Mark Heathcote

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

Forever Autumn - Poem by Mark Heathcote

The sun has gone into shade
And, turned a corner
She will not be returning
Not neither soon… nor later
Not ever…

Autumn leaves are falling, now
My dispirited, one…?
Winter blankets are descending,
And there is no more to be done.

The cyclones ear is sevenfold
But here therein there is
Just one rule of thumb,
One grace above all fallacies
Love is a sour plum,
With a pit of gold!


Comments about Forever Autumn by Mark Heathcote

  • Gold Star - 9,811 Points Heather Wilkins (12/3/2014 7:40:00 PM)

    love is a sour plum with a pit of gold a good write (Report) Reply

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  • Silver Star - 3,231 Points Walterrean Salley (2/22/2012 5:34:00 PM)

    Love is a sour plum,
    With a pit of gold!

    If you can endure the tests and trials that come with true love, then you can have the gold.
    Good advice, well put.10 (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 3,231 Points Walterrean Salley (2/22/2012 5:17:00 PM)

    Love is a sour plum,
    With a pit of gold!

    If you can endure the tests and trials that come with, then you can have the gold.
    Good advice, well put.10 PS: would be honored to have you visit my page. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, February 3, 2012

Poem Edited: Wednesday, October 16, 2013


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