Mark Heathcote

Silver Star - 3,771 Points (22/03/66 / Manchester)

A Sense Of Destiny - Poem by Mark Heathcote

Love has a sense of destiny
Hanging around on a web,
Feeble as a cocoon esprit
With, snow on the dissent.

Erie wings like snow clouds
Dream of a garden unexplored
Where there cold shrouds
Can, melt in eternal concord.

Love has a fraternal brother
He has halted us at the reigns
Where all lovers now bestir
From; winters chilblains.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, July 29, 2014



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