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Mark R Slaughter


Peace Came


When peace came,
I showered under streaming light
- Silent, settling -
Effectuating over all -
The reassurance drunk
From Mother Nature's breast.

And rays channeled through
The greys of ancient gloom
That paste the hopelessness of
Dying on the battlefield or

The losing out upon a risk
In love;

Byes to precious life
(A husband, child, a wife) :

Or failure:
Crashed careers; bleak depression,
The fallen - ruined, spurned -
Covered in veneers of rasping blight.

When peace came, a gate begged
A gentle path inviting me to
Stroll through verdant fields of spring,
Bristling with a bouncing life
Of colour; flowers cheering to
The air ‘We have a chance in nature! '

When peace came, my addled head was
Reconciling, airing, ringing true -
The sense of crushing pressure dead;
Instead, I flamed a faith anew!

When peace came, I saw our youth
Inside a multicultural womb; our
Death was pointing to a proud
And glorious tomb engraved with words of
Freedom for the soul that was when
Once a body whence it thrived.

When peace came, there happened you -
A fragrance dancing ‘gainst a new and
Frightened innocence of beauty
- Eyes ready; slender arms of care -
A tender skin to be caressed.

And we were blessed by starting fresh
In rhythms of pervading warmth;
Serenity.



Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010










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Submitted: Saturday, March 06, 2010
Edited: Thursday, April 05, 2012

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  • Joseph Sanchez (4/28/2014 10:31:00 AM)

    This is such beautiful work. It gives me inspiration to keep seeking so maybe someday, something like this will come from me: -) (Report) Reply

  • Ruby Honeytip (8/27/2012 4:27:00 PM)

    This is such beautiful work. It gives me inspiration to keep seeking so maybe someday, something like this will come from me: -) (Report) Reply

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