Mark R Slaughter


Irritating Sky - Poem by Mark R Slaughter

The sky is always changing –
Can't it settle down?
Shades of blue, then reddy hue,
Puffs of grey and white;
And then it's bloody night!
At least I see a smattering
Of twinkly little things,
A silver globe occasionally
Which admittedly it brings
A sort of pleasant feeling,
Warming to the soul,
But overall it's so annoying –
Irritatingly droll!



Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009










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Sky sky bloody sky, bloody sky sky
Sky sky bloody sky, sky bloody sky
Sky bloody sky bloody sky sky sky
Sky bloody sky bloody sky sky sky


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  • Rookie - 107 Points Rani Turton (10/25/2009 5:19:00 PM)

    The sky can definitely get on your nerves with its fickleness! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 25, 2009

Poem Edited: Saturday, May 14, 2011


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