Mark Heathcote Poems

Her—emergence a solar fire
Sprang out of the thin airs gyre
Sprang out of wild scented jasmine
A Moon goddess enthroned to a Sun.
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The mountains slow embrace gathers
All to climb, to witness the valleys stars…
It’s a paramour of love that won’t let you go…
It’s a circle of enfolding love, that always guitars…
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An MP who is he? …Eh! A bad doctor
Oppressive father x-university proctor
Government official doing his job,
Is he like you or me, I guess not, all gob.
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All, my all in hunger
All, my all in answer
All, my all …I surrender
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Blue water - wave on wave follows me
Wherever I go blue water calls to me.
Blue water - wave on wave follows me
Oh with the salt tears of the sea…
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It was reported the sky split in two
hot winds embraced the surrounding areas
the earth shook from a blast, an airburst blew
measuring 5.0 on the Richter scale tables.
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Time does it have an hour a season
what is our spiritual cohesion?
If time folds and bends in outer space.
Would it matter about time and place?
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True love is a mirror.
What you see
is what you get.
And what you give-
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He kisses me like a caterpillar
curling in a sun-aroused-flower
so playful is his desire, his ardour
my carpel wishes are to enclose
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The night sobbed
her heart-out near-fully,
that is why the day arises happy.
Joyous as a songbird full of mirth
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