Mark Heathcote

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

A Soul Divine - Poem by Mark Heathcote

Raw and savage, beauty
is abreast of the world.
She sits in her arbour
an ardent little girl.

Raw and savage, beauty-
is a blending of pure design.
Hopscotching to her duty
as subtle as a soul divine.


26/02/2001 Edited 28/01/2016

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 28, 2016

Poem Edited: Monday, July 24, 2017


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