Mark R Slaughter


Mark R Slaughter Poems

81. Crocus 3/2/2009
82. Curse Of Lust 11/7/2009
83. Cycling Is Good For You 4/5/2009
84. Cynicism Of Human Mind 10/10/2009
85. Daffodils 3/20/2010
86. Dawn 3/7/2010
87. Death 10/15/2009
88. Death And I 3/3/2011
89. Death In Reflection 2/10/2009
90. Death Of Dusk 8/20/2010
91. Death On The Road 12/25/2011
92. Death, Inevitable Death 1/31/2009
93. Death, My Friend 2/24/2009
94. Death’s Too Near 2/18/2010
95. Deep Thinking 11/14/2011
96. Demi Moore 3/2/2009
97. Democracy 3/26/2009
98. Den 11/1/2010
99. Denial 11/14/2011
100. Dinner 8/17/2014
101. Disingenuousness 12/15/2011
102. Dissipation 5/8/2012
103. Distraction 2/3/2012
104. Divorce 3/23/2010
105. Dream 1/9/2011
106. Drink 4/10/2009
107. Drip 10/20/2009
108. Easter Antibodies 3/5/2012
109. Egg 11/8/2014
110. Englishness 6/12/2013
111. Epiphany 5/24/2012
112. Epiphany (Adapted For Liquid Rooms By Karsten Fundal) 1/12/2014
113. Eternal Sleep 6/13/2012
114. Ever Had A Nine-Course Meal? 10/23/2009
115. Evil, I Call You! 4/1/2009
116. Fantasy I 3/15/2012
117. Fantasy Ii 3/16/2012
118. Fantasy Iii 3/21/2012
119. Fantasy Iv 5/8/2012
120. Fantasy V 5/8/2012
Best Poem of Mark R Slaughter

It's Death Again

It's Death again - He's always there -
Watching, waiting - e'er the stare!
Every time I look behind
Or reach to pull the window blind,
I catch a glimpse of grubby hood -
A little clue to where he stood;
The glint of light that caught the scythe.
Perhaps if I could pay a tithe…
But O! no use, he'll never go.
The adamant phantom; don't you know
He will but wait until it's time
For me to hear His fateful chime? -
The toll that claims my destiny,
To Hail: 'You're next, it has to be…'



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Genius

Your intellect humbles with shattering blow!
Omnipotent, you are at one with the world.
There's no need to seek, as you already know:
Explained, reconciled, all so neatly unfurled.

Those complex equations are pliable toys,
And yours just to play with and loosen your mind.
Hypotheses and theories are also your boys -
In your world, together, all cosily enshrined.

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