Treasure Island

Mark R Slaughter


Poems of Mark R Slaughter

21. Alcoholic 11/20/2010
22. All on Earth 11/21/2009
23. Alone 10/22/2009
24. 'Alone! ' I cried 10/22/2009
25. Along The Promenade 3/21/2012
26. Ambiguity... 5/8/2012
27. Amen 1/22/2011
28. An act of poetry 1/26/2010
29. An Early Day in May 4/28/2010
30. An Illusion 10/27/2011
31. An Image Of Your Gaze 8/8/2012
32. And A Big Welcome To 2012 1/4/2012
33. And How We Die! 1/27/2014
34. And I Shall Share Your Face 3/15/2012
35. And I was All 7/14/2013
36. And I'm Besotted 5/24/2012
37. And Should I Move? 6/13/2012
38. And We Are Synergy 10/6/2013
39. Another Poem 11/14/2011
40. Apparition 1/10/2012

The Chess Game

To see that regal chessboard stand -
Prominent, eminent, historically grand;
Refined in polished real-wood veneer,
Exuding class for all to revere.

But of a moment, the board stood incomplete -
No fighting ranks prepared to meet.
No chessmen stood, enticing war,
To challenge and strategise, for points to score.

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