Mark Heathcote

Veteran Poet - 2,938 Points [none] (22/03/66 / Manchester)

Poems of Mark Heathcote

61. A woman called Hope 3/28/2014
62. Absinthe at home 10/23/2013
63. Adolescent hormones… 7/14/2012
64. Agree to disagree 8/16/2014
65. Albatross 7/28/2012
66. Albatross... 10/8/2014
67. Alienated Flowers 6/20/2013
68. All But One, That One Is Me 3/16/2014
69. All heaven is my brood 12/9/2014
70. All I can do is take share of the blame 11/25/2012
71. All is now paradise 5/19/2013
72. All that matters is now 5/28/2014
73. All those I should haves… 9/18/2013
74. All To Show Some Self-Control 9/16/2012
75. All, my all in chants 2/13/2014
76. Alphabetical Gods 1/29/2014
77. Am I Insensitive? 2/16/2012
78. An Angel Walks In Snowdrifts 10/28/2012
79. An arachnid’s meal 6/6/2013
80. An ocean without parameters 4/1/2013

The bride

Hewn from the strata of galaxies demure!
Inured with witchcraft; heartbreakingly, pure.
The bride wears her wedding-dress like haute-couture
Dressed in her heavenly gown made by Channel or Dior!

Poised like a vision, sumptuously, dressed and veiled.
She; supernatural swan like sailed…
Stunningly, intoxicating; like a little creature divine!
She takes up her grooms arm whispers thou, shall be mine.

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