Mark Heathcote

Gold Star - 26,004 Points (22/03/66 / Manchester)

Love Has Its Damage - Poem by Mark Heathcote

Love has its damage
Like a car fender—gets bent.
And, headlights blink!
And disagree which is the way
Love is a road of new dawns
And midnight folks—
(A handful of spades
instead of hearts)
Love is a knight defending,
Your honour!
And, then the next—
Love is just a name calling—odyssey.
Questioning, should I take
This other opportunity…?
Love has its luck… A hope
Worth, every, lightning-bolt
Every cloud the world
Keeps on sending…
'Love, love, love has too—
Find some way of surviving'.
Love is a boil
You're afraid to lance or break!
Because it's hurt—tells you,
It loves you!
And this, this, isn't the time
To use the cowl or dagger
Or join that lonely sisterhood…
As long as love still warms
You're coagulating blood.

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  • Gajanan Mishra (12/11/2012 9:07:00 PM)

    Very good poem. I like it. thanks.
    I invite you to read my poems and comment.
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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Poem Edited: Tuesday, August 8, 2017

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