Brave And Like A Stag Lock Antlers Poem by Mark Heathcote

Love must have an answer to everything
Now, look. Crying, what good does that do you?
If you; fill a well of deep despairing
It'll seep into every avenue

Sure enough, your heart will require sutures
To stem, its blackened blood, frothing the mouth.
So, be brave and like a stag, lock antlers
With the world, be like deserts almost drought.

Let cacti flowers open to the sun
Let your heart and soul, be one joyous thorn
Stabbing life; like a small kitten, smitten.
Somewhat with - its ball of lamb's wool; careworn.

Love must have an answer to everything
Else, what's the point of us …all this bleeding?