Mark Heathcote

Gold Star - 24,760 Points (22/03/66 / Manchester)

Botanist Sent To Find Me - Poem by Mark Heathcote

When, He endowed me with my fruitful life
As say a mountain river carried far and wide.
Did He think I wouldn’t return to utilize
All that I was before, childlike, unmodified.
Didn’t I have my rights to even the score?

As rain falls, sweetened in flashes on His land
I just couldn’t slip through the palms of His hand
On this ancient of journeys pressed should I not
Be taxed and flower for Him, ah my royal regent!
Ah botanist sent to find me, Forget-me-not.

For I have dallied on ever hill vale and shore for you!
I’ve watered every tear-duct with a rainbow,
Where cattle bells played in even equal scale
Dripping, dewlap salt encrusted diamonds,
I’ve clung, like dewdrops for you!
Don’t say it was all to none, avail…

On this ancient of journeys pressed should I not
Dry these conjunctive tears,
Be taxed and flower for Him, ah my royal regent
Ah botanist sent to find me, who Forgets-me-not
Utilize me! As before, childlike, unmodified
And yet always never forgot.

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Comments about Botanist Sent To Find Me by Mark Heathcote

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (3/27/2015 3:45:00 PM)


    Very nicely and aptly composed. Best word choice. A beautiful poem. Many thanks. .....10/10 (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 27, 2015

Poem Edited: Friday, March 27, 2015


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