Mark Heathcote

Gold Star - 36,079 Points (22/03/66 / Manchester)

Sad The Night - Poem by Mark Heathcote

Sad the night, sad the night
Wet with dew, far away from you
Sad the night, sad the night
When karma like a little bird is due to take perch
But doesn't know where it'll be tomorrow,
Like a heron following a gold or silver disk.

Sad the night, sad the night
When your childlike-heart aches and can't sleep
Sad the night, sad the night
When elsewhere working your father can't hear you calling
Sad the night, sad the night
When the stars are just buried tears mourning.

Sad the night, sad the night
When your soul flows like the river Jordan
Sad the night, sad the night
The moth dances madden fat and hungry swollen
Sad the night, sad the night
Eels dive deeper and deeper without drowning.

Sad the night, sad the night
Wet with dew, far away from you
Sad the night, sad the night
When karma like a serpent hisses your name in vain
And yet the dew falls all night long
Whispering, whispering my child be strong,
The sun will elongate the glory of your eternal name
Disperse it like dew, ceaselessly sun-dry-it anew.

Topic(s) of this poem: song


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Poem Submitted: Friday, September 13, 2019

Poem Edited: Friday, September 13, 2019


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