Mark Heathcote

Gold Star - 16,856 Points [none] (22/03/66 / Manchester)

Mark Heathcote Poems

161. Ashtray Blues 4/16/2013
162. Ask The Waterfall To Stop Singing 10/8/2014
163. At A Certain Age 3/2/2016
164. At Dusk As I Urged The Fish Too Bite 5/31/2012
165. At That Moment In The Beginning Of Your Life 12/19/2015
166. At This Stage Of Life 'you No-Longer Annoy' 12/5/2015
167. Autism 8/26/2015
168. Autumn Breeze, Wanders Purposeful 2/16/2012
169. Autumn Haiku 12/19/2012
170. Autumn Sonnet 9/7/2014
171. Avalanche 4/11/2013
172. Baby I Should Question Why I Love You 10/7/2013
173. 'Baby Talk" 8/27/2014
174. Back On Earth 7/6/2013
175. Barefoot Instalments 10/30/2015
176. Barfly… 10/27/2015
177. Barometer Reading 8/24/2015
178. Bat An Eye 5/17/2015
179. Bat An Eyelid And All's A Forgotten Anguish 10/2/2014
180. Battleships... 2/6/2016
181. Be Careful Child Before You Fall 12/28/2014
182. Be Found In Elevations High 7/13/2014
183. Be Like The Wind Ever Watchful 4/13/2014
184. Be Like Wind Ever Watchful... 11/25/2012
185. Be My Amalthea Tender Goddess 9/30/2014
186. Be The Comet That Collides With Me 8/12/2015
187. Be Then He A Man Who Is Manly 11/25/2012
188. Be Who God Wants You To Be 4/2/2016
189. Beautiful Creations 4/13/2014
190. Beautiful Stranger 9/28/2013
191. Before & After Memories Is Celluloid 12/6/2015
192. Before I Close My Eyes To Sleep 11/7/2013
193. Before I Go… 12/21/2014
194. Before You've Brushed Your Teeth 8/21/2014
195. Beholding Hands? 7/6/2013
196. Being Short On Truth We All Wear A Mask 12/1/2014
197. Being Short On Truth We Wear A Mask 12/9/2014
198. Beliefs Don’t Require Life Or Living Proof 11/30/2013
199. Believe 8/13/2014
200. Beneath A Mango Moon Our Love 5/19/2013
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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