Tag Archives: South America

Glastonbury Begins World Cup Rest Day Reflections

life seems without meaning
until you see death
providing a finishing line
and then the game begins
you choose your best side
trying to stay alive instead of die.

Hi, it’s William Wolfsworth, satirical comedy poetry correspondent at the greenYgrey inspired by legendary Romantic poet William Wordsworth. I hope you don’t mind a morsel of middle-age maudling in the above introduction.

There’s double news today, to match the double reflection that reflected The Futility of Life and Death in 242 Mirror Poems and Reflections. Futility of Life and Death was published on fmpoetry.wordpress.com in April, 2011.

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It’s great that greenYgrey is headlining the poster of Glastonbury, England’s premier music festival, line-up bill this year, supported by the likes of Blondie, Metallica, Kasabian and Fatboy Slim.

The first part of Reflection 18, which mirrors my introduction more than Glastonbury’s fun vibe, although Lana Del Ray is playing there and has said similar recently, was: ‘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.’

South American Football Good News Story

After the Luis Suarez biting incident it could be easy to forget what a good world cup Brazil has provided so far, and the positives of South American football. Neymar and Messi have delivered for Brazil and Argentina, but the best South American football has probably been played by Columbia and Chile. Colombia keeper Faryd Mondragon came on to become the oldest player at a World Cup finals

There was a nice touch at the end of Columbia’s third game, when they sent on reserve goalie Mondragon for the last five minutes of the game. At 43 he became the oldest player to play at a World Cup, and also became the oldest player to gYgboo (greenYgrey boomerang) too! Not bad work for 5 minutes of time!!

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However, the second part of Reflection 18 is more in line with Suarez’s bite! Although it’s more about bipolarity and depression in the mind than actual vampires!!

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.

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Solstice Poem Chasing the Last Light of Day

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In the last poem before a mid-summer break, Marc Latham celebrates the summer solstice in the northern hemisphere, and the long days we enjoy at this time of year.
There is still some light in the north-east sky until about 11pm at the moment where Marc lives (Leeds), and when he sees this he usually thinks how nice it would be to follow it until shaking night off, if it meant the day never ended, and you didn’t get tired.
Here’s the poem, and enjoy the solstice wherever you are:
Following the Last Light
Midnight Sun
all day fun
following last light
to escape night
north in June
flowers bloom
neverending colour
far from the equator
even night and day all year
winter is summer below
better follow
route Africa
then South America
December brings thaw
down world floor
no more night
ice sight

Chile Mine Rescue Location Poem

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The Chile mine rescue was a great good news story this week, and it reminded Marc Latham of a Folding Mirror poem he wrote a while ago, after Wendy Webb of the Norfolk Poets, Tips and Etips requested contributions to a Crossing Deserts ebook.  Marc Latham thought his experience of travelling high and low in Chile’s Andean Atacama desert would fit the Crossing Deserts theme, and the Folding Mirror format would be an ideal format, so he wrote this poem:

ATM in the AM: Atacama Thought Mission in the Morning

high in the Andes
on an early morning sojourn
passing lakes of clear cerulean
nestled amongst snow capped zeniths
our bus plummets

through the moon valley plateau

into fertile Camanchaca
hydrated by marine fog agua
vizcachas bask in golden sun
follow the rays for fun
low on the Pacific

Thanks also to Wendy for including Marc Latham’s Sights of the Sagarmatha Himalayas poem in the latest Tips, and Caroline Gill poetry for publicising it.