Mark R Slaughter


Mark R Slaughter Poems

1. It's Death Again 4/11/2009
2. A Drink 3/5/2009
3. Bitter Blow of Love 11/10/2009
4. 'Alone! ' I cried 10/22/2009
5. Dawn 3/7/2010
6. Work, Sleep, Work, Sleep, Work 2/11/2009
7. Apparition of a Butterfly 10/24/2009
8. Beautiful One 3/5/2009
9. Death and I 3/3/2011
10. Synergy of Love 10/4/2009
11. My Sneaking Tears 2/14/2009
12. You, the Dark 10/8/2009
13. A Valentine in Pain 2/13/2010
14. As I ventured to the Wood 2/10/2009
15. A Country Path in Late Spring 4/20/2010
16. Soldier's Ghost 6/16/2010
17. A Little Ditty 12/7/2011
18. A Dying Brain 10/8/2009
19. Her Bliss 10/19/2009
20. Fire Ferocious 2/26/2009

The Chess Game

To see that regal chessboard stand -
Prominent, eminent, historically grand;
Refined in polished real-wood veneer,
Exuding class for all to revere.

But of a moment, the board stood incomplete -
No fighting ranks prepared to meet.
No chessmen stood, enticing war,
To challenge and strategise, for points to score.

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