Mark Heathcote

Gold Star - 25,635 Points (22/03/66 / Manchester)

Do You Recall Charcoal Rubbings? - Poem by Mark Heathcote

When childlike excitement filled our minds
Do you recall charcoal rubbings?
Its x-ray moments of a kind
Holding tight to those black grubbing's
Do you recall in your amusement?
They're lipstick collar memories how
In our daily enslavement:
They're like charred embers of time now
Do you recall charcoal rubbing
Do you recall gravestones and feeling gleeful?
At what your eyes could see retouching
Those names and dates for you weren't they medieval.
But oh how time passes and leaves you cold
Until one day, it's you who's feeling primaeval
A gravestone charcoal rubbing, burnt-out old.

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Comments about Do You Recall Charcoal Rubbings? by Mark Heathcote

  • Wes Vogler (11/20/2015 11:51:00 AM)


    Oh goody... I found a poet who has the discipline to write in rhyme. My limericks have not found much company. I shall take a look at some more of your work. Hopefully you also write limericks which are my thing exclusively.
    I like what I see so far. flows pretty good as well
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 18, 2015

Poem Edited: Monday, October 9, 2017


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