Mark Heathcote

Gold Star - 6,059 Points (22/03/66 / Manchester)

Immemorial - Poem by Mark Heathcote

Time is often;
Dreamed as longer then time exists to be?
No need to smell the rank-rose over to discern, the dying abominate bee.
As with each new flower
A wellspring stem seeds the souls of men again.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 13, 2014

Poem Edited: Monday, April 14, 2014

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