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Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Winter by Mark R Slaughter

A cracked lip; raw skin.
I pined for orange flickers
Dancing off a cheery fire.

A gelid blast of arctic air
Had caught me unawares –
Reinforcing my desire.

Turning down an avenue,
I froze; suspicious trees –
Likely destined for a pyre –

Were laughing off the icy chill
Of callous winter nights.
And I? Simply to retire

Snug, inside a balmy chair
Of warming solitude:
Ah! my carol, my festive choir.

by Mark R Slaughter 

not exactly like this.. but it feels like it


Poetry of the day Review:
I live in eastern n.carolina , and for the past week the weather has been amazing, if you cant tell by my choices of poetry. Well today is so cold. Its body breaking cold. feelsbadman.jpg I really like this author though, this poem cheered me up a bit. Oh and one can not have Slaughter with out Laughter.

Word of the day:

bailiwick

\ BAY-luh-wik \  , noun;

1.
A person's specific area of knowledge, authority, interest, skill, or work.

2.
The office or district of a bailiff.

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29 comments:

  1. The GameFebruary 22, 2011 at 6:19 AM

    Some nice poetry you got there, thanks for sharing!

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  2. obiFebruary 22, 2011 at 6:42 AM

    thanks, your post had a calming effect on me...

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  3. wolvzFebruary 22, 2011 at 6:47 AM

    must read more from Mark R Slaughter. loved this poem!

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  4. Dave KingFebruary 22, 2011 at 7:19 AM

    Fine post. The touch of humour is exactly right. Well judged.

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  5. and then there was METALFebruary 22, 2011 at 7:26 AM

    yea this is pretty awesome
    metalcore

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  6. Susie SwansonFebruary 22, 2011 at 8:07 AM

    Like this one. And I live in Western n.c. It's pretty chilly here too

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  7. KerykeionFebruary 22, 2011 at 8:38 AM

    nice poem

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  8. CRSFebruary 22, 2011 at 9:07 AM

    Love this entry, I'm going backpacking into some bitter cold this weekend and I'll have the first few lines of this poem running through my head.

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  9. RedHeadRobFebruary 22, 2011 at 9:31 AM

    Excellent post!

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  10. Red ShoesFebruary 22, 2011 at 11:12 AM

    I love the feel of that photo up there... I've canoed the Nantahala and parts of the Chatooga in weather that looks like that...

    ~shoes~

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  11. Suciô SanchezFebruary 22, 2011 at 12:37 PM

    meh

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  12. BrendanFebruary 22, 2011 at 1:11 PM

    great poem

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  13. GFebruary 22, 2011 at 3:29 PM

    loved this poem - hadn't heard it before - thanks

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  14. TotalfeckineejitFebruary 22, 2011 at 3:35 PM

    My Baileys Wick is not rhyming poetry but this is better than wordy S Worth.
    You is DRIVING the pottery bus this week!

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  15. BrutFebruary 22, 2011 at 4:02 PM

    I can't stand winter.

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  16. Aaron M. GipsonFebruary 22, 2011 at 7:18 PM

    That was a very pretty poem, and it captured the spirit of winter quite well!

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  17. Tom JekyllFebruary 22, 2011 at 7:33 PM

    I can't lie, I get a different vibe each time I've read this one.

    I'm actually freezing cold right now. Maybe that helps.

    Good read though.
    I need more.

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  18. synoptixsFebruary 22, 2011 at 8:16 PM

    hehe bailiwick sounds funny :P

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  19. ArmageddonFebruary 22, 2011 at 8:21 PM

    Really loved this poem, good stuff.

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  20. JcacheFebruary 22, 2011 at 9:56 PM

    A cracked lip; raw skin.

    A amazing first line, it instantly captures your interest.

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  21. MRanthropeFebruary 22, 2011 at 11:24 PM

    im pretty frozen here in SoCal also...damn near 50 degrees outside as I type this! haha, I'm sure that's nothing for you folks with actual weather across the country though.

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  22. SpikeFebruary 23, 2011 at 1:26 AM

    nicely done

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  23. UnknownFebruary 23, 2011 at 2:37 AM

    I like the poem but I'm getting tired of winter.

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  24. PeanutzzzFebruary 23, 2011 at 2:38 AM

    snugging on a chair with a cup of tea to beat the cold right now :P

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  25. fabio_2007February 23, 2011 at 2:43 AM

    great poem

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  26. cooperlifeFebruary 23, 2011 at 2:58 AM

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    If you don't take it off, I'm not visiting your blog anymore.

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  27. Poetry of the DayFebruary 23, 2011 at 3:59 AM

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  28. kwileFebruary 24, 2011 at 8:16 AM

    Nice poem. I like it. And, I like the music player. lol Makes your blog different from others.

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  29. KateFebruary 27, 2011 at 1:32 AM

    love this poem!

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