Treasure Island

Mark Heathcote

(22/03/66 / Manchester)

I'll Find Away…

Chard images, justify I was someone
Stardust in an urn not only bones to you.
With no more; grey sells to spell-cast
A word oh let me sojourn,
I shall not be spent, if you leave me.
I shall at once again be upturned
I'll find a form that holds a choirs chorus…
I'll find away, some way, back…
As if, no time had ever elapsed
Too sing to you only.

Submitted: Monday, July 14, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, July 15, 2014

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

What do you think this poem is about?

Topic(s): poem

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?


Comments about this poem (I'll Find Away… by Mark Heathcote )

Enter the verification code :

There is no comment submitted by members..
[Hata Bildir]