Tag Archives: suicide

Priscilla Presley doesn’t know me: obituary apology

All our brain’s pure light
divided by prism of life
pulled apart, distorted, lied.

I’d been thinking of how the light of original thought and speech were distorted by others, like a prism separates light into different colours recently, and thought this epitaph could have described my decade-long writing protagonist/theme/logo greenYgrey for me: “..There are no words for you. Angel is the closest I could think of. Pure light… Wild man…Twin soul… Too sensitive for this harsh world.’

If anybody thinks it’s bad taste (if Priscilla Presley or any of the family ever hear of this; which I very much doubt; it is done with sensitivity and respect, in my own ‘rock n’ roll remembered’ way!) paraphrasing somebody else’s obituary, it’s done in the best possible taste (paraphrasing Kenny Everett!), and people like Ben Keough should have been the target audience, but they were misled by Multicultural Fascism, and supporting people who just want to rape and rob them!

Mirror Poem Promoting Living Full Life if Able

Marc Latham’s latest Folding Mirror is from his own mind, experience and memories. He thinks it’s an anti-suicide poem if anything, but also thinks that you can read what you want into it, and do whatever you want.

Your mind is your own
his is mine
for I am he,
not having anything
to live for is a
good place to clearly see,
and start creating
what you want
to be…

ox 011

Completing Cycle, Living Life

Death
intriguing unknown
comforting escape
elusive companion
attractive option
the unconscious
long sleep
to somewhere better
monstrous manipulator

sweet talking serenader, becomes nagging poker

prodding parasite
trying to suck
life away
extinguish spark
attacking body
wiping mind
controlling force
showing true
Nature

Amazon.
Amazon.

Marc Latham’s central site is the Greenygrey (http://www.greenygrey.co.uk), and he has books available on Smashwords and Amazon (http://www.amazon.com/author/marclatham).

August Poem: Flock of Suns Fly South on Season Wind

IMG_4500
Image by just4ikarus via Flickr

Marc Latham’s latest Folding Mirror poem combines a couple of ideas that could have been separate haikus into a Folding Mirror poem, with a linking middle. Don’t know if it works!
It is not a suicide poem, it’s a survival one.  And here it is:
Summer’s Sunset Soliloquy
suicide by sunshine
recommended over
burning inside
squeezing sunlight serotonin stipend
depth searching
within shallows
risks your sinking