Gerard Heathcote

Rookie - 5 Points (April 24th / Penzance England)

Afternoon At Helford - Poem by Gerard Heathcote

A song of sorrow birds’ incant
By the Helford river trees whisper
In my ear I feel the echo of your voice
Long gone the reality of partings choice
I loved you so my soul embraces loss
Like the low slung branches bathe the rivers edge
And sigh, wind swept heave and toss

The sun shone that day in May
I followed your dancing silhouette through trees
Flecked with light and speckled river glimpses
Happy woods echo the bliss of loves energies
A river cleared space wrapped our bodies
In the suns heat and solitude woven in branches
Deep in the silent forest loves closeness felt
At your feet I adored and knelt


Comments about Afternoon At Helford by Gerard Heathcote

  • Rookie - 12 Points Fay Slimm (9/23/2008 6:36:00 AM)

    I like this onw Gerard, the phase - flecked with light and speckled glimpses, -reads very well. Glad to have found your page. Greeting from Fay. a ten for this one. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 200 Points Ernestine Northover (7/6/2007 4:18:00 PM)

    A lovely piece of writing Gerard, I haven't found you on this site before, nice to have done so. I like your style.
    Love Ernestine XXX (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 12, 2005

Poem Edited: Sunday, August 13, 2006


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