Once Shone And Stood For Us All Poem by Mark Heathcote

I like this poet?
But for his talk of eternity,
His dull wit:
A dauntless; unending, misery!

I like this poetess?
But for her executor gallows,
Barrel loaded, vinaigrettes
Skyrocket; highs and lows!

I like them all for their
Onomatopoeic, gifts
Tussock wide mouthed lisps
Their aromatic resin drifts...

I like them all...
Weather big or small...
Their suns insignia,
Once shone and stood for us all.