Mark Heathcote

Silver Star - 3,575 Points (22/03/66 / Manchester)

I Need A Bucket Of Water - Poem by Mark Heathcote

My hearts on fire
I need a bucket of water
Just to cool my head
Joy is a Furness…
Can you hear the hiss?
I read the orioles
They tell me I’m going…
Straight to hell
But I’m as happy
As I’ve ever been
Joy is a thunder
Underground…

I confess to a priest
The crops are failing…
And I’ve got nothing,
More to give…
The silo is empty, lord
But I’m not repentant
My legs are shaking
And I’m walking on the moon
And the neighbours-
Next-door seem upset
There’s another rodeo
Twister in town…

My hearts on fire
I need a bucket of water
Just to cool my head
Joy is a Furness…
Can you hear the hiss?
Love is a rattle snake
She wants me to beat
The chaff till I just fall down.
I confess I’ll be happy.
As baptized priest
When I go to hell…
Gasp the nettle
Catch flames when the thunder
Reigns down…

Oh lord I’m as happy
As I’ve ever been…
Joy is a thunder
Underground…
Where the sweet
Spring, springs froth
And floods the room…
Up, up from the ground.


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, July 14, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, July 15, 2013


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