Mark Heathcote

Silver Star - 3,597 Points [none] (22/03/66 / Manchester)

Mark Heathcote Poems

721. Now What 4/13/2015
722. O Child Of Mine Grow No-Older 11/25/2012
723. O How Lovely Is True Love's Kiss 11/25/2012
724. Of All I'Ve Seen Waiting To Be Discovered 7/29/2012
725. Of Cause It's All Lies, It Always Is 9/21/2012
726. Often I'D Search Out The Blue 2/16/2012
727. Oh Didn'T The Year Fly By… 12/10/2012
728. Oh If Only The Rains Came When I Cried 10/29/2013
729. Oh Where Is Your Song For Me Father? 1/7/2014
730. Oh Where To Begin 7/16/2014
731. Old Hare 1/4/2015
732. On Fairy Lit Night 2/16/2012
733. On Getting Dressed 8/29/2014
734. On His Home Leave 9/29/2013
735. 'On That Mosquito Dusk' 2/21/2013
736. On The Wings Of Love 4/13/2013
737. On This Your Birthday... 4/13/2013
738. Once Shone And Stood For Us All 2/16/2012
739. Once They Spall-Sparkled Like Foxglove! 2/3/2012
740. One Man Of Absolute Care 11/25/2012
741. One-Step-Ahead 7/22/2013
742. Ooh Iodine Lemon Drops? 8/30/2014
743. Opened And Now Broken Like A Wishbone 9/14/2013
744. Openings … 7/8/2013
745. Opponents On The Canvas Elate 9/27/2014
746. Orange Flower In A Blue Vase 7/8/2013
747. Orange Is My Colour Of Love 2/14/2014
748. Our Love Has Seen How The Orchids Cling 10/5/2013
749. Our Sexual Rendezvous 6/16/2012
750. Our Vases Were Filled With Wine 9/21/2012
751. Our Way-Would Calling? 2/16/2012
752. Out Of Life's Billowing Dust: 2/21/2012
753. Out Of Their Laurels Like Greek Gods 9/10/2012
754. Outer Space…? 7/29/2012
755. Outpourings... Perfection! 2/16/2012
756. Over Canyons Of Gold 9/14/2013
757. Over New; Greens Seas Drip-Fed 2/8/2012
758. Paint Palette 2/16/2012
759. Pale White Beauty 8/21/2011
760. Panpipes Are Playing 10/5/2014
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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Pale White Beauty

Soft as the moonlight, glinting
Through a veil of silken snow
Your pale white beauty, maudlin?
My hearts beat speaking in overflow…
You with your dark hair roving?
Oh ivory shouldered, queen
There where the barn owl, sleeping?
So quietly calm and serene
There where the raven is feeding?

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