Mark Heathcote

Gold Star - 16,420 Points [none] (22/03/66 / Manchester)

Mark Heathcote Poems

721. If I Or You Wrote In The Snow 1/1/2014
722. If I Sang To The Moon Would Not All The Stars Rejoice? 10/5/2013
723. If I Saw You In The Moonlight 4/13/2014
724. If Love Was A Pocket-Watch 2/16/2012
725. If Only The Stump Is Left 3/17/2013
726. If You But One Candle, Light 11/11/2015
727. If You But Want Me Too 11/25/2012
728. If You But Wish 2/16/2012
729. If You Just Want Me To 10/12/2014
730. If Your Heart Is A Sleeping Elephant 1/19/2016
731. If You'Ve Saved Your Life To Sing 7/19/2014
732. If? 9/11/2015
733. I'Ll Find A Way… 12/3/2014
734. I'Ll Find Away… 7/14/2014
735. I'Ll Give You A Heads Up 6/4/2013
736. I'Ll Love You All This World And Back.... 2/3/2012
737. I'll Not Run I Don't Know How To Resist 3/2/2016
738. I'Ll Pray You Never Run Away 8/29/2014
739. I'll Return To You 2/16/2016
740. Illuminating 8/28/2014
741. I'M A Freight Train Homeward Bound For A While With You 1/3/2015
742. I'm A Thorn In The Side Of Love 1/13/2016
743. I'M Bleeding 12/9/2014
744. I'M Drowning In Harebells… 6/16/2012
745. I'M Imprisoned In A Dewdrop 7/14/2014
746. I'M Sure It's Not Such A Lonely Road 7/20/2014
747. I'm The Army's Saboteur 11/11/2015
748. Imaginary Winnings 9/15/2015
749. Immemorial 4/13/2014
750. Impatience 7/4/2015
751. In A Meridians Change Of Planetary Gear 4/13/2014
752. In All The Stars Light Still Grim 8/5/2014
753. In His Eyes 2/16/2012
754. In Life's Last Lurch 2/16/2012
755. In Love I'Ll Run Too You 2/16/2012
756. In Loves Gainsay 11/25/2012
757. In Order To Sustain 7/8/2013
758. In Prayer Did I Hear A Hum..? 2/16/2012
759. In That Unlikelihood 9/16/2014
760. In The Absence Of Truth 11/23/2015
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 told you; 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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