Mark Heathcote

Gold Star - 18,152 Points [none] (22/03/66 / Manchester)

Mark Heathcote Poems

1. 2 Moths 10/20/2015
2. A Backwards Look In The Mirror 6/21/2012
3. A Bad Thought Is A Message To 2/23/2016
4. A Beggar's Bowl Bonanza 11/1/2013
5. A Better Focus In The Wind Tonight 9/28/2013
6. A Bitter Froth Travels On A Night Wave 1/7/2014
7. A Blind Man Sayeth To A Shrew 1/25/2016
8. A Boorish Few 11/16/2015
9. A Bout Of Bronchitis! 7/8/2013
10. A Bridge Of Joy 6/5/2012
11. A Brooch Of Butterflies 10/16/2013
12. A Bullet Or A Rocking Chair 11/15/2013
13. A Candle Burns On The Mantle -new- 9/23/2016
14. A Candle Flame 6/30/2013
15. A Candle Flames Tapper 8/18/2013
16. A Childless Woman 1/27/2016
17. A Child's Inner Snow Angel 10/31/2015
18. A Child's Leverage 2/14/2014
19. A Cold Validation 9/11/2014
20. A Common Brother 11/25/2012
21. A Copious Amount Of Love 10/5/2013
22. A Cup Half Full 1/14/2016
23. A Distant Kind Of Love 11/25/2012
24. A Dripping Faucet Tap 5/10/2013
25. A Father’s Love For A Teenage Son 5/9/2013
26. A Fever Burns 10/1/2013
27. A Filigree Of Gold: 2/16/2012
28. A Fish Out Of Water 6/30/2013
29. A Flower Cut From Desire 7/17/2012
30. A Garden Never Ploughed 7/7/2013
31. A Gathering In The Distance 10/12/2015
32. A Gentleman’s Question 9/17/2015
33. A Grand Old Dame 9/11/2015
34. A Gypsum Salt Mine Fills Marys Eyes 6/5/2013
35. A Hall Of Mirrors... 2/16/2012
36. A Heaven Seen From Heaven 10/17/2015
37. A Hermit Crab 3/7/2013
38. A Hoedown Love 4/18/2013
39. A Hornet On The Wing 9/8/2014
40. A Host Of Angels Sing! 6/6/2013
Best Poem of Mark Heathcote

River Street Urchins

River street urchins
The gutters are swelling
[Waiting] for the sky—you, I
To reach—the storm drains of joy.
Before we go
Before we let go.
We too will rain

River street urchins
Before we go
Before we let go.
We too will rain
River street urchins

Paupers oh, so giving, don't you know.
We'll queue in the streets
And pray to be free
Till we go
Before we let go.
We too will rain
On every official bank holiday parade:

Till we're free till we're free
Till we're free till we're free
Till we're free to go
We'll never ...

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Pellucid blue-eyes, whoever told you to-be-wise?
Whoever said you could dream beyond the
Moon, lit, monolithic, midnight-skies
Drink-the-midnight-curtain of sleep
Into the waking hours
Where dreams can sublimely, creep
Around like a carnivorous green-flower
Like a sun spider sunning on a rock
Like a worm in the pippin of an eye

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