Mark Heathcote

Silver Star - 4,442 Points [none] (22/03/66 / Manchester)

Mark Heathcote Poems

121. Bat An Eye 5/17/2015
122. Bat An Eyelid And All's A Forgotten Anguish 10/2/2014
123. Be Careful Child Before You Fall 12/28/2014
124. Be Found In Elevations High 7/13/2014
125. Be Like The Wind Ever Watchful 4/13/2014
126. Be Like Wind Ever Watchful... 11/25/2012
127. Be My Amalthea Tender Goddess 9/30/2014
128. Be Then He A Man Who Is Manly 11/25/2012
129. Beautiful Creations 4/13/2014
130. Beautiful Stranger 9/28/2013
131. Before I Close My Eyes To Sleep 11/7/2013
132. Before I Go… 12/21/2014
133. Before You'Ve Brushed Your Teeth 8/21/2014
134. Beholding Hands? 7/6/2013
135. Being Short On Truth We All Wear A Mask 12/1/2014
136. Being Short On Truth We Wear A Mask 12/9/2014
137. Beliefs Don’t Require Life Or Living Proof 11/30/2013
138. Believe 8/13/2014
139. Beneath A Mango Moon Our Love 5/19/2013
140. Beneath The Cloy Mountain Grass 11/25/2012
141. Best Of The Day 8/5/2014
142. Bewitching Every Creature The Good Lord Made 2/14/2014
143. Beyond The Point Of Insanity 11/5/2014
144. Beyond This Eternal Cliché With Me! 10/8/2013
145. Big Ships Sail Out To Sea 11/20/2012
146. Billion Dollar Penguins… 2/16/2013
147. Binary Butterflies 11/25/2012
148. Birds Of The Air 9/3/2014
149. Black Ladder 7/23/2012
150. Black Light Is The Light Of God… 6/15/2015
151. Black Raven 9/14/2013
152. Black Rose 9/29/2014
153. Black Sorceress 6/5/2013
154. Black Tulips 7/12/2014
155. Black With Blood 6/5/2013
156. Black…? 6/5/2012
157. Blank Canvas 7/19/2012
158. Bleary Eyed Beauty In Aromas Sweet 2/16/2012
159. Blue Air 12/1/2013
160. Blue And White Flower Zeniths 7/2/2012
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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