Mark Heathcote

Silver Star - 3,875 Points [none] (22/03/66 / Manchester)

Mark Heathcote Poems

761. Opened And Now Broken Like A Wishbone 9/14/2013
762. Openings … 7/8/2013
763. Opponents On The Canvas Elate 9/27/2014
764. Orange Flower In A Blue Vase 7/8/2013
765. Orange Is My Colour Of Love 2/14/2014
766. Our Love Has Seen How The Orchids Cling 10/5/2013
767. Our Sexual Rendezvous 6/16/2012
768. Our Vases Were Filled With Wine 9/21/2012
769. Our Way-Would Calling? 2/16/2012
770. Out Of Life's Billowing Dust: 2/21/2012
771. Out Of Their Laurels Like Greek Gods 9/10/2012
772. Outer Space…? 7/29/2012
773. Outpourings... Perfection! 2/16/2012
774. Over Canyons Of Gold 9/14/2013
775. Over New; Greens Seas Drip-Fed 2/8/2012
776. Paint Palette 2/16/2012
777. Pale White Beauty 8/21/2011
778. Panpipes Are Playing 10/5/2014
779. Panting At The Gills 1/12/2015
780. Passionate Kisses Under Nail Of Coffin 3/25/2013
781. Past All Remembrance With You 2/21/2013
782. Peace And Love Defend Us 5/23/2013
783. Peeled Aback … 1/16/2014
784. People Change Constantly Like Aging Wine 1/1/2014
785. Permafrost 7/14/2014
786. Permafrost! 12/5/2014
787. Perpendicular 10/20/2013
788. Pets Do The Funniest Things 8/16/2014
789. Phoenix Like An Evergreen Thorn 4/13/2014
790. Pink 12/5/2014
791. Playful Fingers… 10/27/2012
792. Please Be Instinctual 1/15/2015
793. Poems Proclaim 11/27/2014
794. Poetic Injustices 12/18/2014
795. Poetry Is The Making Of Good Gravy 1/17/2014
796. Poets And Kings Of Yore! 10/3/2014
797. Points Made Between Waves 9/22/2014
798. Poor But Rich 11/25/2012
799. Porous To Ultraviolet Light 2/23/2014
800. Poverty Is A Gift 6/12/2014
Best Poem of Mark Heathcote

Two Poems Of Two Line Poems

The still pools reflection, what clarity, within its deepest depths it holds?
Until a trouble mind bestirs, silts of time. Looking for what else unfolds.


In comes morning, hauling death. Don't close your eyes
There's only another fifty years worthless wondering left.

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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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