Mark R Slaughter Poems

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31.
Suicide

An underlying sense of counting down -
A rhythm deep: enteric thuds -
Each another year to fret and frown
About, wading in the claggy muds
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32.
Alcoholic

Red bled the sun upon a dying day.
I was red across the dial – in denial –
Purple bags bemoaning alcoholics’ eyes –
Blind, they still portray a depth of ruin
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33.
Night Of Nights

‘Twas deep; so deep of night,
When I saw what I had seen -
So truly deep of night,
When I went where I had been,
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34.
An Illusion

Speak to me –
Speak thro’ drifting clouds

O! sing to me –
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35.
A Tomcat Tree

We strolled along, the wife and I,
To turn upon a wood nearby,
And in the centre glade of green,
Beheld we both a dazzling scene.
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36.
Country Walking

I walked a league and o'er the moor;
I walked and walked as ne’er before,
And on to walk from dale to hill
And on again to claim the thrill.
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37.
Coffee Courage

The bitter coffee kicked;
I shook and then I licked
My lips and gave a sigh.
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38.
Moon, We Look To You.

Moon, you have a shade of blue tonight –
Is it something that you saw or heard?
Only yesterday, your tone was proud and bright,
Yellow silver, full, and so assured.
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39.
Premeditation

Oh blade you'll warm tonight!
Awash in crimson-purple flows,
Your sheen will dull with aching flesh:
Palpating anatomic mounds
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40.
April, Dear April

April, dear April, I beg you come soon –
And bring your sweet primroses too.
Let them join in with the daffodils’ play,
As skies offer sunshine anew.
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