Mark Heathcote

Gold Star - 25,664 Points (22/03/66 / Manchester)

A Gypsum Salt Mine Fills Marys Eyes - Poem by Mark Heathcote

A gypsum salt mine fills Mary's eyes
diamond tears milk a tear duct-
what has dissolved has seen
another lonely, upchucked
heart; back on earth - conceit
here no real value grows
in fertilising of a seed
where thorns;
are more cherished than a rose!
Mary just cries clutching a crown
a crown of thorns
as Roman the soldiers mock the world
three times
who shall pay for their crimes
when gypsum salt mines
fills all our minds
all our eyes.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, June 5, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, July 24, 2017


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