Mark Heathcote Poems

This life has a victim and a killer
This life has a preacher and a sinner
This life has a poem a four-line stanza
This life has a beggar's bowl bonanza
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There are hearts in a charade
That can-never-be lit
Whose shining patina is constantly-on-the-blip?
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I'm a carpenter in my mind
I'm a poet and a painter
But I'm sure I'm not a singer
Like you!
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It's like those stars fluttering,
Burning, in their coals
And you, you coke my hearts
Unanswered questions
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Subliminally, I’ll always love you
My hearts like a calling seashell
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Did the ground fall from your wings
Did the turreted stars arrow down in the wind?
Did your heart meld all summer with his sun?
Did you flicker in a flame, golden and sanguine?
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You exposed your beauty and my heart
It drank deep in paradise
And my heart it beat thrice a second
Unto look deep in your eyes.
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I'm going to my winding-sheet
But not before I close my eyes
Only because I need to rest
And I can't stand lies
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There is a cycle to all this our misery
I for one! Don’t doubt it’s all fixed.
We’ll have 5yrs in thirty of prosperity…
Feelings akin to a jewel thief
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