Mark Heathcote Poems

Thank you, thank you
What can I do, for you?
Because that’s what it boils
Down too
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I've got a lock of your red hair
What do I care?
I've got a lock of your red hair
You can go, anywhere
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The first we learnt of faith
was a dying fish gasping to breathe
never to be put back.
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I need a man for a French maid
as I linger & watch him-slave
I'll light up another cigarette & gloat,
he's my heart he's my, type of bloke.
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Forgive my Babylon temperate floods…
There's no evil in my sodden roots
So forgive my Babylonian Dynasty
Oh, forgive me in all honesty
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Love is ginger
Love is sweet
Love is an apple blossom,
Each time we meet.
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Two sharp eyed sparrows
Playing in the muck
Looking into stars
See what they'd give up!
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Purge the light,
find to your delight,
that darkness
isn't-such-a fright?
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All things come; all things go,
It's the nature of melt snow,
It's the nature of a feather to swirl
To dance in the wind and curl
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What does it mean for a star to shine?
Each flower opens a divine heart.
But why does any of this take place?
No matter the distance, there's grace.
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