Mark Heathcote

Gold Star - 19,400 Points [none] (22/03/66 / Manchester)

Mark Heathcote Poems

41. A Joy If Heaven Is Perpetual Bright! 11/25/2012
42. A King's Reward 8/4/2014
43. A Kiss That Says I Still Love You 7/15/2013
44. A Lake Of Fire 8/22/2016
45. A Lamb To The Slaughter 9/18/2015
46. A Letter Of Content 11/2/2014
47. A Losing Hand Of Poker 7/24/2012
48. A Love Slave's Shanty To A Goddess... 2/16/2012
49. A Lover's Vow To Spring 11/25/2012
50. A Man Carries An Icon Hand Painted 1/27/2016
51. A Medusa's Calling… 9/21/2012
52. A Minute An Hour Is A Distance 1/27/2016
53. A Moment Of Truth 8/27/2014
54. A Neighbor Come Calling 9/25/2012
55. A Pan Fried Fish…? 7/29/2014
56. A Poem Holds Your Hand 9/16/2012
57. A Poetic Exile 2/16/2012
58. A Poet's Epitaph 2/16/2012
59. A Pond Fly 2/16/2012
60. A Rain-Washed Window 1/18/2014
61. A Rare Fallen Petal Spoons 2/15/2014
62. A Righteous Path Is A Bumpy Road… 12/18/2014
63. A Rose Of Some Graces 9/10/2014
64. A Rose Within A Rose 9/12/2015
65. A Sea Of Senseless Victims 11/28/2015
66. A Sense Of Destiny 7/29/2014
67. A Short Pause Before And After 11/17/2014
68. A Silo Shines Like A Golden Rock 1/7/2014
69. A Small Reminder 2/5/2016
70. A Song Delicate As Scented Air 9/8/2014
71. A Song Of Sorrow 3/20/2014
72. A Soul Divine 1/28/2016
73. A Spark Ignites A Fire 1/28/2016
74. A Squirrel's Dream 10/21/2016
75. A Swill Of The Devils Brews 7/14/2014
76. A Tear That Will Be Mine Forever More 11/21/2013
77. A Temporal Vision 4/2/2016
78. A Tenant Is He 2/16/2012
79. A Thought Is An Idea In Transit (Pythagoras Quote) 5/28/2015
80. A Thousand Air Miles Before I Arrive 10/8/2013
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 Garden

The garden is a living cell
A Monet' of colour
and still reflection!

Its life is onwards moving…
But still like the sun
forever in dusk or dawn:

A theatre of hearts

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