Mark Heathcote

Gold Star - 16,144 Points [none] (22/03/66 / Manchester)

Mark Heathcote Poems

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

Who will be Captain Hook? "Let it be me"
Who will be Peter Pan? "Let it be me"
Who will be the lost Boys? "Eh, let it be us"
Who will be pirate crewmen Mr. Smee?
"Oh please let that be me"
"He only man that Jas. Hook had feared.'

And who will be Tinker Bell
And who will be Wendy

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