs Theory

After yesterday’s Folding Mirror poem had a plants and creatures relationship theme I saw on MSN news this morning that a new theory posits that dinosaurs died out mainly because they ate toxic plants, and didn’t learn to avoid them. The video contains loads of my biggest theory: greenYgreyism!

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I used to worry about hair
now I don’t really care
same’s true of life I guess
less of both reduces stress
new mirror poem compares pair…

Hair Today Gone Tomorrow, Dinosaurs Example to Follow

once bitten twice shy
keep trying ’til you die
contradictory messages
tangled tresses
life mirrors hair metaphor
haven’t heard that before

growth tempts more complication, passing of time eradication

options no longer visible
worked out what’s divisible
doors dangled
dreams strangled
if you want to prosper
break your own agenda

Making your own way was the main message of the latest Amorettes single:

Lots more contradictory proverbs on Derek Christensen’s blog. The post also includes Auguste Rodin’s The Thinker greenYgrey statue!

15 PAIRS OF CONTRADICTORY PROVERBS

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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https://mslexia.co.uk/
ma: slang for my.