Mark Heathcote

Gold Star - 5,961 Points [none] (22/03/66 / Manchester)

Mark Heathcote Poems

161. Black With Blood 6/5/2013
162. Black…? 6/5/2012
163. Blank Canvas 7/19/2012
164. Bleary Eyed Beauty In Aromas Sweet 2/16/2012
165. Blue Air 12/1/2013
166. Blue And White Flower Zeniths 7/2/2012
167. Blue Berries And Ice-Cream 4/13/2013
168. Blue Eyes Pierce The Night 6/4/2013
169. Blue Waters 12/15/2013
170. Botanist Sent To Find Me 3/27/2015
171. Boy Vs Girl 12/19/2014
172. Braid Your Hair With His … 7/8/2013
173. Brave And Like A Stag Lock Antlers 8/16/2014
174. Break Out My Pills 11/15/2013
175. Bubble Gum Pavements 6/5/2012
176. But As Poetry And Life Is, 9/21/2012
177. But Don’t You Wish To Get Away & Wonder How? -new- 8/26/2015
178. But Here Today When Love Is True 2/16/2012
179. But Honestly What Do I Believe 3/25/2015
180. But In The Main 2/16/2012
181. But You Never Lost Your Dignity 5/19/2013
182. Buzzards 1/25/2015
183. By Him You’re One True Lord 5/15/2014
184. By Jimmy-De-Jam 6/11/2014
185. By Night I’m John Travolta By Day I’m Stephen Fry 10/14/2013
186. By The River Of Contemplation 2/16/2012
187. Call Me...? 10/30/2014
188. Call The Coastguard There's A Galley Slave Here 8/29/2014
189. Came Reckoning Day For Johnny Rotten 3/28/2014
190. Can Strategies Cause A Tipping Point In Culture? 10/18/2013
191. Candle-Wax-Sky 8/21/2011
192. Captivity 9/20/2014
193. Care In The Community 2/8/2014
194. Carte Blanche… 2/16/2012
195. Castaways... 10/3/2014
196. Casualties That Count The Hidden Cost 10/20/2014
197. Cat & Mouse, Love 5/4/2015
198. Catalyst 9/5/2014
199. Catch Me If You Can 9/7/2014
200. Catching Moths And Butterflies Together! 7/20/2012
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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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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