Mark R Slaughter Poems

Sun so hot, our desserts sear, give struggling life so much to bear.
Sun so bright, you clear our skies for us to see with sparkling eyes.
Sun of violence: in great warfare you lash afar with solar flare.
Sun so kind, you keep us warm, and dry us aft of squally storm.
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A juicy peach, a pair of thighs,
Packed inside her tautened jeans:
A crafted view to whet the roving eye.
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Over there
In parallel time,
This brain -
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Meandering on – as would a cloud –
I billowed bored, with nowt to do...

No, wait!
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My stare,
       like a statue's -
              not a blink,
                     wink
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Are you just a tub of lard and
Vastly overweight?
Do you think that when you die you'll
Need a piano crate
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A smile, a cheer! The crocus is near!
Unclasping its cup so to worship the sun:
A toll of imminent Spring in the air,
When daffodils rise and lap up their fun.
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Splash red -
A rush of autumn leaves that
Bled away their beauty as they
Died upon the breeze.
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To see that regal chessboard stand -
Prominent, eminent, historically grand;
Refined in polished real-wood veneer,
Exuding class for all to revere.
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Money and me, we’re such a team
Money and me, inseparable we
Money and me, together we dream
Money and me, in harmony
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