Mark Heathcote Poems

With courage, night turns to day
With faith, heartache can be banished
Put aside and made to be long gone
Without cheating, you can win
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What can you nurse?
Contrite is his heart
It's as penitent as a ghost
Without any chains
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Don't judge me to be compassionate
Because I have a cache of pain in my heart
Don't say I have emotional intelligence-
Because I can't put you out of my mind
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Like, like finding love
I thought we'd have a séance
By the lakeside waters tonight
I'll stand sentry. I'll be lookout.
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Temporarily aligned, a running bead of sweat
our hearts beating faster
Our faces flushed with blood look twenty years younger
It's a pleasure you cannot temper into cold steel
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You can't tame this lion
Lord knows, take me to the nearest asylum
Look into my big-brown-eyes
I live in selfish defiance
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My heart will persist.
My heart wants only to subsist...
My heart only wants to coexist.
My heart is an unclenching fist.
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Let me into your recitals
I'll watch from the side-lines
I'll be ever so quiet in the shadows
Oh, do you hear cymbals too,
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If you try to hold a bird
You've got to be firm but also gentle
If it's a small bird
Put its head between your forefinger
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Nocturnal - not are we always sleeping
Our hearts are in endless-yearning
Our souls feel destined to student learning
Nocturnal - not are we always sleeping
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