Mark Heathcote

Silver Star - 3,597 Points (22/03/66 / Manchester)

Electrical Wirings... - Poem by Mark Heathcote

Insular feelings that’s what we all share
Electrical wirings vibrating the air!

One impulse to hold - another to leap!
…Rollover and fall asleep - counting sheep.

Insular feelings hold the lightning in the cloud:
It’s here now our passions long to be free and proud.

Sitting alone is bitter, gazing out-
The window, when you’re in your lonely hideout.

It’s much better to be a rainbow, ‘Honey’—
Let the pot of gold in your heart mint-money.

Love, is just an electrical pulse—if
…If your body and soul, can’t read them hieroglyphs.

Insular feelings crackle inside my head…
“Is this the girl the firecracker - I’m to wed? ”

One more impulse like this, and I’ll propose
Too climb a steeple, without any clothes.

Just to see her insular feelings exposed…
I’ll crack a joke! Leave her feelings juxtaposed.

Electrical wirings vibrating the air!
Guess I’ve given-up playing solitaire.


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 31, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, August 1, 2013


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