(1957)

Poems of Mark R Slaughter

261. The Chess Game 1/29/2009
262. The Dog, The Frog, And The Hog 1/30/2009
263. The Last Drink 3/6/2009
264. The Little Pond 7/26/2012
265. The Mirror Struggled 11/18/2009
266. The Piano Lurched 3/26/2009
267. The Rose 10/23/2009
268. The Wedding 4/30/2011
269. Thirteen Lines 11/2/2010
270. Tiger's Prey 10/4/2009
271. Time in Hell 2/14/2010
272. 'Tis What? 4/6/2009
273. To be a Clown 2/2/2009
274. Trees 12/22/2010
275. TV 3/22/2009
276. Twelve-String Blues 11/19/2012
277. Ugly 3/18/2010
278. Unanswered 8/21/2010
279. Uniquely You 3/18/2010
280. Upon the Arid Lakes 6/14/2011

Great Oak

Ancient, yet steeped in wisdom;
Massive, yet enlightening;
Never tired of growing or vexed by seasons,
You stand glorious in summer;
Monumental in winter.

And as you overlook your forest
With sagacious governance,
They all defer to you - dependence in hand:

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