Mark Heathcote

Gold Star - 4,732 Points (22/03/66 / Manchester)

Passionate Kisses Under Nail Of Coffin - Poem by Mark Heathcote

The suns laughter corrupts…
each immaculate blossom,
Each molecule it now erupts.
Is a honeycombed; chasm.

'Therefor it begs—if, solitude?
be mine. It then again; welters...
into calmer, subdued:
…transcendental… waters.

—Of course let the stars!
command you too listen.
'Let sea waves their shanty-sitars
play for ‘the shining one' ‘Helen'

-of Troy, for if Zeus can lovelorn,
transform himself into a goose.
Mate with Nemesis and produce!
An egg from which; Helen was born.

'He who says—dine with the fishes,
above or below you, in dramas—
Up-front or behind you! will remind you!
but for Him, who'd recall, hot Apollo'…

'He who commands you too listen.
Commencing; with a zillion stars'.
'He also laughs in your face, questions.
Passionate kisses under nail of coffin.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, March 25, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, March 25, 2013


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