Mark Heathcote

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Rounded - Poem by Mark Heathcote

To make a pebble rounded
It has to be crushed
Pounded and carved
There is nothing tender
About it, it must be
Tipped on its head
Up-ended out of bed
Turned in every which way
It doesn't want to go
Some may think its cruelty,
But others shall behold it?
Behold its beauty, logically
Knowing it's as rounded-
As anything - and possibly
It will roll with all the punches
Of this world until the next
Their return to the sediment
The bedrock of home!

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Comments about Rounded by Mark Heathcote

  • Bharati Nayak (12/7/2016 1:34:00 AM)


    To make a pebble rounded
    It has to be crushed
    Pounded and carved
    There is nothing tender
    About it, it must be
    Tipped on its head- - - - -Hardships and obstacles make us refined.A wonderful write, thanks for sharing.
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  • Sranisha Francis (9/18/2015 4:58:00 PM)


    Turned in every which-way
    It doesn't want to go..

    Yes, it remains in the heart.
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, June 20, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, April 6, 2018


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