Mark Heathcote

Gold Star - 16,144 Points [none] (22/03/66 / Manchester)

Mark Heathcote Poems

41. A King's Reward 8/4/2014
42. A Kiss That Says I Still Love You 7/15/2013
43. A Lamb To The Slaughter 9/18/2015
44. A Letter Of Content 11/2/2014
45. A Losing Hand Of Poker 7/24/2012
46. A Love Slave's Shanty To A Goddess... 2/16/2012
47. A Lover's Vow To Spring 11/25/2012
48. A Man Carries An Icon Hand Painted 1/27/2016
49. A Medusa's Calling… 9/21/2012
50. A Minute An Hour Is A Distance 1/27/2016
51. A Moment Of Truth 8/27/2014
52. A Neighbor Come Calling 9/25/2012
53. A Pan Fried Fish…? 7/29/2014
54. A Poem Holds Your Hand 9/16/2012
55. A Poetic Exile 2/16/2012
56. A Poet's Epitaph 2/16/2012
57. A Pond Fly 2/16/2012
58. A Rain-Washed Window 1/18/2014
59. A Rare Fallen Petal Spoons 2/15/2014
60. A Righteous Path Is A Bumpy Road… 12/18/2014
61. A Rose Of Some Graces 9/10/2014
62. A Rose Within A Rose 9/12/2015
63. A Sea Of Senseless Victims 11/28/2015
64. A Sense Of Destiny 7/29/2014
65. A Short Pause Before And After 11/17/2014
66. A Silo Shines Like A Golden Rock 1/7/2014
67. A Small Reminder 2/5/2016
68. A Song Delicate As Scented Air 9/8/2014
69. A Song Of Sorrow 3/20/2014
70. A Soul Divine 1/28/2016
71. A Spark Ignites A Fire 1/28/2016
72. A Swill Of The Devils Brews 7/14/2014
73. A Tear That Will Be Mine Forever More 11/21/2013
74. A Temporal Vision 4/2/2016
75. A Tenant Is He 2/16/2012
76. A Thought Is An Idea In Transit (Pythagoras Quote) 5/28/2015
77. A Thousand Air Miles Before I Arrive 10/8/2013
78. A Wealth Derived From Riches Alone 11/17/2013
79. A Woman Called Hope 3/28/2014
80. Ablutions 3/6/2015
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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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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