Mark R Slaughter


Adrift Upon A Ramble - Poem by Mark R Slaughter

You’re many minds –
Which one shall tease today?

Cloaked in summer haze,
Someplace we breach a flow of river shadows –
Blue-brown, green-blue, the surface –
Colour rarely matters
Under cool of shade,
Where life relaxes life.

Stirs of breeze
Releasing cogitation,
I take a chance,
Catch a phrase from out of gaze
To guess a personality,
Patch it on your pretty face –
Freckles pricking tans across the pleasing skin

(Hairfalls – shimmering blondes –
Add wholesomeness to cheek,
Sleekness to the neck,
Enticement) .

Eye caught eye
Circling; we’re brown to hazel
Flanked by instrumentalists
Orchestrating summer play –
So many species, crafting,
Lending calm
Through gentle airs of country sound.

Adrift, though consciousness retained
As islands–
Mindless of the day,
Yet random times refocusing -
We toy again:

What are those thoughts –?
A frantic trade of doubt –?
Do I lesson in the background,
Blurring into grassy realms?

Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2012


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  • Silver Star - 4,107 Points Diane Hine (3/21/2012 8:23:00 AM)

    A penny for them. Intriguing glimpse into the fragility of relationships. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, February 1, 2012

Poem Edited: Sunday, October 6, 2013


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