Mark Heathcote

Gold Star - 6,084 Points (22/03/66 / Manchester)

A Pond Fly - Poem by Mark Heathcote

A pond fly gazes up
And sees the day erupt
I don't want to be eaten
My wings plucked

Can't I dry them on the wing?
And hear the clarion of wind
Before bearing
On my song to sing!

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, February 16, 2012



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