Mark Heathcote

Gold Star - 6,084 Points [none] (22/03/66 / Manchester)

Mark Heathcote Poems

361. For What Was Meant To Be For The Rest Of Time 12/12/2013
362. For You 2/16/2012
363. For: Edith Södergran 9/20/2012
364. Forces That Open A Flower Bud 10/19/2013
365. Foreign Exchange Students…? 9/25/2012
366. Forever Autumn 2/3/2012
367. Forked Tongues Redeployed… 10/24/2013
368. Fortune Favours The Brave 3/25/2015
369. Fractured Miracles 6/5/2012
370. Freedom Of Expression 1/11/2015
371. From A Neutrals Corner 12/14/2012
372. From A To Z. 2/16/2012
373. From The Plumage Of A Peacocks Eye 12/24/2013
374. From Those Far Off Regions Of Japan 3/28/2014
375. Frozen As You Walked By 9/7/2014
376. Full Breakfast 11/30/2012
377. Full Moon Madness 11/9/2014
378. Fully-Fledged A Woman 10/12/2014
379. Funny How Color, Matters 6/19/2015
380. Fuzzy Felt Pictures 10/13/2013
381. Garden Capers 9/22/2014
382. Garden-Up The Ashtray Dimps 3/16/2014
383. Garner-Up The Ashtray Dimps 3/16/2014
384. Gentle As A Lamb The Entire World Airbrushed 12/11/2012
385. Ghost Painter 12/1/2013
386. Gingerbread Men 7/22/2012
387. Girl With A Pearl Earring 7/18/2012
388. Give All Of Her Body Heart & Soul 8/9/2015
389. Give Me Some Fixed Tranquilly 8/16/2015
390. Glisten Over Every Leafy Foil 8/15/2015
391. Glisten Under Each New Heaven 8/18/2013
392. Glorious Ravishments Of Excel 4/13/2014
393. Glow Worm 10/22/2014
394. Glow Worm... 11/26/2014
395. God Completes His Life Through You 5/22/2015
396. God Is A Currency 5/23/2014
397. God Is A Currency You Cannot Spend 6/11/2014
398. God Is A Prophet Don'T You Know? 9/20/2012
399. God Kisses 1/2/2015
400. God Marched Across The Water 7/20/2013
Best Poem of Mark Heathcote

River Street Urchins

River street urchins,
The gutters are swelling.
[Waiting…] for the sky—you and 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 ...

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Masquerades Unearthed

… Wherever, you go - if you just linger
There are memories residues galore
There is nothing ever unfamiliar …
The remnants of a sweatshop we abhor.

Like the musky smell of a rotten book
But the fact that these objects were once loved
Doesn’t matter, it’s a gobbledygook-
Thought, that a broken toy was beloved.

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