Mark Heathcote

Silver Star - 4,429 Points (22/03/66 / Manchester)

I Can Hear A Hairpin Fall… - Poem by Mark Heathcote

I can hear a hairpin fall…
In the waters where our love did flow
I hear the rivers running backwards,
In their ebb and flow—

I hear our hearts clouds rage
And I see the lightning striking…
The hollowed-out stump,
Where all our; blood together kissed.

Where all our life has staid…

I hear their silence thumping’s grow
Like it was breathing deep
Within a bud that’ll never open
I feel a sharp shoulder blades shove.

Oh you shove me back underground
Like a crocus fearful of the frozen snow.
And I feel in this glittering rain
Of tears you feel some of the same pain.

Oh I hear the forget me not seed
Crying from the ground
Oh I feel the ghost that’s only a veil away
Blowing on the same embers, which still hold?

Our love as the sunshine did yesterday.
Where all our life has staid…
I remember the hairpins fall…
In the waters where our love did flow
In the waters where our love did flow
In their ebb and flow—


Comments about I Can Hear A Hairpin Fall… by Mark Heathcote

  • Rookie - 34 Points Renji Mao (10/5/2013 8:25:00 PM)

    A great poem about grief, longing, and sadness. Almost made me cry too!

    May I suggest editing the title and first line to avoid that grammatical error (a hairpins) ? (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, October 5, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, October 7, 2013


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