Mark Heathcote

Gold Star - 18,877 Points [none] (22/03/66 / Manchester)

Mark Heathcote Poems

681. I Can Feel The Wind Changing 9/11/2016
682. I Can Hear A Hairpin Fall… 10/5/2013
683. I Can’t Help Wonder Why I’m Here Alone 1/10/2014
684. I Can't Answer Every Question 5/26/2016
685. I Can'T Avoid His Crown Of Thorns… 8/5/2014
686. I Catch In There Plummet: 9/21/2014
687. I Combed, Hemsby Beach… 7/22/2013
688. I Curse The Day 7/28/2013
689. I Dance In The Flames Of Your Love 7/29/2012
690. I Decline To Play 10/23/2014
691. I Don’t Doubt It’s All Fixed 11/6/2013
692. I Don't Just Break A Jing Vase 8/16/2015
693. I Draw An Analogy 6/15/2015
694. I Fed The Stars Into Your Mouth 7/21/2013
695. I Find Fault With Every Tailored Suit? 10/26/2013
696. I Get Lost 2/6/2014
697. I Glean To Touch An Angel's Feather 7/24/2012
698. I Guess I'll Just Cherish The Scar 8/9/2016
699. I Hate You Love You Like Never Before 3/9/2016
700. I Have A Fire Roaring In Me 12/15/2013
701. I Have A Mandate To See Me Through 11/11/2013
702. I Have Longed For You To Live Again For Me 11/18/2015
703. I Have No More Tears Save Hers 7/14/2012
704. I Have No Words Of Magic 10/11/2013
705. I Have Not Love, Enough... 2/16/2012
706. I Have Perceived You Enchanting 1/27/2015
707. I Hear Every Bird Song In A Hymn To You 10/28/2013
708. I Just Can’t Look Away 10/22/2015
709. I Just Want Us To Count The Birds 10/15/2015
710. I Knocked On An Earth-Red Door 11/25/2012
711. 'I Know That I Know Nothing' 2/7/2016
712. I Know The Monsoons Soon Have To Come 6/7/2015
713. I Log-On Fb Every Morning 12/9/2014
714. I love you more than 🎂🍰 9/21/2014
715. I Love You To Death 10/5/2014
716. I Miss Missing You 7/4/2016
717. I Miss Your Flesh 10/1/2013
718. I Need A Bucket Of Water 7/14/2013
719. I Nurse My Heart, My Right To Love You 12/5/2015
720. I Omit, You Are My North Star My Beacon 6/22/2013
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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The Bride

Hewn from the strata of galaxies demure!
Inured with witchcraft; heartbreakingly, pure.
The bride wears her wedding-dress like haute-couture
Dressed in her heavenly gown made by Channel or Dior!

Poised like a vision, sumptuously, dressed and veiled.
She; supernatural swan like sailed…
Stunningly, intoxicating; like a little creature divine!
She takes up her grooms arm whispers thou, shall be mine.

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