Mark Heathcote

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

Raspberry Canes - Poem by Mark Heathcote

In and out the raspberry canes
"On a jack-frost bitten day:
With nothing more than twine,
and knife…
To earn my daily" pay.
Bending back the line of whips!
From: "Lands-End to John o' Groats"

These willowy viaduct sticks…
…Seemingly it will, never end.

In and out the raspberry canes
"With nothing burning on my mind:
Accept the numbing" hail and rain.
And the wisps of empty time!
Bending, back the line of whips:
Beneath a solemn; grey stone-sky.
Under the derogatory east-wind!
A hells purgatory; cry!
From: "Lands-End to John o' Groats"

…Seemingly it will, never-end:


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, February 16, 2012



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