Mark Heathcote

Gold Star - 6,059 Points (22/03/66 / Manchester)

A Bridge Of Joy - Poem by Mark Heathcote

The things we did were quite insane.
But that's how joy came to pass…
As we cut the turf and made a bridge
Out of lush green; meadow grass.

Know full well here nothing
On this earth or river shall ever last.

Then gazed in awe, when all was laid
And done, the river dammed 6ft or more
Our heart beats beating their full score
With a aloud furor as we ran across…

'5 times or more and, yes…
The things we did were quite insane'.
But that's how joy came to pass…
As the river washed
The last sods of earth away to the last.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, June 5, 2012

Poem Edited: Sunday, March 23, 2014


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