Mark Heathcote

Gold Star - 21,886 Points [none] (22/03/66 / Manchester)

Mark Heathcote Poems

1. "Shut Up You"… 2/12/2017
2. 2 Moths 10/20/2015
3. A Backwards Look In The Mirror 6/21/2012
4. A Bad Thought Is A Message To 2/23/2016
5. A Beggar's Bowl Bonanza 11/1/2013
6. A Better Focus In The Wind Tonight 9/28/2013
7. A Bitter Froth Travels On A Night Wave 1/7/2014
8. A Blind Man Sayeth To A Shrew 1/25/2016
9. A Boorish Few 11/16/2015
10. A Bout Of Bronchitis! 7/8/2013
11. A Bridge Of Joy 6/5/2012
12. A Brooch Of Butterflies 10/16/2013
13. A Bullet Or A Rocking Chair 11/15/2013
14. A Candle Burns On The Mantle 9/23/2016
15. A Candle Flame 6/30/2013
16. A Candle Flames Tapper 8/18/2013
17. A Childless Woman 1/27/2016
18. A Child's Inner Snow Angel 10/31/2015
19. A Child's Leverage 2/14/2014
20. A Cold Validation 9/11/2014
21. A Common Brother 11/25/2012
22. A Creaking Blue Door 3/25/2017
23. A Cup Half Full 1/14/2016
24. A Distant Kind Of Love 11/25/2012
25. A Dripping Faucet Tap 5/10/2013
26. A Father’s Love For A Teenage Son 5/9/2013
27. A Fever Burns 10/1/2013
28. A Filigree Of Gold: 2/16/2012
29. A Fish Out Of Water 6/30/2013
30. A Flower Cut From Desire 7/17/2012
31. A Garden Never Ploughed 7/7/2013
32. A Gathering In The Distance 10/12/2015
33. A Gentleman’s Question 9/17/2015
34. A Grand Old Dame 9/11/2015
35. A Gypsum Salt Mine Fills Marys Eyes 6/5/2013
36. A Hall Of Mirrors... 2/16/2012
37. A Heaven Seen From Heaven 10/17/2015
38. A Hermit Crab 3/7/2013
39. A Hoedown Love 4/18/2013
40. A Homeless Soul 12/28/2016
Best Poem of Mark Heathcote

Poverty Is A Gift

Father, poverty is a gift
Ask any bird taking a rain bath.
Son, don't make's me laugh
There's nothing but rain
Poverty isn't a gift
There's nothing but pain.
So son fastens your reigns
Ride for them riches today
Don't live by wage's daily
Paid only once monthly
Father poverty is a gift.
Son nothing is ever enough,
Just ask your mum.

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The Bride

Hewn from the strata of galaxies demure!
Inured with witchcraft; heartbreakingly, pure.
The bride wears her wedding-dress like haute-couture
Dressed in her heavenly gown made by Channel or Dior!

Poised like a vision, sumptuously, dressed and veiled.
She; supernatural swan like sailed…
Stunningly, intoxicating; like a little creature divine!
She takes up her grooms arm whispers thou, shall be mine.

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