Treasure Island

Mark Heathcote

(22/03/66 / Manchester)

I have a fire roaring in me


I have a fire chord in my heart
It’s not like a violin or a harp
But it’s just as heavenly,
When the world is cold…
And I’m all alone.

It’s not like a harpsichord…
But it does…
At times sing for the lord.
Like a flaming tree in a winter
Swinging back; and forth to be free.

I have a fire roaring in me
Even when the season says
Nothing should grow or sing,
I have a sap flowering tree
With a nightingale: ready to court thee.

It’s not like a guitar or a base drum
But I do believe it beats
Like an ear on the sea…
Crashing waves remorselessly on…
And on… on and on…

Like the moonlit wet clover
I’m growing and groaning
Under ever blade of grass
Beneath every barefoot rover
Just to be what you remember
But do not hear or see… that’s me.

Submitted: Sunday, December 15, 2013
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