I hence meandered aimlessly,
Bereft of any thought:
My mind as barren as could be,
Through mulling o’er naught.... more »
I love to moan -
Just whinge and groan -
That's what I always do;
And then complain... more »
The smoothness of Guinness
And wonder of wine,
The kick of a whisky,
Brandy divine;... more »
Nondescript ball, nonchalant in rest from function:
Purpose immense; programmed to construct; make healing.
Trigger your switch; signals now received: instructions.
Replicate; grow; energy for ...... more »
In vivid recall - 'gainst the many years -
That image captured by my eyes and stored
Upon that first and stunning view: your face.
Now deep inside my neural memory chest,... more »
Once upon a time,
I lived a life sublime.
Known to others,
Sharing drinks;... more »
I watch the clock ticking out its time.
I hear the gears tocking 'till the chime…
I hold my stare acutely
And focus ears astutely.... more »
I love those classical Kipling lines,
Bouncing, dancing off the page
In rhythm and rhyme – and all in time -
Inviting us all to thus engage... more »
The tree blushed - a rude blast of air
Betrayed a shapely bough.
My saddened heart aware
That Nature's clock was chiming,... more »
He juiced a brain; bid her watch him drink;
Induced a scream, and there, the goal to share.
For then he captured all the howls and piecing
Shrills from tiny chords – her neck a bulging... more »
As I drifted out of time,
Coalescing with a cloud –
Not with one from planet Earth –
I bore myself within a shroud... more »
A seething forest borne of kwashiorkor:
Ever-bulging beacons of the famine, calling out,
Calling out across the empty space,... more »
Eyes, rivulets of red that run beneath a canopy
Of green-tinged lashes –
Tear blood playing on the grey-white skin,
Stretched across the twin peaks of cheekbone.... more »
Your gentle paw appraised my cheek
To beg a bite to eat
Not long since you gouged a vole
Of evolutionary flesh... more »
Thro’ night I rode –
Charging down, chasing all
Upon a stage of gnarling trails
Lost beneath a whorl of noctilucent clouds –... more »
The blood of poems:
fading in the filtrate,
transudate, exudate; ‘tis never fair -... more »
Pain pulses as a breath
Pulling on the nerves,
Dragging on the conscious mind.... more »
Seeking Earth and what it means;
We’ve split the atom,
Tearing hearts –
To slap a face and then... more »
Sir is teaching to the ears, the eyes,
And what’s within the brain,
Struggling, pulling all together –
Transduction reconstituted.... more »
It's in the eyes,
Young - history green -
Mystery doesn't play on this occasion;... more »
The fawn faltered,
Released an eye towards
A crimson dawn,
Bequeathed its blood unto the land:... more »
The syrah blushed -
Glassy curves atop a slender stem
Brings out the consciousness... more »
Hush! I see a fairy -
Pretty wings and all -
She's flitting thro' the undergrowth
And teasing me to call:... more »
With glass, I am a man – or so I think! –
A role to play when blessed with courtly drink:
A gin or two, then vintage port or wine
To pep me up and gift me with a shine.
I know it’s false, as I now must depend
Upon my daily shots with open end.
Insidious, it all becomes routine
To beg a drink each day for self-esteem.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009
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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.