Mr Calm Laughs At Hurricanes Poem by Mark Heathcote

He loves white-water kayaking,
spends his holidays base-jumping,
and often goes snowboarding,
shortly after mountaineering.

Without tears, anguish or sneers
he's the kind that faces his fears
Mr Calm laughs at hurricanes
and walks on the wings of biplanes.

He crosses the border between love and hate.
He gambles on never being second or late.
The first to throw down and the last to leave
Why Mr Calm, he is something to be seen?

He takes everything as the norm.
Does Mr Calm, before a rainstorm
and he never does disparage,
indeed his life's a true test of courage.