Mark R Slaughter

We Just Know - Poem by Mark R Slaughter

Central to the nose
Line down

Tip the balance

Upon red
My own settle

Internal tides
Flood in
Thermal swathes

Tuning intumescence

Hands firm
Soft eyes mist
Blinding out reality
We push
Take up the argument

Her eyes black in closure
Lashes long
Lending to
Her sigh in song
Ups my hell of tarantism


We cool

It settles me

Adrift now

Spirits share
An entity

Our brains
A metaphor
Of mind

A sign we know

We just


Topic(s) of this poem: love

Comments about We Just Know by Mark R Slaughter

  • Rookie - 397 Points Poetheart Morgan (8/3/2012 5:47:00 PM)

    beautiful and true sometimes! (Report) Reply

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  • Silver Star - 4,019 Points Godfrey Morris (7/31/2012 8:04:00 PM)

    Lovely story. Lovely write (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, July 26, 2012

Poem Edited: Tuesday, September 29, 2015

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